Showing posts with label figurative. Show all posts
Showing posts with label figurative. Show all posts

Sunday, June 28, 2015

That Pesky Oil Painting is Finished.




That oil painting I was working on? It's done. I'm not sure if I will do it again. I didn't feel that surge of spontaneity I had hoped for, although the image is pretty, I think. It's tiny - just 10 inches by 6.5. Perhaps painting oils on a really large canvas is the key. And I would probably waste half the paints over me.



"Home from the Hills"





And, yes, I achieved some great texture, but I can do that with acrylics, too (molding paste, Gesso). I need someone to point out the advantages of oil over acrylic. I can't think of any.

Oh, and it finally dried.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Valentine's Day Offering - Urban Folk Art

I finished "Courtyard Cafe" last night.

Looking at my work, you might conclude I'm a romantic. I don't think of myself this way; I'm pragmatic and analytical about love. Yet these images still come to me.

I guess there's just no hiding the inner self when you paint...



Acrylic on 10 x 8 Stretched Canvas (unframed)


Thursday, March 8, 2012

Neighborhood Yard Sale - It's That Time of Year

Everyone loves yard sales - car boot sales, garage sales, flea markets, whatever you call them. It's good to get there early to find the gems, but they say it's best to drop by just as they are packing up at the end of the day for real bargains. I seem to get them somewhere in between. "One man's trash is another man's...." Anyway, I dare you to leave without something.
It's some time since I produced such a busy, detailed 16 x 20 painting. I manage one about twice a year. This kind of art takes a particularly long time to paint, although only a very sharp eye will catch it all. I kept coming back to it, adding a bit of this, and a highlight here and there. This is painting out of pure sentiment, because I was feeling nostalgic for all the treasures I’ve found in the past.














Even as I look at this now, I am reminded that a friend is still waiting for me to do another quilt sale painting. Be patient a little longer please, Squeakie

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Small Talk - Newest Painting

I enjoy catching up with neighbors. I rarely see mine, which suits my hermit-like tendencies, but when I do, it's a pleasure, and we really have something to say.

This is my salute to such casual encounters. It's largish at 16 x 20 inches, and I considered a smaller canvas, but I thought it would be more effective on the wall at this size.