Tuesday, February 7, 2017

What I see and what I do


Continuing on with my goal of making regular alla prima paintings, I wanted to think about colour and tone in the window setting and evoke spring in what I looked at. Today has been dreary and I think that's what made me reach for the pink and orange. I'll have to come back to this.  I applied some of the paint with a palette knife and some of the hottest colours in the brightest places need a little care and zing that will only be possible once things have dried a bit.
Strawberry and Orange Feast, oil on canvas, 20 x 20cm

Monday, February 6, 2017

Marks, Tone and Monoprints



There's an essay in Alice Mumford's book: Colour From Coast to Coast, which talks about colour versus tone and the tension she has felt to deal with both in her work.  She explains that if you look into light you can see more depth of field but that you will not see colour in such intensity and if light is behind you, you will see the colour but the view will appear more flat. Bonnard painted from his drawings and they are effusive with colour even though he looked into the Southern light because he seperated form and colour by drawing tonally and painting the colour. In life drawing I tend to draw tonally. With monotype you can't help but combine line, light and tone. I've always said that I need to work in different media to say things differently.  alice mumford has helped me to name it.

Today I took my 'monotype kit' to life drawing.  We had a new model, had 5, 10, and a 25 minute pose. Last week I drew Erin.





Saturday, February 4, 2017

What are the Colours of Spring?

Primose and Planning, pastel on paper, 14.5 x 16 cm
I wasn't tempted to reach for the too many muted colours when composing something that spoke to me of spring. Instead, my underpainting, crushed orange pastel with surgical spirit to fix it, was intense and my first marks, in a bright blue almost convinced me that it couldn't work. Instead I tried to keep the intensity, the free application of colour and shape and to create the belief that these objects belong together and are part of a story that hangs in the air.

Thursday, February 2, 2017

Using the same objects to say something else

Flowers and Musk, 26 x 26cm, pastel on paper

Using a slightly bigger piece of paper than I did yesterday, this time I coated some Fabriano with a deeper pale blue acrylic/pastel ground.  One of the things I always have trouble with in a garden is yellow and red flowers together with a backdrop of green grass… so I took out the yellow flowers, changed the background and changed vases. I like to get up close.  I like to find the shapes in the complexity.  I like a richer, deeper palette.  For me, this arrangement works better and there's nothing wimply about it!

The Mall galleries have put what they call 'selected work' up on the website for the the Pastel Society Exhibition.  I am on page six! 
http://www.mallgalleries.org.uk/whats-on/exhibitions/pastel-society-annual-exhibition-2017

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Getting away from the Subject in Pastel

Spring on the Windowsill, pastel on paper 23 x 24 1/2
After the joy of my time looking at the 'blue room',  setting something up in another part of the studio felt impossible.  I had a crammed bouquet of spring flowers that I wanted to include, tulips, blue flags, roses and narcissus which felt impossible too (because although lovely, all those colours together defeat me every time).  I grabbed some clothes from the box under my bed, including the salwar kameez my mother made me with silk which Patrick had bought me before we were married. It is the green I associate with opportunity and love, quite a spring motif on a particularly grey day. I taped some turquoise mylar over the window so the light came through but the landscape behind was obscured and then I challenged myself to invent the window seat. The paper is medium size, for me, but I decided to stand back a little, in the same way I had been working in paint.


Getting the paper ready was troublesome as it pulled at the tape so I had to soak it and gesso it before I could even begin. Nevertheless I drew for a few hours yesterday and then all afternoon today.  There were many times when I wanted to abandon it. I find inventing part of a drawing in pastel, well, nearly impossible. Although I resolved this, as anticipated, it lands just this side of twee. Maybe I'll find a new 'blue room' tomorrow. 

Monday, January 30, 2017

Painting an 'afterthought'

Blue Room Afterthought, oil on canvas, 30 x 30 cm,

Although I intended to take down the blue room today, I just had to get one last long look at it before  I did.  In front of the table I had made (out of piled up boxes, a board and some fabric) is a chair.  On the chair is some more fabric, draped, and I sat on the chair at the start of last week to be photographed.  The artist becomes her still life. The chair, the cloth and the memory of the photography session hanging around the room between the subject and my easel.  What if I took a few steps back?  What if I shamelessly let everyone see that it was something I had set up in my studio, not something I happened upon?

Today after drawing group I intended to do a quick painting on a small canvas.  I have said over and over that I want to paint more and one way I thought that might happen was if I did more quick studies, alla prima painting in my colourist way. The 'blue room' beckoned.  I think, because I'd explored it in detail, over time, I was happy to use shorthand and the shapes and a way of decribing their textures guided me in this afterthought..

Sunday, January 29, 2017

I think it's just about finished - Blue Poppies on Table

Blue Poppy on Table 
Fully realising that the paint is wet, I'm about to take down my studio set up and move on to something new to think about in paint. So this is the final day, for now, on this painting. I have loved working in blue. I have loved walking into my studio and seeing blue in its many shades. A cliche, but it really is so difficult to know when to stop. Inventing the blue flowers adds a level of uncertainty that is different from painting entirely from life... Five minutes ago I nearly wiped out the card on the right - a vintage  Christmas card sent home by a soldier named John. That's what I'll think about as I clean the house and walk the fields. Should it stay or should it go?

Below are the earlier versions.  I wouldn't say the reproduction colour is perfect in any of them.