https://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/video/video.php?v=10150155173658270&oid=122594074457&commentsThis link will take you to the video of the Art League show.
The above piece, New Kiss in Town, was bought by a good friend who will be making desserts for the reception.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
Hidden Treats
The above, "Wretched Excess" looks better in real life. It is one of the additional show paintings that is tucked away in the Art League closet. In fact, all of my dessert paintings are lounging there. Hmmm.... Originally, I meant to paint this:
on a gold leaf background. Proportionally, it didn't look wretchedly excessive enough. So I turned the canvas horizontally and started anew. This was a problem piece. I started over so many times, it's a wonder all the layers of gold leaf, oil paint and glaze didn't crack the stretcher bars. Worse, of course, was that I had to keep setting up ice cream sundaes as models. I put on 6 pounds with this piece.
on a gold leaf background. Proportionally, it didn't look wretchedly excessive enough. So I turned the canvas horizontally and started anew. This was a problem piece. I started over so many times, it's a wonder all the layers of gold leaf, oil paint and glaze didn't crack the stretcher bars. Worse, of course, was that I had to keep setting up ice cream sundaes as models. I put on 6 pounds with this piece.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Be Witty, dammit!
Erica Fortwengler, whom I've come to think of as my agent, though she's actually a terrifically talented, beautiful young woman, and not a crone with a heart of stone, told me I had to blog every day my show "Food, Glorious Food" was on exhibit. "Be witty," she advised. It reminded me of a time when a writer friend of mine was instructed by her agent to make the novel 25% funnier. The above piece, A Brace of Onions, did not make the cut. (Erica can be a cruel mistress.) It is not in the show, but it's hanging in Studio 3 of the Torpedo Factory. Come visit. I'm there Fridays and Saturdays.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Three cloves in search of a title
I like creating titles. My father, a writer, used to test possible book titles on anyone who came in the house, be they a guest or a repairman. Often times, when a painting is just a notion in my head, the title will announce itself. This one is nameless. And it's crunch time. Next week it will hang in my the show at the Art League of Alexandria. Possible titles: "The Anti-V", "Vampires Beware", "Skins" "Clove Love" and "Russian Antibiotic". Like I said, I need help...
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Shanghaied in Singapore
The internet has created a small, twisted world...A few years ago, I received an email from Isabelle V. Lim who lives in Hong Kong. Ms. Lim, a pastelist, had recognized my artwork from an article in International Artist. She attached cell phone images of my work which she had seen on the wall of a seafood restaurant in Singapore. This surprised me as I was pretty sure they were still in my basement. My compositions had been lifted and mass produced. The designer hung them upside down and sideways, either not caring or believing this voided the copyright infringement. I called Singapore. They were shocked(!!!!) to learn the images had been bootlegged. The restaurant blamed the designer, who was Australian. And there the trail ended. Much to my dismay, no one was publicly caned.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
How the hell did I do that?
The above, Asian Influences, is one of my favorite pieces. It sold a few years ago, so I can't study it directly. I spent long weeks on this piece and when I thought it done, I showed it to Danni Dawson. I asked what else I should do to it. She looked at me as if I had shown her a mud pie. Her advice, "Refine it," led to more long weeks. I doubt I could paint it again as well. Visual memory is tricky, especially when the rest of the memory is a sieve. I would surely be lost without my little green sketchbooks, eight years of color combinations, techniques, and advice from teachers, friends, books, videos, workshops and whatever I had discovered on my own. What if there were a fire? So, I gathered my eight years of notebooks and copied the highlights on to my computer. I backed it up on a disk and to an external hard drive. All of which would melt in a fire. So, I emailed a copy to myself so it would always be available. All hail the ethernet!
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