Found yesterday by my daughter while cleaning in the basement. She also found some of my mom’s books including a first edition of a D.H.Lawrence poetry book (#29 of 1000) signed by his wife. This little undated painting is of my parents standing outside a house they rented in the South of France. This brought back many happy memories. I did this from a photo but I’m not sure where the photo is. I caught something of my parents in it especially my father’s thin legs.
Ideas generate ideas and the more art you do the better. Lying in bed this morning I thought of some things I may do on this one: markings in the white space, words, borders around the whole or the individual squares and such. On the other hand I like this. It looks clean (although I could have done a better job with the placement of the squares) and seems pretty complete.
I painted a background on which to mount the second woven painting. I did these for fun but I’m thinking if I ever had a little exhibit I’d frame and show them. They are a bit irregular which bothers my OCD but it is what it is.
These are the edges of the woven piece from yesterday. Not exactly a grid because they are all different sizes but I may try doing a Kerfe style grid with even squares. There is something about this I like. I like how the colors work together and how it moves from the blues to the pinky oranges.
This time I cut a painting on the paper cutter inadvertently leaving the first strip attached at the edge. This kept the original image somewhat together.
I stuck the little squares I cut off down the sides. It’s not glued down though. I did glue down the first one on black painted watercolor paper.
Here’s a closeup of the second one. This was the abstract I posted last week.
I am thinking of doing some very small weavings for my greeting card supply.
Sometimes a painting just doesn’t work out. This is one of those times.
Oh well. Not every painting has to be a masterpiece. Featured image is the finished one; I added big swaths of black but that didn’t really help either. An example of the process, folks!
When Kerfe was over I showed her my art room. There’s a big pile of paintings on a little table where I toss them. I pulled this one out randomly (it was done a long time ago) and Kerfe said I’d never posted it. So I am, today. Pretty large, gouache resist, don’t remember when I painted it exactly.
This started out as lines on a large sheet of paper. It became a face wearing a beehive hat (no bees though, those are leaves).