Bouquet

I am not a fan of what are called “heavy body” acrylic paints. They are thick when they come out of the tube and need to be thinned with water or medium. Even with a Masterson palette to help keep them moist, acrylic paints dry too fast for my liking. It always feels like a race against time when I use them.

Enter fluid acrylics. They are not “heavy body” but come in pourable containers. The paint is the consistency of thick cream. A drop or two may be all I need or want, and while they do dry quickly, they are very easy to mix together into the colors I want. Smooth blending a brushwork is far more easily accomplished with fluid acrylics.

I spent about 3 days painting this because I had to correct mistakes and change this and that. All this is done with the fluid acrylics (Golden makes them, and Liquitex has their own equivalent, as do other manufacturers), a bit of color at a time. While the time element before they dry is still there, I don’t feel the waste of using too much paint – I am pretty good at figuring out how much I need before they dry on the palette. An advantage of acrylic paint over oils is that they do dry quickly, and a painting can be worked on in multiple dry layers throughout the course of the day. Hair dryers help to speed up the drying, too!

Acrylic paints can dry within 5-10 minutes, or even sooner, which is what I find so frustrating about them when using the heavy body ones, and drove me to give up on them altogether. I switched to oils, which I really enjoy, but using these fluid acrylics is a lot of fun, and I can work more quickly.

So, a bouquet. I am not totally sure if this painting is a “success” or not. Parts of it seem a bit peculiar once I see the painting as a scan. I like the window and green that is beyond the glass, as well as the window frame itself. The flowers are decent, but perhaps need more contrast and drama. The glass bowl is also okay. However, the “shadow” area in the lower left seems to not quite belong.

Whatever! I will leave it as is, generally pleased with this attempt.

Fluid acrylic paint (Golden and Liquitex), 11×14 Fredrix canvas pad, unmounted.

All on a Saturday Afternoon

There are times when it seems all the piddly little things pile up and I spend my days doing them, like a list of a million bits of this and that. It gets depressing. It is important to do more than just tasks and chores and the to-do list. Today, after spending too much time on oil painting and working on getting myself organized, I just pulled out the gouache and some paper and played.

First around, trying a paper that I haven’t tried before. This is an inexpensive cotton paper with a decent texture for watercolors, but too much texture for gouache. I had forgotten that gouache is much better on smooth paper. I chose flowers as it is summer time.

I have yellow cosmos – a bit past their prime – in the front yard. A tall, jolly mess!

Here, echinacea. I often grow it, but this year did not. I like the way the petals fall back and the center is bright orange and black with bits of yellow. Not a good painting – too dark and messy.

Mullein is a wild plant but it has been hybridized to grow in colors such as pale yellow, lavender-pink, and whitish. It is normally a yellow flowering plant with dark centers. I have thought of growing them but so far haven’t. Maybe next summer.

And then, I moved on to a smoother paper. Here, a coastal scene with rocks and sea and clouds and a distant shoreline. Here in California the coastal fog comes and goes, making for some chilly summer days!

I like this one the best, in part because it was easier to paint on smooth paper. Gouache is such a fun medium as it is easy to use, never looks real but does, and so on and so forth.

Altogether, a nice way to spend an afternoon outdoors ignoring the list of petty crap that seems to be dominating my life these days . . . .

Under a Rain of Acorns

Yesterday I decided to finally go on a bit of a hike by myself. With a bit of trepidation, I told people where I was going, had my phone, and watched where I put my tootsies. The result was a slow meander, camera in hand, down the Chumash Trail. Housed within the area of this park is the Chumash History Museum, closed weekdays, but worth a visit.

Overhead, the half moon could be seen above the trees and glimpses of the mountainous ridges above. The pathway beneath the trees was dark and shadowy.

Though it is just weeks away from winter, here in SoCal we are experiencing dry weather, sometimes warm, sometimes cold. This morning I woke to the news that Malibu is, once again, in flames. An ironic bit as I thought I should walk down the Chumash before it burns again as I knew the east winds were on their way.

My favorite old, old tree is gone, with only a reminder of its former grandeur and an empty sky overhead.

Grasses, flowers, poison oak, toyon were present, too – some plants I could name, others I could not, but it was just a pleasure to be out, looking for deer and squirrels – listening to the birds – canyon wrens mostly, an occasional crow – and to the patter, patter of the acorns.

And, of course, everywhere are oak trees! Some scorched, some fallen, some cut down and left to return to the earth after the fire. Each tree has its own lovely and crazy shape and form, like dancers bending and arching. The Chumash Trail is a magical place and one which soothes the soul as only a walk under the trees can . . .

Ikebana

Ikebana – the beautifully simple and elegant Japanese art of flower arranging.

I don’t know if this would qualify as an elegant flower arrangement, but it is an interesting arrangement of lines and shapes, disguised as an ikebana painted on canvas. Colors, too. And a reflection on a semi-shiny surface. I wanted to explore open space in a painting and how to fill it fairly simply. Maybe an austere environment?

As with the gladioli the other day, I used fluid acrylics on a cotton canvas mounted on board. Many of the same techniques were used, too – vertical and horizontal brushwork using a 1/2 flat brush. When I had reached a point of needing to “finish” the painting, it just didn’t work. I wanted to add some swirls of lines, vetoed it, and decided that some softer shapes with a bit of curve might work. The flowers and leaves were dotted and dabbed in to take away the vertical and horizontal lines of the original ones. I think this worked. But, as this is so different than what I seem to do – a new area of exploration – I am not really sure about it at all!!

Fluid acrylics on cotton canvas on board, 11×14.

Memories of Spring

Memories of Spring

Sometimes we ignore one hobby for another. Photography is one of those. My focus of late is on other adventures, but looking through old photos – digital or analog – is something always worthwhile. All looks different from the distance of time. Here, some daffodils taken last spring with my Nikon Z6ii and 50mm lens, and modified to match this morning’s mood, which is rather grey and gloomy and monochrome with a bit of color.