oil painting
SwiftRain
blend, something that pushed away all the things that have stopped me
from feeling passionate about the visual arts... and the way that
pictures emerge from vagueness into detail, from light into dark... it
gives a structure that i can understand & love to the process of visual
/ spatial creation...
there was an unexplainable burst of love that i felt, working the paints
into that first canvas... i knew all at once that this medium was
something i could truly love, love even more than i have loved my
writing or my music... i understood, all at once, all the painters of
history... i was at one with all of them, instantly...
that canvas came out as a greenish-blue moosh, ugly even if inspired...
the second one showed me the other aspect of this art that i can
appreciate: creating things which other people will admire... it is just
a green, red & yellow armed seaweed shape bordered in dark blue on a
pink background... little inspired or loved... it reminds me of many
so-called "contemporary art" paintings... but i can see in it my
potential to eventually create paintings that people will compliment &
display and (what the hell?) pay money for...
there is just one more thing i want from this passion, in the bargain:
portraits... i want to be able to somehow raise the beauty of the human
face from these oily smears... i can almost (almost) imagine myself
tracing an eyebrow with the tip of my brush, or pushing it against the
softness of a lip... or lovingly mixing my paints to match the soft
brown of that eye...
monde
right on, in triplicate. and go for it.
to be able to love oil painting, a person really has to have an
incredible degree of patience. it's what i did, you know, before
digital art...it's what i did since i was 14 years old...all my canvases
and boards (i had much better success with my particular style using
treated boards instead of canvases -- i went for, and still go for, that
highly detailed stuff) were destroyed in the Fire of 1983 and although i
did do some in my art student years, i started losing my patience and
messing around in the time machines of the mind a little too often to
oil paint. i did some nice stuff in acrylic, but it has all met one
fate or another, none of it good.
to do oils you have to have patience. the colours stay wet for so long,
to correct a mistake requires you wait at least a day and sometimes more
for a paintover...either that, or you have to be really, really skilled
with an oil rag. you'll make a lot of messes while you do this. get
used to it. messes on the canvas, messes on yourself. which might be
one of the reasons a lot of those "action painters" started using their
palletes for their canvases, and possibly used the drop cloths on their
floors some of the time (and sold them, to a really gullible audience.)
in fact, my main call to digital art, besides that marvellous invention
called "undo" and the wonderfully high detail and precision i could get
with it (i can't draw a damn straight line - or a perfect Bezier curve
for that matter, on a nondigital surface if my life depends on it) was
the fact that i didn't have any sort of a mess to clean up afterwards,
except maybe tossing a leftover scratch file into the bitbucket.
have fun...
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SwiftRain
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> to be able to love oil painting, a person really has to have an
> incredible degree of patience.
what i really have is exactly the opposite of that... no patience
whatsoever... i am never waiting for anything, i am always acting...
when i'm painting i'm not focused on the finished canvas... i am focused
on each brush stroke, what the paint is doing right before my eyes...
> it's what i did, you know, before digital art...it's what i did since
> i was 14 years old...
painting... not thought-of or suspected but noticed... you were with
me...
> which might be one of the reasons a lot of those "action painters"
> started using their palletes for their canvases, and possibly used the
> drop cloths on their floors some of the time (and sold them, to a
> really gullible audience.)
little about art that they can't see through that, disturbs me...
> (i can't draw a damn straight line - or a perfect Bezier curve for
> that matter, on a nondigital surface if my life depends on it)
lines, over the past few years... i remember in an art class a few years
ago, asking the teacher how the hell to draw a straight line... he
didn't really have anything to tell me, as i recall... but now, somehow,
i can do it...
> was the fact that i didn't have any sort of a mess to clean up
> afterwards,
of painting... showing love towards your tools & your environment...
infact that is precisely why i *don't* get this emotional about digital
art (visual or verbal)... every time you go back to your workspace, it
is completely new & sanitized... it's like working in a hospital...
lurker
was just a whim she was pursuing, but after a few months I noticed
she could copy some of the better artists with some accuracy. It's
really a gift to be able to capture reality on canvas, or even your
impression of reality.
Downside is, I've got all this canvas and frames and paints and solvents
and brushes and jars of ?? and etc all over my garage.
Now If she could paint the house...
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di
>My other half does oil. she's really quite good... I thought at first it
>was just a whim she was pursuing, but after a few months I noticed
>she could copy some of the better artists with some accuracy. It's
>really a gift to be able to capture reality on canvas, or even your
>impression of reality.
> Downside is, I've got all this canvas and frames and paints and
solvents
>and brushes and jars of ?? and etc all over my garage.
>Now If she could paint the house...
Would you consider posting some of her art? Something that is not a copy of
someone else's work.