Showing posts with label thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thoughts. Show all posts
2.07.2013
5.24.2012
SHAMPOO
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| Shampoo watercolor on Arches cold press paper 13.25 x 9.25 " |
A Wayne Thiebaud inspired work from a Watercolors course with Jen Lambert.
I had such an agonizing introduction to watercolors (mostly problems with color intensity). I wanted to do so well and yet I couldn't. It was like having a word on the tip of the tongue, but not being able to say it - for days into weeks. My restlessness would have been worse had I not been determined to be adroit in the medium done best by JMW Turner and Paul Cezanne.
It became my oil painting propaedeutic.
4.06.2012
CLOUDY AFTER A RAINY NIGHT
I like the night sky after it's rained. The sky has a pinky-orange undertone, I quite like.You'd think an artist-writerish would describe colors better, but alas. She does have a gag reflex. And no, if you're asking if that feels good - it probably doesn't.
It's an unexpected color underneath the mask of night. It unsettles. Disrupts. I am one step closer to premature enlightenment.
I try to recall why I've never seen this until I went to college and I realize it's because I've never seen the sky at 3 or 4 in the morning after it has rained.
I let go of the good boy's tiny hand. I'm leaving him and I don't care to see his reaction. Where I'm going, he shouldn't come. There are things here he shouldn't see. It's unfortunate, but his mere presence is my imprimatura.
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