First off, I loved that secquence in Fantasia with the pegasi and centaurs. I always thought they were elegant and graceful. Woodland creatures of winter has been my theme recently. A painting prayer for snow, perhaps. Here’s me as Mr. Tumnus.
Short legs. Thanks to Dan for the comment about the brown trees.
Thought I’d practice some figures without attention to the background. Painting over geometric canvas. It is huge and I started from the bottom. If there were more room at the top, imagine stick figure gazelles.
Thought, I would make a little painting., 5×7. The gecko is a bit big for those rocks. I wish that Barbie had an indoor climbing gym. That would be so cute. And then when Barbie goes to climb it she realizes she has no elbows and knees, but she can use her breasts on some foot holds.
I don’t remember why I wrote down fox in my ideas for paintings notebook, but well, there you go. I like the idea of going through the animals in all the kingdom just so I know which ones I like painting best. Wintry scene for a winter day… I’m not sure how to paint rain… Will work on it.
Aaron and I went bouldering today. We were discussing human’s fascination with doing stuff it wasn’t designed to do. Like flying. Here are some mountain goats in their element.
Hurakami’s “What I talk about when I talk about running” mentions a white heron flying over him while he’s running. I don’t remember the last heron I’ve had in a painting, but it’s been too long. The deer’s head looked too small, so I added petals. Ear/Antlers= Earlers….? Don’t ask me about the flower hanging upside down… I’ll tell ya, anyways. The paint dripping looked too much like a sperm for me to leave it as it was.
“If I am driving, I may have a commission for you, I can work on the message later….a forest floor a-flutter with birds, little chains about their limbs, grazing deer, little blood spots, empty shackles.”
Working on a commission is painting blind. I don’t see the image, just the components. I don’t know how detailed the image is, so the impression is ephemeral, a ghost of a painting. I am not sure if I am finished with this or if it’s a rough draft of something beautiful and intricate to come.
First painting of the year! My father sent me a slew of pictures of his surroundings. Photographs of Dollywood in winter and the antique couches at my grandmother’s house. One of these paintings is the photo of a farm. Used as reference for this picture. I had seen Fantastic Mr. Fox that day (it was Christmas, I now remember) and the farm scene spoke to me, reminding me of Mrs. Foxes paintings of lightning storms striking toward similar pastoral landscape. Today, I added the horse. I was thinking about what I like about art, about Craola and spirit animals that make me feel serene and looked after, and inspired.
During this process, I had a hard time exacting the eye, and then the muzzle, and created these odd lines instead of bean shapes and decided to run with that texture for the rest of the figure.
