New paintings and regular art updates.
Finished Lake painting I started a week ago. It’s of a lake, I think I’m the Lake District, the reference photo was from a friend in the Orme Group of artists. I may have somewhere to show it for a few weeks. It will be for sale. And suddenly I’m painting again. My arm is still shaking and it cramps up when I paint, and the lines wobble a bit but I have to paint. I just have to.
Photoshop landscape using mosaic photos to break up the image. It’s an interesting effect but is it a bit jarring? The secrion of the sky seems to have too many black bits I’m it. This is years old and I can’t remember when I did it. I have numerous pictures that I created over several years. I am very interested in artistic experiments. X
A few of trees I drew a couple of years ago. Pencil on paper. It’s nice to find these memories on Facebook. It reminds me of what I was doing then. I wish I was still going out and doing this. I think we had gone out to a National Trust property but have no idea where it was!
I went to our Art Group today. It was good to kick-start myself back into painting again. Struggled a bit because of my shaking arm. I’m like a wobbly jelly.
It was going to be a different painting, but when I got to the venue there was no WiFi available so I couldn’t find the reference photo I wanted to work from. This painting took about three hours so far. I’ve got to work out the reflections and the sky.
A drawing of Sunflowers from a photo of a Summer thunderstorm in North Dakota, by Thomas Kee (used with his permission). I’m using felt pens and building up the colours light to dark.
I can’t find the photo of a finished painting. It had more detail on the wooden supports between the panes of glass. The paint was peeling off and chipped and that’s what attracted me to the image. I’m the final version you can see me and my phone reflected in the surface. It’s an image of the Spode factory site. Stoke on Trent, Staffordshire.
Sunset, watercolour, February 2021.
I had been for a walk with a good friend and walked a lot further than I thought I could. Oh what a difference a year makes. I couldn’t walk a third of that distance now. Every time I think I’m going to go for a walk something seems to stop me. For instance this weekend was lovely, but I had an upset stomach (too much information?), so I stayed home. I’m getting increasingly frustrated by this. I want to be out there, walking, painting, being back to normal. Instead I’m just burbling away here. Spinning out my old memories into a web of comfort that doesn’t equate to doing things for real.
I asked my hubby what he was thinking about when he stood at the edge of the lake. He said, just the distance, the weather, how calm the water was. The cool breeze, the reflections.
It sounds lovely and calm. No fears, no worries. I said to him, think of it again at bed time. Let it dispel any anxieties or worries. Just picture yourself on the bank, looking out. Let your mind drift away to quiet thoughts and gentle sounds. I might just try and do the same myself tonight.
I went to our Orme Art group today and as I only had limited time I decided to draw from one of my photos from yesterday. It had to be a patch of snowdrops. So evocative of winter. It’s a felt pen sketch. I drew the light areas first then filled in around them. Probably took 90 minute’s.
Two views of a hill in Rode Hall. One turned upside down to make it look like a reflection in a lake. The white in the grass on the photo is a carpet of tiny snowdrops. I got such a lot out of going out, although I was surrounded by a lot of people which made me quite nervous. I’m glad we went. It was a spur of the moment thing after seeing a video about it on Facebook.
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