The DPW Painting Challenge this week was to paint a value study using burnt umber. In addition, attempt to do a composition of a dominant amount of one value range, a secondary amount of another and a smidge of another. I chose dominant LIGHT value, secondary MID value, and a smidge of dark. No colors or white allowed. If you'd like to see the other submissions, look here: http://www.dailypaintworks.com/Challenge/76971AF9-D076-41d4-93B5-26A408C9E2d9
The challenge was to paint mundane objects. I thought this would be easy but it wasn't. And there are a million things wrong with it but who cares? I was challenged, learned a bunch of stuff, had a lot of fun and that's the point.
So I gave it a try today. Here's the thing...clouds don't stay still. My painting changed so many times it was ridiculous. I'll be working more on clouds. But it was fun seeing all those colors in the clouds, watching the shapes change by the minute and listening to Martha snore-there's cloud music for you.
Amanda, Jan and I went to The Bridesmaids. Hysterical. Girls...grab your girlfriends, daughters, sisters and go. I guarantee you will laugh nonstop.
I've had a lot of cats and the most important criteria for me was that they be excellent mousers. And they all were. No cats now, and only an occasional mouse because I have gobs of snakes...in the garden, in the yard, in the woods, creeping out of the Bay, slithering away.
While I was painting it, the sky kept getting darker and darker. My cell phone rang and it was the Emergency Services of Talbot County saying there was a toronado warning and to take cover. Where does one take cover on the Eastern Shore? We have no basements because once you start digging, you hit water and these are the flatlands as far as the eye can see.
My father-in-law loves Beefeaters. Whenever we go out to dinner he orders Beefeaters on the rocks and 9 times out of 10, the waitperson returns to tell him the bar doesn't have any Beefeaters. He sighs and orders a substitute. So what's in Beefeaters? Juniper, Seville orange peel, almond, orris root, coriander, lemon, angelica root and seed, liquorice-and lots of alcohol. Sounds downright medicinal. Happy Birthday Ernie and cheers.
During Lee's workshop we went to Hambleton Boat Yard in Bozman, Maryland to sketch. Measure, check your angles, measure again, relate this to that. Important stuff because a lot of bad paintings come from inability to draw. I need to spend a lot more hours drawing and workboats will be a great model. Happily, I live in the Land of Workboats.
Here's a cool thing I learned at the workshop. I'm a great waster of paint. Lots of people put saran wrap over their palettes and put them in the freezer. I have no room for that, not with fish bait, pizzas, and ice cream. So here's a small plastic container full of leftover paint. I can stack a couple of those in my freezer.
He suggested the attitude you should bring to each day of painting is: I'm going to hit a home run.
We have a lot of alleyways throughout Easton chock full of old barns, shacks, garden sheds and apartments.
I spent the past few days in a Lee Boynton workshop. http://www.leeboynton.com/ One of the fun things about the workshop was the chance to buy more colors for my oil collection. Lee uses an expansive palette. Here were some new colors for me: Holbein Cad Red Purple, Holbein Nickle Yellow, Cadmium Green Light, Holbein Oxide of Chromium, Old Holland Blue Violet, Holbein Mineral Violet, Holbein Mars Orange, Holbein Mars Violet. Also got to try a new medium soup: one part stand oil and 5 parts Gamsol. It made for very juicy paints. He squirts it in his whites. But I might just put it to the side and dip in it for the future. Lee handcrafts his own wooden palette.
Here's Lee beginning to paint on his Open M. That's my beloved Art Box designed by James Coulter to the left. And another one to the right. That easel has become a big seller on the Eastern Shore. http://artboxandpanel.com/. I learned about it from Carol Marine. http://carolmarine.blogspot.com/ who is a fountain of knowledge.
And my first painting of the day was of an oak tree I've driven past many times but never thought about painting because I was usually driving my daughter to and from The Miles River Horse Farm, always in a motherrush, but it still caught my eye. Now I know that tree a little better. Not a great painting but, hey, it's a workshop, and I had a blast painting that tree cause it was a beautiful day. Lots of people drove by and yelled, "great tree."