That last warm Friday at Wave Hill with the Hudson River and the Palisades.
It’s been hard to get back to painting. Open studio events, ugly politics welded to free-falling media blasts, this-old-house maintenance projects, a holiday: too many intense distractions. So I finally forced myself to turn off the internet and the iStuff, and created a piece to throw to the cheap seats. Drama, contrast, liberal brushstrokes, and a gorgeous scene from a favorite place—I’m starting to remember how to paint again while that other stuff begins to peel away.
My workflow always includes plenty of patience to allow wet paint to dry before moving on to another section. I have learned to cover dried areas with good-quality drawing paper to shield work from paint splatters and drips. With all those dark pine needles—the last thing to be worked on in this composition—I had to be very disciplined in protecting the sky and other finished areas from that stray splat of dark paint.
NO: email and Facebook. YES: petting a sleeping cat in the box by my easel, getting a refill of decaf, music by Karrin Allyson, Kate Ceberano, Christine Ebersole, Stacey Kent.
A daily walk, timed to observe the sunset, is part of the workflow. Yesterday I photographed some spectacular Prospect Park color and last night I dreamt about the next painting that will be started later this week.
Fabriano Artistico cold press, 300 lb, 21.5″ x 14.25″s