Well, that’s it. My twelve months of painting and blogging about it are up. In fact, I’ve gone over-time. Just as we were getting to know one another, my Getting My Art into Gear experiment has come to an end. I’ve never really been one for good-byes… unless the person I’m farewell-ing is astonishingly rude, … More Where to from here?
Ever since I began painting, I’ve always mixed my own black, rather than buying it ready-mixed in a tube. My rationale was that by mixing my own, I could always be sure of how warm or cool my black is, and thus, how it translates into other colours I mix it with when creating shades. … More First-rate Finds: Understanding Pigments & Labelling in Paints
There’s a lot I really like about this painting. It was always going to win my heart just by virtue of the subject matter, but there are a number of lessons I learned while painting this that will help me as I move forward. So I owe this ducky a small debt of gratitude. Lesson … More Thanks, Rubber Ducky.
At the end of my last paint session, my palette looked like a rainbow unicorn had vomited a lolly shop over it. Either that, or I just hadn’t used much black (but who’s going to believe that?) It was all very bubblegum flavoured. The back-story to all this is as follows: I’d spent literally hours trying to … More Painting like a unicorn in a lolly* shop
There are times when I think about my choice to pursue painting more fully and I wonder if it’s not just a little nutty. Can I justify the hours spent mixing pats of colour together and pushing them about on a canvas? What is the point of painting panel after panel of ordinary random objects? … More Sleep deprived, with White-line fever
July means school holidays and birthdays in my household. Which, by default, means taking bite-sized snatches of painting time between not such bite-sized pieces of cake. To offset the parental guilt of knowingly placing children into sugar-comas, I like to ensure there is the healthy option of cut-up fruit and plain (okay, lightly salted) popcorn readily … More Party’s over, folks.
I don’t know if it was the roses or perhaps how time-poor I’ve been, but this week I felt paint-shy. I figure that’s bound to happen from time to time, so rather than pushing too hard against it, I did some drawing instead. This is actually something I’d like to be doing everyday, because the … More Squashed for time, but sticking to it.