I’m posting a couple of works in progress from the Jane Davies workshop I attended last weekend at the Pacific NW Art School on Whidbey Island, Washington. It was an excellent class and I left with many new ideas and techniques. The first day was spent creating prints of different values and hues using a Gelli plate. On the second day the prints were torn apart, cut into shapes, reassembled and glued onto printmaking paper and then embellished as desired with masking, marks, and/or more paint. We worked on many collages at once, an approach I like. Less internal pressure to create a masterpiece…
I came across a version of this painting that I did a couple of years ago when I was cleaning my office and decided to try it again, taking more care with lighting and adding a background to the new painting. Although I purchased the pears more than a week ago, I put off painting them until the last minute. Rotting fruit can be quite motivating.
A red-tailed hawk flew over my car today. The bright sunshine illuminated the red tail, which was spread wide. It was a lovely sight, and my painting inspiration for the day. These fantasy “birds” were painted using a palette knife, a great way to keep things loose.
This is my first attempt at a batik watercolor painting, following the instructions on Empty Easel (http://emptyeasel.com/2011/12/13/the-fascinating-painting-technique-of-watercolor-batik/). It doesn’t look much like a batik. I don’t think I crinkled the paper vigorously enough. Perhaps I’ll give it another try tomorrow.
The winter solstice will be here in a few days. The solstice marks the day of the year with the least hours of daylight for those living north of the Tropic of Cancer. Every day after December 22 will bring a bit more daylight… and to that I say, YEA!
Wide toe box. Low heel. Great fit. These Keen shoes are the most comfortable walking shoes I’ve ever owned. I like them so much, I bought a second pair. I will be wearing them for a long, long time
The state flower of Oregon has gnarly stems and sharp, prickly leaves, but the pretty blue berries are edible. The plant bears dainty yellow flowers in early summer and a dark blue berry that ripens in the fall.
I bought these at the farmers market in Newport, Oregon last weekend. They’re only a few inches long.
So tiny, so cute…
“Talking of Pleasure, this moment I was writing with one hand, and with the other holding to my Mouth a Nectarine–good God how fine. It went down soft, pulpy, slushy, oozy–all its delicious embonpoint melted down my throat like a large Beatified strawberry.” – John Keats, in a letter to his friend Charles Wentworth Dilke
The best description of the wonderful lusciousness of a perfectly ripe nectarine or peach I’ve ever read.
And in case you’re wondering, here’s the definition of embonpoint:
embonpoint French noun: plumpness or stoutness, adj: plump; stout [from phrase en bon point in good condition]