The lawn needs to be mowed something fierce. For the past two weekends we’ve been rained out, which makes it really easy to put off mowing the lawn. But that’s okay. When my baby girl and I were outside getting some sunshine and fresh air, I found some red clover growing along the deck and picked a couple.
And so, as I was setting up for today’s painting, things were going pretty good with the painting, until Jack the cat decides he wants to have a seat. On my still life setting? Oh, how nice, you crazy cat. I suppose he improved everything, as my phone’s charger cord was placed on the clovers by his fluffy butt.
What do you call a group of finches? Why, yes! A group of finches is called a charm and I think that’s really sweet. One of my good artist friends always had a couple of finches in a cage in his studio space. They have these rather unique chirps, sounds like wood creaking or something like that. They were cute little fellas and so a charm of finches sounds rather fitting.
This time, I painted with acrylics. Painting with them makes it much easier to work on a larger scale because the drying time is greatly reduced. I love painting with oils, but they do get muddy and take a while longer to dry. Each has their own positives and negatives but I believe oils have the advantage. They are sumptuous and romantic. Acrylics are immediate and fun. They are the cheap date of paints!
Yes, it’s been four days since I last posted. I had another project that needed my undivided attention, outside of taking care of baby. Baby has been wearing me out more lately, btw. She’s teething. She’s growing mentally and physically really fast I can’t take it! She’s going to be walking soon. She’ll be nine months old in a couple days and yet it seems like yesterday sometimes that she was this mushy, squishy, sleeping, milk-drinking, non-focusing infant. Now she’s exhibiting toddler-like qualities. She’s a smart and strong baby and I think she’s quite cute, even with the screaming at the top of her lungs, because she can. We shared fresh, sugar baby watermelon today.
My paintings, to my chagrin, take on different modes and styles. Right now, they are traditional still life subjects, but you wait. Next thing, it will be an abstract piece, or more of an expressionist piece of a mythological creature. One of my favorite artists of all time is Willem de Kooning. I also love Vincent Van Gogh and Franz Kline and George Baselitz, Elizabeth Murray, Jennifer Bartlett and the list goes on.
At the moment, I’m letting myself just paint and enjoy it, making it look spontaneous, yet still and holding onto realism. It’s a good exercise for me and exercise is good! It actually takes work to do this type of painting with a still mind and few brushstrokes, keeping myself from overworking the piece into a stiff, muddy mess. The idea behind this exercise is to sweep out some of the rust and really make some sweet, shiny painting gems!
Oh, and – being a mama painter, I have to paint safe. No more smelly solvents and toxic paints. Keep paint off skin, wash up well, and stay safe, painter parents!