Since I last wrote my studio has become a laboratory of experimentation.
My treasure trove of collage pieces has found its way to new canvas and wood panels. Maps, wrapping paper, ticket stubs, tissue dress patterns, string, architecture text books, all torn and carefully glued.
Extra house paint, latex, is painted and rubbed on top of the texture.
Change the music.
Look some more.
Acrylics, pastels, charcoal over it all.
Throw me a Line Pal, 18″x 24″
Homeward Bound, 12″x 9″, High Country Art Gallery – Blue Ridge, GA
Loup Solitaire, 20″x 16″, sold
These new pieces can all be see at High Country Art Gallery in Blue Ridge, GA. More experiments are stirring in the studio with subject matter such as whales, turtles, horses, and insect life. Stay tuned.
This winter has been bitterly cold for some of you folks. It has been cold in Atlanta (12 degrees today plus wind), but we have nothing like the feet of snow piled at some of your doors. The lack of sunshine often brings on the winter blues for some.
Each new year I begin with a project or class to refocus my attitude and give me a case of anything but the blues.
This year I am taking an on-line class led by artists Carla Sonheim and Lynn Whipple. Last year I took a class with Carla on drawing faces.
I lived in Orlando so was familiar with Lynn’s work having admired it in festivals and studio open houses.
What could be more perfect than a blend of the two?
We are in month two of a year’s study. This is pure unadulterated fun. No talent or experience required. There is a monthly discussion of art business if you are slanted in that direction.
Here are a few of the projects I have completed.
The first exercises were one liners or as we used to call them in school, gesture drawings.
A little collage fun followed the one liner drawings.
A combination of new materials was ahead with plexiglass lessons!
My winter blues have been swept away with this art adventure. “All will be revealed” as the year rolls by. I challenge you to take a class, in person or on-line. It is a great reason to get up in the morning and have to show up. Blues be damned.