Tonights sky landscape artist

Subject, the millennium bridge in Gateshead.

Tonights landscape artist of the year was from Gateshead in the North East of England. The subject was the Millennium bridge. Nicknamed the winking bridge as the structure tips so the curved support moves downwards while the bridge part lifts upwards.

Instead of looking for an image on my phone I watched the programme and glimpsed various views of the bridge so it’s quite sketchy and I used up the green grey acrylic paint that I’d been using as a base coat for a painting.

Today’s painting

Bottle oven and swirls

I like painting bottle ovens on long thin canvases and I tend to use the shape of the side to make almost a yin yang curve. I might add some stars to the swirling sky. I’ve used mainly reds browns and oranges for the brickwork on the kiln. I need to go over the dark mortar and add some shading to the kiln to give it more shape. Acrylic on canvas.

Abstract?

A pattern of splodges and marks in ink and paint. What can I turn it into if I draw over it? I’m not sure, it might be a series of faces, eyes, animal heads. People dancing. Whatever is there I will try and find it.

There is a friend of mine on Facebook who creates art from patterns like ghus. She calls it Shibui Found Art. She creates wonderful pictures, maybe I can try and do something with this.

Self portrait

Collage, sponged black acrylic and ink. Then watercolour on top.

We were due to have a portrait drawing session yesterday but the server wasn’t working. So I decided to have an experiment and throw some ideas I’ve been playing with at the subject. The background wasn’t that important, it was more about texture and frustration than anything else. I missed meeting up with my college friends…..

Rose

A rose, red as blood. Thorns or thornless, a joyful thing. Here is life and beauty, scent of musk, blooms that attract bees and insects. I remember the rose bush at home when I was a child. It had bright pink roses climbing up some trellis work. We used to collect the petals and try and make scented water out of them. It didn’t really work, but it was fun trying. The rose bush must have been eight or ten feet high and as wide. In the summer the scent was fantastic. I remember it was next to an old shed and the paint on the door was green and bubbling off because of the sunlight. The contrast between the fresh roses and the shed door was so interesting….