New paintings and regular art updates.
Paint blue sky and take photos, take photos of different areas and duplicate and mix them up. Colours are a mixture of ultra marine, cerulean blue and zinc white.
It’s the top half of a painting of spode on a sunny day .There isn’t much progress yet so I decided to this rather than show you a progress picture. I’ve just been too busy.
Anyway more to come I have a new painting to start of Jupiter to get done by Friday … Help
I decided to paint a mermaid but didn’t want it to be Disneyish. So I’ve used a photo of a victorian painting to work from. Obviously that face was not blue and I have changed the image in other ways to make it more interesting. I don’t have much more to do to it but I have left it for the moment. I will probably finish it off in the next couple of days..
Your sky is trapped up high,
Below the stars you spy
Cerulean blues,
Ultramarine hues.
Tiles and bricks embrace
a pale blue face,
Reflecting windows catch the rays
of sunlight dappling through leaves.
No clouds can dampen your topaz sight.
slow shading to darkest night.
Trapped blue, without rain,
tomorrow shine out again.
Like Poseidons trident, copper, turquoise green,
You stand gaunt against the sky.
A foregone, forgotten, street light or gaslamp?
Still holding your shape,
like an ancient but modern sculpture,
battling the elements, salt spray, sea mists. ..
Atop a castle keep? No arch of stone,
barrier to tide.
To light the lonely home after one too many?
Find their mackerel way back from the fishmongers?
Spent a day out at sea and you, lighthouse, cast a gentle glow?
Find solace for the bereaved,
a tristing place away from the town?
Seafront, sentinel, what did you Sea?
Blue knots of electricity,
Shoot across the sky,
Bang and bash the clouds,
Thousands of feet high.
Thunder bursts my ears,
Fights across the sky,
Light a fire in trees,
So that they will die.
Light and air explode,
Giving spark to life,
Never ending power,
Cutting like a knife.
Thunder now and rain.
Blue lightning shines so bright,
Water streaming down,
Electric, awesome, might.
Drawing this made the white of my screen appear orange when I had finished it.
Orange is Blues contrasting colour, but Blue can be warm or cold, but you don’t often hear of Cold Orange unless it is juice out of the fridge… anyway here us another Mad, Bad, poem….
I am BLUE, you too? Are you blue with cold?
Are your lips blue? and are you feeling old?
SKY is blue, cerulean too, depending on the view.
SEA itself can be quite blue with turquoise or greenish hue.
Notes fall up and then crawl down, JAZz can be real blue. a complicated time for you…life can reallymake you BLUE
Blue BIRDS sing, make notes ring,
Blue of a cloudless sky,
we wish, all the summer through.
Mallaband-Brown