What about summer will you miss?

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Fall is here.

The temperature has dropped from 80 degrees to 60 degrees.

It it always a bit of a transition from summer to Autumn.

There will be no more swimming at the beach.

The short and t-shirt weather is done.

No more watermelon on a hot day.

No more grilling brats and hot dogs on the BBQ,

No more sitting around the campfire solving all the worlds problems

and roasting a marshmallow.

All volleyball and badminton is done.

And there will be no more tenting and camping.

No more fishing.

No more lazy summer days.

Now…it is time we hunker down.

Harvest…what we reap.

Enjoy…the spoils of your labor.

And get ready for the hard winter to come.

What about summer will you miss?

Behind the curtain

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Some things I find funny.

I found some of my old photographs that I took years ago.

Back in 2000 when I still had my maiden name and I was considered young.

I had a showing of this series in some off the beaten path gallery.

I wrote my artist statement the night before late.

It went something like this.

This series of photographs is called ‘Behind the Curtain’. It’s a subjective approach about cats broken down to its most simpliest form and enhanced by all elements that intervene to shroud the subject. Subtle transparencies emerge and shadows distort but the work is not about clarity but reality. The pictures bring the viewer closer to what exactly is present and in original form. The perception is geared toward the cat but the viewer keeps coming back to the curtain as the light intensifies, flattens and solidifies the curtain. The curtain stands alone with its subtle folds, elegant drapes and soft patterns. Even though we can’t get past the curtain the cat is still identifiable.

Just trying to make it to the end

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I’m just trying to finish a couple of paintings for an up coming show.

I have the frames picked out and dates set for framing.

This week will be the hardest part in order to meet the deadline.

I need to schedule in some drying time for these paintings,

they will not frame any paintings that are wet.

Silly…I’ve hung paintings in galleries…still wet.

I believe I finished one of the painting on Sunday.

Monday went okay a lot of busy work and strategizing.

Tuesday added the ropes along the rails.

Wednesday worked on the water…intense study.

Thursday have my doubts about the painting.

Friday TGIF off early plan to paint.

Saturday last day to work on painting in theory.

Sun-Mon-drying time.

tuesday drop off to be framed.

friday pick up.

saturday drop off at Art Museum to be judged.

Wait… 

 

 

 

Virtuosity has it’s limits.

“No one paints likes this today because no one can paint like this today.”

Frank Wright

A quote from The Artist Magazine in 2007 “Never the less, we can study and emulate an artist of such great technical ability and power.” Madame Moitessier. completed in 1856 by Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres.

This comment has hit me hard. I can’t disagree with it but I don’t agree. Some part of me as an artist has woken up.

In 1844 Ingres was approached through an intermediary with the idea of painting her portrait. Reluctant at this stage in his career to accept portrait commissions—he considered portraiture to be a lower form of art than history-painting—he initially refused Sigisbert’s request. However, when Ingres met Madame Moitessier, he was struck by her Junoesque beauty and agreed to produce a portrait.

The weather proclamation after Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow is six more weeks of winter.

Oh yeah!

In a speech in Wisconsin on Thursday, President Barack Obama insulted perhaps the most fervent members of his political base: art history majors. “But I promise you, folks can make a lot more, potentially, with skilled manufacturing or the trades than they might with an art history degree,” Obama declared. “Now, nothing wrong with an art history degree — I love art history,” he then swore.

It is Sunday we go out for donuts if we can. You know it takes time to pick out the right ones even though it’s the usual. When we were done and came around I didn’t realize there was someone waiting in line and gave a short apology. They looked on and laughed as my son who stood right behind them carried the box of donuts and on top a can of fancy feast for the cat. We can’t forget the cat.

I’m sitting here contemplating my painting from a distance. The painting looks good for a moment. Little needs to be done and completion is not so far away. I learned some stuff from what I’ve been reading lately and I am better for it. They say artists make the mistake of painting everything in sharp focus. And that our eyes can not see everything in focus all at once.

Simply said.

So now I’m trying to understand the main focal point. I’m adding detail to the foreground where I want to add light and attention but some of that other stuff can stay as paint interesting enough as is.

Painting is problem solving once I solve all the problems I stop.