This is not one of those pointless new year resolutions, but, being my first post of 2015 it’s a chance for a fresh start.
I’m determined to do much more art this year.
These sketches of my son’s fist are another warm-up exercise.
Art Angst by June Malone © 2010-13
I’ve left it so long that I’ve forgotten how to paint; my neglected paintbrushes stare accusingly at me and I fear my paints will putrefy.
To remedy this I searched for a simple painting exercise and Google did not disappoint. I chose a negative painting technique to try and capture something of the beautiful autumnal leaves before they disappear.
It was a surprise to find how much I enjoyed this technique, pushing the paint around without caring about the end result…it’s purely an exercise It is one that I’ll use in future.
A bonus was that it also gave my brain an unexpected (much needed) workout.
You are very welcome.
And so as Christmas creaks into view, with the nation reaching wearily for its winter woolies once again, lo – behold my latest offering before I totally disappear up my own festive fundament.
Personally, I prefer a looser, more spontaneous and drippy effect to this overworked watercolour portrait, but I learned so much; primarily how to conquer my fear of a blank sheet of paper:
I enjoyed this online course so much.
Herewith the various stages showing the process…
…just don’t ask me to share the technical details – it took me a long time to complete and I am busy preparing for the impending fa-la-laaa fiasco.
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night. Rum pum pum pum!
I won’t lie. Sometimes not very much art happens. (What do you mean, you noticed?)
Yes, it’s been a while but here I am again – and thanks to this great online watercolour portrait tutorial I’m getting a kick out of painting again.
This image is merely an exercise in tonal values which I found compelling. Agreed, it is undoubtedly overworked for what is supposed to be a simple study.
I find the tutor, Matt Rota, to be exceptional and easy to understand. I haven’t even started the final portrait yet and I already feel I’ve learned more in a couple of hours watching his tutorials than ever before.
I’d forgotten what it’s like to be this motivated and giddy about painting…I feel like I could throw off sparks from my fingertips. A new phase in my creativity is opening up and finally giving it some direction. Seriously, I don’t know if I can take much more excitement!
Despite your suspicions, I’m not getting paid to drool enthusiastically about this course.
As I’m away from home and my computer is in storage – I’ve borrowed one and managed to rustle up a rush of Christmassy feeling in order to to wish you all peace and joy this Christmas.
All my art equipment is in storage too, so here’s a seasonal blast from the past.
Jingle bells everyone and try not to get your tinsel in a tangle!
I hope this finds you dry. I don’t mean that in an impolite way, it’s just that I live in the new monsoon kingdom of England where pretty much everything is soggy and damp at the moment.
In other news, I’ve started painting again…somebody alert the media!!!
The above two initial attempts at painting this friend of my son left me severely disheartened and frustrated by my dearth of technical skills. At the end of the process I’d inevitably do something to ruin it. Without formal training, making progress is difficult but, as someone once said; “Practice is the best of all instructors” so I’ve stopped sulking and here I am again.
Watercolour is one of the most challenging of painting mediums in that it is unpredictable. The lack of control simultaneously thrills me and scares the pants off me. Oh yes, I know how to have fun.
The following two studies taught me much about paint manipulation. When attempting spontaneity and allowing the paint to do its own thing, it helps to be prepared for any eventuality. Using a spray water bottle and kitchen paper allows for more control, as do loud yelps and sharp intakes of breath, although this does tend to startle the other people who live here.
With this first attempt, the darkest colour was painted first and when completely dry, lighter, transparent colours were glazed over. This was in response to being educated by my friend Carol King on a fascinating process called Brunaille, except that this is in the wrong context and I used blue instead of brown. It was useful in helping me to appreciate the values of light and shadow.
The early stages look better than the finished version – the scanner makes it appear far muddier than the original and the poor girl appears to be in dire need of a shave.
The second study below didn’t scan well either (honestly, not an excuse) – it is frankly clownish.
Back to the drawing board. I plan to paint numerous versions and strive to feel comfortable about giving a picture to the model; I can’t seem to quite ‘capture’ her.
Now if only I could channel my inner critic to help me perceive at what point to put the brush down and step away from the painting! Less is more, stupid! So stop it. I know you too are guilty of this.
You’re so glad you read this blog post, aren’t you? Admit it; I have enriched your life.
Where has 2011 gone? It was here a minute ago! Cyberspace and technology move faster than I do – when will someone make an app. that slows life down?
Recently I’ve become dramatically aware that life is grossly unfair. This pungent fact has recently re-affirmed itself tragically on two of my oldest, dearest friends – utterly devastating both their lives.
Feeling intensely ineffective and lacking a magic wand to frantically wave in their direction, I painted these little ‘bon mots’ as a feebly small reminder to them that, no matter how terrible life is, it is vital to always make room for laughter and spontaneity. Easy for me to say.
Ok, I give in…I have embraced the whole twinkly palaver and descent into mild over-stuffed hysteria that is Christmas. I have made my own card.
The halls are decked, tinsel tamed, bells jingled, mince pies baked and I have Santa’s mail-order number on speed dial. I’ve refrained from scowling when every store assaults my ears with Christmas muzac playing on an endless loop. Three cards have been received already – two from the Chinese takeaway.
The only problem is that red fluffy bits of marabou feather trim have migrated to every item of clothing and room in the house – I’m literally spitting feathers!
Wishing you all a happy, sparkly and peaceful Christmas. See you next year.
I thought that would get your attention!
Today was my first figure drawing/painting class since the age of nineteen.
After some initial nerves I decided to simply have fun, especially as I was wearing my lucky Wonder Woman pants. Technically, there is room for improvement, this I know. I’m trying to disciplin myself to really SEE and make my hand draw what I see.
The scanning isn’t up to much but here is one of my ten minute study plus a twenty minute effort in watercolour and ink.
This little watercolour painting was my attempt at humour. It was a birthday gift for my youngest step-daughter who runs her own personal training business.
After the picture was left to dry on a table in another room I forgot all about it until I overheard two teenage friends of my son talking and realised they were discussing it. One lad obviously didn’t get the joke as the other said “That’s a trainer, see? And it’s making personal remarks to the weights – the trainer is telling the weights that they’re dumb”. He still didn’t really understand it.
So I thought it would be prudent to include his explanation just in case my sense of humour is less quirky than I’d imagined and is far more strange than is conventional.
Herewith only a small portion of my current reading matter.
Some are being avidly studied – others, I’m merely dipping into. They all offer me the opportunity to further develop the multiple intricacies of illustration skills and feed my insatiable curiosity about the subject.
Soon I hope to demonstrate here how they have inspired and educated me. My motto is to never stop learning and trying to improve.
Watch this space….*cue “Wonder Woman theme tune”* ♬ ♫ ♪ ♩