Posts Tagged ‘Still Life’

OOPS… I ate my still life!

Wednesday, June 22nd, 2011

"More Strawberries" Oil Sketch

"More Strawberries" Oil Sketch

I did indeed eat my still life, but only after starting this little oil sketch.  After spending an hour or two under a 60 Watt light bulb they’d about had it anyway.

Everything is new to me with oil painting.  It’s exciting and frustrating at the same time and I need to remember to get up a walk away when the frustration level is rising.  Otherwise I’m prone to wiping away what may actually be a pretty good start.  Tonight I did walk away and when I returned to my art table I realized I had a pretty good beginning.  While I was hoping to complete this sketch tonight I’m just not experienced enough with oils to do so.  What needs to be done is allow a little drying time and then go in with the details, i.e., seeds, highlights, darkening the cast shadows.

It was a pleasure painting from life instead of a photograph, which is my usual approach.  The colors are easier to interpret with your subject right in front of you and there is no camera lens distortion.  What  a treat and at the end of the night . . . Delicious.

I’ve Got This Book and a Little Courage

Monday, September 6th, 2010

"Three Pear" Watercolor Sketch

"Three Pear" Watercolor Sketch

I wanted to take a little break from my “Adirondack Sketchbook” for a moment to share a bit about what I’ve been doing since I returned from my trip.  It seems that my creative spirit has been unleashed and I am painting things… anything… and everything!  It’s exciting and while I’m still not attached to creating a masterpiece at the moment I am getting ready, making plans and practicing.

Since I’m not in a position to take an art class – much as I would like to – I’ve got loads of books on all kinds of painting just waiting to teach me.  So I pulled “Color Mixing The Van Wyk Way:  A Manual For Oil Painters” off  the shelf and have begun from page one.

Now you might wonder why I’m using a “Manual for Oil Painters” while I’m painting in watercolor and the answer is simply because color theory is color theory no matter what medium you choose to use.   Couple that with the fact that I would like to become a proficient oil painter and hence… Color Mixing The Van Wyk Way.

So far I’m still having fun and am painting in a fearless way.  My goal is to learn and having removed the pressure of self-judgment from the equation…well suffice it to say, “I’ve got this book and a little courage.  This is my recipe for masterpiece potential!”

"A Whole Bunch" Watercolor Sketch

"A Whole Bunch" Watercolor Sketch

Jury Duty Part 3 – Reasonable Doubt

Saturday, October 10th, 2009
Jack O'Lantern Potential, Watercolor

Jack O'Lantern Potential, Watercolor

(Click here to read “Jury Duty Part 1 – Excuses,” or “Jury Duty Part 2 – No Good Excuse” and read on for Jury Duty Part 3 – Reasonable Doubt)

We were sent home for the day at that point with instructions to return on the morrow at 10 a.m. I was thankful to be sent home.  Exhaustion had set in and I was wound too tight to absorb any more information.

As I drove toward home through the hills, winding past farms just kissed by autumn, I was hit by the responsibility that comes with jury duty and questions.  Would I be that juror we all hear about, the one who hangs the process?   Could I stand firm in spite of pressure from the others?   Would I remain fair and open to others’ points of view? One thing I knew for sure . . . I would have to live with my decision – guilty or not guilty – and another person’s life would be forever changed beyond a reasonable doubt.

. . . .

As I pulled into the courthouse parking lot the next morning our local country music station was spewing out a song I’d never heard before and as I put my Jeep Liberty into “park,” I listened. . . “Spent half his life in the Montgomery county jail. . .”  It never crossed my mind that the defendant had been spending time in jail.  I’d assumed bail had been posted, he had been released and we all drove from our respective homes to meet here at the courthouse this Monday morning.

I made my way into the “juror room,” turning in my cell phone to the bailiff posted at the door, without realizing that I was starting down a path that would change me.  I mean really change me.

Once all jurors were present and accounted for we filed into the courtroom and took our place in the jury box.  The jury box was in the front of the room, to the judge’s left, two rows with the back row slightly elevated facing the defendant.   I would take the same seat each day.

After being seated I glanced around the courtroom and quickly at the defendant inadvertently making eye contact.  Quickly looking away, I recall thinking,  “Oh no, I can’t let my sympathy influence my decision.”   I then noticed there was no one sitting in the “viewers” section of the courtroom – no mother, father or friend.  Over next couple of days, while the trial was underway, a couple of people would stop in and sit briefly, then leave.  Were they here for the defendant, here out of curiosity or here to report a story to the local paper?

The trial commenced with opening statements from the prosecution and then the defense after which the evidence and witnesses were presented. It was a relatively uncomplicated case and when the defendant took the stand in his own defense I was relieved. The evidence and witnesses were quite damning and without the defendant’s own testimony his fate would surely have been sealed.

The charges were serious – nine counts of “criminal possession of a forged instrument” and two counts of “grand larceny” in varying degrees. The punishment, if convicted, could leave this man in prison for years and years. It was time for the defendant to be heard.
(to be continued…)

Poetry and Painting – What a Wonderful Escape

Sunday, October 4th, 2009
Autumn Sunset, Original Watercolor, Image Size 7.25" x 4.25"

Autumn Sunset, Original Watercolor, Image Size 7.25" x 4.25"

It’s been a busy weekend filled with painting, shopping and and then a poetry reading this afternoon at Professor Java’s Coffee Sanctuary on Wolf Road in Albany.  My friend, Suzanne’s, poetry group has published collection of poems entitled “Java Wednesdays” including pieces written by each member and this day each poet was reading several of their works.  While I’m not a great poetry reader I adore having poetry read to me.  The work was emotional and each arrangement of words kindled the imagination and then transported the listener.  Suzanne read a poem she tells me was inspired by one of my pencil drawings (“The Conversation“) and goes something like this . . .

turning to look down the road at
the crunch of tires on the dirt track he said
I wonder if we’ll hear from him anytime soon . . .

and it goes on.  Drop me a line if you’re interested in purchasing a copy of their collection and I’ll have Suzanne contact you.  I’m no expert, but it was great.  Not only was it great, but it provided a nice distraction as I was able to forget about jury duty for a few hours.

These things that we do, these gifts from God, be it painting, writing, sewing, composing, singing, gardening . . .  are perfect ways to bring momentary peace.  Sometimes it’s all that can be expected.  Momentary peace.  Until the turmoil passes or some difficult decision is reached.  I remember these days to turn toward my art.  There was a time when I ran from my art in the midst of emotional turmoil.  That approach threw me even more off balance and I’m glad that unhealthy behavior is mostly behind me.

Found Marbles

Monday, June 1st, 2009
Found Marbles, Watercolor

Found Marbles, Watercolor

After a full day of gardening I wasn’t sure if I’d have the energy to paint, but surprisingly once I sat down at my art table the aches and pains of the day disappeared.  I’ve come to realize that being creative is an essential part of who I am.  It’s important for me not to allow too many days to go by without painting or drawing because restarting becomes more difficult.

It seems when my creative momentum is strong I gain confidence and the courage to try new subjects or techniques.  But, let a few days go by without picking up a brush or pencil and fear of failure begins to creep in.

As a way to keep those feelings of insecurity and lack of direction at bay, I like to have several pieces going at once, each in a different stage of completion.  That way there’s more than one “door” back into my creativity.  If I return and find no inspiration in my works-in-progress, I can always jump into one of my celestial paintings.  The freedom of the abstract is a great way to get restarted.

I know there are creative “dry spells” and/or our schedules sometimes become too busy  for the art.   That’s why it’s so important to develop your own techniques for re-entry.  It’s taken me a while to find my motivational strategies and I know they are not fool proof.  So what I have decided is to be forgiving of my half-starts and out-and-out failures.  They happen.  I’m human.

With that personal forgiveness has come permission to persevere and with each climb back into my art room I’m excited about the propsect of what creative thing can happen.

I Made an Amazing Discovery!

Thursday, May 7th, 2009

Doctor's Orders, Watercolor - These things look familiar . . . .

Doctor's Orders, Watercolor - These things look familiar . . . .

This could be a groundbreaking discovery.  I have determined that if you exercise regularly, eat good, healthy food in moderation you can actually lose weight!   Oh, you’ve heard it before.   Nothing new you say . . . .

For me this information is just now sinking in.   I’ve heard it and read it for years, from multiple sources.  What’s different now is I yearn for a healthy body to take me where I want to go and do what I want to do – painting, gardening, walking and spending time with family and friends.

Truth is this whole eating well and exercise thing is a forced revelation.   At a recent doctor appointment it was suggested I, “change your behavior ‘or else.’”  (Not in those exact words, but that is really what the doctor meant.)   What’s more, I’m not interested in “or else,” so I decided to become friends with regular exercise and healthy, moderate eating.

Don’t misunderstand, I am by no means healed and have just begun this journey toward better health.  Want proof of that?   Put a big ole bag of Peanut M&M’s or Nacho Cheese Doritos in front of me and leave the room. .  .  suffice it to say I won’t take responsibility for what happens while you’re gone.  (Confession:  I’m guilty of overdosing on Animal Crackers today.  I’ve got a long way to go.)

What is different for me today is, I think twice before assaulting my body in such a way and go online to investigate the nutrition and caloric content of some tempting treat – getting educated is empowering.  I may still partake, but I’m doing so with full knowledge and intend to make those indulgences less frequent since I like the way I’m feeling lately.

I’m surprised and delighted to find the little bit of physical activity added to my daily routine has already paid dividends resulting in a more positive outlook and increased physical energy.  I want to be honest and confide that walking seven flights of stairs once a day is not getting any easier and I’m not getting any faster, but I’m doing it anyway along with my morning “Penny walks.”

Another surprising discovery, certain fresh fruits, vegetables and whole grains taste delicious.  I’ve eaten so many salads over the last few weeks that my boss caught me daydreaming in a salad trance (not to be confused with a carbohydrate-induced coma).

I plan to continue this new fitness regime and begin to honor my body, trusting  that eventually my commitment to both exercise and healthy eating will payoff.  I’m counting on it.   No “or else” for me thanks I’m “full-up” from the salad!

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