I have a box of canvases that are paintings that I started but never finished. Every so often I like to go back to this box and revisit the forgotten “bones” of a previous work to see where a fresh perspective might take it. Here are a couple that I completed this week and uploaded to Fine Art America so they could be converted into textiles or larger, framed reprints.
I agreed to do a commission painting to recreate Chalk Cat, which was already sold. I knew the biggest challenge would be getting the values and colors right so instead of throwing paint around to see what achieved the desired results I decided to begin with a companion piece to use for experimenting and any mucking about I required. The companion is the same composition only a slightly older girl. I am only 24 hours into my work so it doesn’t look like much yet, but I can already see how it is going to come together. While Chalk Cat is a 24×36 canvas I decided to paint the girl on a 48×24 canvas. Instead of drawing a cat I think she’s going to be doing physics;)
With the close of 2017, I have to admit that the year for me was a mixed bag. While I could dwell for hours on all that went awry, like my fragrance allergies and my skin cancer diagnosis, I will instead focus on what an amazing year 2017 was for me as an artist!
By the close of 2017 I estimate that I sold over 25 paintings during the year, one of which was sold to a private collector in Australia. My debut in the land down under. We will see what 2018 brings, whatever that is, I’ll just keep swimming.
Sunday mornings, coffee, quiet and I paint. Like someone threw the window of my soul open after a long week at work and for awhile I remember who I am. A moment in my week when I am no longer defined by my health, my job or external circumstances.
Additional note 1/15/18
I think I’m finally done with revisions. She reminds me of growing up. I loved pretty clothes and fancy hair but then I’d walk to school though the swamp because it was more interesting than the view from the streets. My poor mother. My poor shoes.
A November rain on a dead potted plant. Exquisite. Prints and textiles on Fine Art America.
I’ve been working on a coupled of very, very large oil paintings over the last several months. While these works have been in process I’ve created a series of abstract paintings in acrylic. The resulting work always lends itself to beautiful prints and textiles.
Today I came home and discovered that I a painting I recently uploaded was featured in a collection titled “Spills” on their website. The best news was, my work wasn’t buried among the grouping, it appeared first.
24 x 36 oil on gallery stretched canvas. 325.00, edges are finished, hardware installed for immediate hanging. Comes with certificate of authenticity.