Showing posts with label Gouache. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gouache. Show all posts

Monday, February 25, 2019

Is it good to struggle? I sure did!


Valentina, ink and pastel A4 30 mins
On Saturday I went down to London for a course with John Dobbs at Heatherley's`: The Reductive Figure .  I was excited but I had a few complications to contend with.  I had a drop off for something I had been preselected for that I had to fit into the day.  There were replacement buses from Witham to Newbury Park and I was meant to bring all the gear to paint with. As I was packing up I made the executive decision that I would not bring oils or even acrylics but would take a smaller kit (gouache and pastels) and paper rather than canvas.  With everything scaled down I felt I would be able to travel down without incident.

John shared a David Park quote from A Painter's life  and wanted us to paint directly, quickly and boldly. I had arrived a little late and was sandwiched in pretty tightly.  I had to keep stepping sideways to see the model which is always a disaster. My contacts and my reading glasses weren't helping me to see very well and I was some distance from the model.  Before I began I was already struggling. The first drawing (above) was the most successful as a whole.  The second pose was a seated pose and I have to admit to throwing it away. After that one, John suggested I work on a part of the figure, the head and the shoulders. The goal was to say something that I WANT TO SAY about Valentina. I always notice her neck and the way her mouth turns down. I blame sidestepping for my lack of ability to see her as carefully as I might have. By this point I was regretting my materials. I had meant to bring charcoal too and thought I had, but for some reason it never made it into my bag. Every time John came by he told me it was good to struggle. I guess it was obvious!
Valentina, ink, gouache and pastel A3 30 mins
In the final pose, which lasted all afternoon, I found myself beginning with washes of colour. Once I'd begun I couldn't stop layering these washes of Gouache over each other as if it was egg tempera. I had no white so used a white pastel to lighten the hues. Cordelia offered me some of her white gouache which I used sparingly. As I am not a watercolour painter and haven't honed my skills with this media I was struggling to make them cooperate and to say something. The something I was saying was not related to the 'assignment' but once I begin something I find I need to keep struggling to find a resolution. I'm not sure this is always the right approach. So while this is unresolved, I am interested in Valentina's skin and the way her face disolved into her chin. 
2+ hours Valentina, gouache & pastel A3
To answer my own question, struggling certainly isn't comfortable and perhaps it's not necessary to persevere all the time.  Maybe it would have been better to begin again but I 'm glad I went to the class, find John an intuitive teacher and being with other painters is always wonderful. 

Monday, January 9, 2017

Processing and experimenting

A visit to the botanics Glasgow 23 x 23 cm
gouache, watercolour and methyl cellulose on paper with fused plastic frame

Over the holdiays I had absolutely no time to work. I did look, mess around on my new iPad and explore mount cutting with my new tool. I also made more re-fused plastic badges. On one of the early mounts, I ripped the paper on the good side of the mount and that led to me to thinking about flipping the approach to framing that I had been exploring with my fused plastic.  In recent fused plastic the inside image was stitched fused plastic while the frame was painted.  I wondered whether the reverse would be equally interesting. 

One of the highlights of our trip to Glasgow was a visit to the Botanic Garden. 

As you might imagine, I am a big fan of the work of John McAllister https://www.artsy.net/artist/john-mcallister.  His colour, the way he uses frames and his use of pattern delight me! 

So all of that together was how I began to get back to work again, a little over the weekend and more today. I can't decide if it works or not.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Maybe how an idea begins to evolve


I went through my sketchbooks and gessoed out all the stuff that wasn't interesting.  In a few places I glued shapes of a different colour over dark places. The rose red was part of a paint chip I'd collected in Maine a few summers ago.  I blended a bit of bluey gouache into the gesso.This morning I woke early and found some objects that would work with the direction of the red.  The objects were not red.

Next I scanned the new image and printed it onto some cartridge paper.  I worked without reference to the objects with a Matisse book opened.

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Trying to tame new ink

So inspiring to visit six stunning gardens yesterday.  Today it rained so was indoors more than usual and found time to think about some of the motifs from the day.  The sunhat was a recurring theme.
These new Akua Kolor inks just aren't behaving the way they did in England, so I am having to work back into prints.
These are postcard size but perhaps I can take some of the ideas and scale them up or translate them into a different material.

Friday, December 9, 2011

Playing with cake


The great thing about mailart (for me) is the permission it gives me to play and experiment with different ideas and materials.  I go through my day in a state of hyper-sensitivity to words and colours, hoping to be inspired.  I am now on # 72 of my 365.  Where else could I go with cake?

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Decorative Mailart



When I was a pre-teen I have a zodiac colouring book - these are derivative and were lots of fun to make.  I have been so busy plastering, lime washing, working and today spending a delightful day with my Niece and nephew that I am empty when i begin my daily mail art.  I never know what will happen and am surprised again every day when I find something to say, even if it's just I that I love to play with colour!

Friday, November 11, 2011

Remembering an inspiring teacher

I was sorry to hear that Vita Petersen had died.  Vita was my first life drawing teacher.  I was 12 and remember Vita covering the window to the art room door with paper to keep prying eyes out.  With Vita I looked carefully at Matisse's Odalisque with Raised Arms and today when I go to my life drawing group, I hear Vita's voice in my head as I follow a contour.   #45/365 http://mailart365.blogspot.com/