February 2011

Nowhere to hide

Ok, well this one is definitely not going to paint itself.  This is my second weekend working on it.  At the moment it’s suffering from the “two paintings” problem.  There are the foreground cars, which are thick paint and high-contrast, and the distant trees which are thin and low-contrast.  The painting is about the relationship between the two but right now they don’t look like they belong on the same canvas.  What I’m afraid of is that the place to bring them together is those long perspective lines along the road, and they have to be exactly right otherwise it will look weird.  There is nowhere to hide in this painting.

“This is going to be a hard one,”  I said to David last night.

“I’d love to hear all about it,” he said.  ”Just as soon as I finish making you this pineapple upside-down cake.”

It’s sentences like this that really keep our marriage going.

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Texture

Here is another one that pretty much painted itself.  And it was fun!  Usually with oil painting I feel like I have to think very hard all the time, but this was very intuitive.

Continuing the theme of painting with minimal color, I thought I’d do some winter scenes.  I took a bunch of photos when we were home for Christmas in Wisconsin, mostly on the highway between Madison and Milwaukee.  What appealed to me about this one was the woven texture created by the trees and field and fence— almost like a piece of fabric :)

Here’s the reference photo for comparison:

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Where my palette comes from

When we were in New York last fall, David gave me a wonderful gift.  He held the joey for a whole afternoon while I went to look at fabrics.  I copied out a list of places in the garment district but I didn’t make it past Mood.  Before I went in, I told him “Well, I’m not really looking for anything.”  I came out with six pieces.

Since I didn’t have anything in mind when I went in, I ended up buying my palette:

All but the yellow are knits.  Beautiful soft glorious knits.  I think solid knits are the hardest thing to buy online because they are all about texture and color (for me) and it’s hard to judge those on a screen.

I was so proud of myself for putting together a nice array of colors so quickly.  But it turns out that like most things, I owe this one to my mom.

You see, she made this quilt for me when I was a baby:

We’re working to make sure Joey shares the same taste.

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