I didn’t grow up in this town. As a child, coming to the Capitol City was a treat. I remember, even then, marveling at the array of bluffs surrounding the buildings, a town nestled within its own protective wall, built ages ago by the river as it cut through to create what is now miles of lush green farmland.
And the city had a sound to me, a jazzy sound. As a pre-teen, I’d walk behind my dad as we made our way downtown to a local restaurant, the sun setting behind historical stone buildings, casting long shadows on busy sidewalks. Continue reading “My First Solo Exhibition”→
I started my Wednesday morning with some hot coffee, a Bobby Darin record, and watercolor videos. A few of them were more meditative, which reminded me of how much I myself love this technique. Meditative art–or at least my definition of it–is when you paint/create with having no idea what you are going to come up with. You start with one or two colors, one brush, and just, go with the flow.
See what I did there?
Meditative painting is how I’ve been filling my Wordless Diary, as it is a great way to get my thoughts/feelings down onto paper, without trying to put what said thoughts/feelings are into words. I often feel better after finishing a wordless entry, than I do after writing two pages of whiny nonsense.
I’ve been feeling a bit meh lately, and so I decided I needed a good meditative/wordless session. And as I was filling an empty cherry jar with water, I noticed Goo’s flowers from her recital by the window. One of the roses had wilted, and the loose petals were just begging to be plucked. I took a few, along with two or three tiny leaves. My goal was to stamp their patterns into the painting somehow.
The first painting was a major flop–as the first painting tends to be, because I’m “clearing the cobwebs” so to speak–but the next painting flowed together much nicer. I switched between watercolors and pens. I just let my brain wander, and refused to worry about whether or not I was going to produce something extraordinary.
Tip: when doing a meditative painting like this, using scrap paper helps keep you worry-free
The leaves made pretty “stone” textures at the base of my hills, making me think of a rocky cliffside by the sea. The rose, however, didn’t do much. It was much too soft to paint wet-in-wet with, and even placing something heavy on top of it didn’t leave an imprint. I decided that once the painting was finished, I would try a bit of wet-on-dry with gouache. And it worked nicely!
I have used bits of foliage here and there in previous paintings, but I think I’ll start a whole collection of natural tools. Rocks, sticks, dead flowers, to name a few. Should be fun!
–Daniel Smith watercolors (indigo and Aussie red gold)
Every so often, I receive a surprise package from my mom filled with art supplies. I’ve begun to call these “care packages” because that’s basically what they are. They’re boxes filled with happiness. I’m pretty sure that I wouldn’t be as far as I am today in my art career if she hasn’t been helping keep me stocked up. Continue reading “Artist Tools: “Woodlands” by Prima Watercolor Confections”→
This morning was all fall: damp, chilly, the sky a crisp and empty blue. Leaves floated down from every tree and rustled under Howl’s feet as he bounded around outside. We couldn’t waste this weather! So, instead of staying cooped up and filling out a bunch of worksheets, I decided to take Goo to the local conservation center for her homeschooling. We printed off a few “autumn scavenger hunts,” collected a bag of art supplies, and headed out. Continue reading “Getting Artsy on an Autumn Scavenger Hunt”→
It feels like it’s been forever since I’ve freelensed. For those of you who don’t know, freelensing is when you detach the lens from your camera–at your own risk–and move it around to focus on tiny details. It creates a dreamy blur that I have never been able to recreate in an editing program. Continue reading “A Nice Refreshing Freelens”→