While in the Netherlands last month I visited the Frans Hal museum again, but this time was really struck by his depiction of his ruffled collars. A week or so later, in Spain I created these two works, both different but both influenced by my recent viewing of Frans Hals works.
Well I am back to wordpress, to a webpage in blog form, Shopify was very expensive and didn’t work for me, as I still sold much more art pretty much everywhere else than from the actual website. It will take me a wee bit to get this one up to date so bear with me and I will make sure the links are all undated and I get some new art up. I am currently touring Europe now, and will be featuring that on my other blog, Painting in the Shadows of the Paris Bohemians. For now here is a storm cloud I painted in Palm Desert about a year ago.
Join us at Artbeat on Main St. In Vista tonight at 5:30. Free event with refreshments.
This is a painting of lovers taking a midnight swim. It’s layers of acrylic on handmade paper made from newspapers. I got it framed and matted and I just love it! Painting is 8×10 in a 11×14 frame. Wired and ready to hang. $100.
Loving this workshop. Today was more emphasis on creating the illusion of Depth.
I am taking a 5 day workshop in Palm Desert, with Caroline Jasper, who I consider my color mentor. She does primarily landscapes, so I probably will wind up doing one or two this week, but today I got to cheat and sneak in painting a girl. Color already is my thing and I would hesitate to take a workshop in color from anyone but Caroline, but in my mind she is a bit of a color god.
Today I focused on value, and the main lesson I am taking home from her today, and hope to apply to my work in the future is that value is just as important, or maybe even more so, as color.
Below is what I spent the day painting. I don’t think she is quite done but I like the direction she is heading.
Some paths must be taken alone.
Acrylic on Canvas 20×20 $175.
Ariel- I painted Ariel a couple years back and she is finally going to her new home. Sometimes the girls feel like orphans waiting for the right person to take them home and love them.