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Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by hemingway, Apr 22, 2021.
Then my work is done here
Thanks - but I do have the odd total failure. I just don't post them here.
I think I'll stick to photos rather than surround myself with blood and rotting flesh. No wonder they were all crazy.
I was referring to Bruce Springsteen releasing the 4-track demos to Nebraska rather than the fancy studio recordings.
ha, you're the second person to Rousseau me today.
Thanks, that's quite a compliment. I keep meaning to do something more solid about promoting and selling. One day . . .
I think if I wasn't a painter I would certainly collect other people's art. But my walls are too full of my own.
Yeah, I can't resist the blue. If it's not there I'll put it there.
Really lovely work! I love the contrast between the busy greenery and the very simple pot, table and background. It really jumps out nicely.
I'm a ceramics oriented guy, so when I see a classic form like the coffee pot, rendered with nice light, it's pretty exciting to me. Probably not what most people first look at, but the vessels are tops with me. Chardin's rendering of ceramics and copper pots are luscious.
Thanks, yes I like that contrast, too.
Yes, those Chardins are really something. Nice and rough and real. He does so much with so little.
My coffee pot is a Denby from about 1960. I have a whole set of it that my father left me. I should paint that stuff more often.
I do some painting myself, and capturing something that is changing before your eyes is a mental and physical challenge for sure. Especially for me, landscapes, which change by the minute.
I enjoy seeing your work here.
I have to confess that I cheat, in that I only work from photos.
But frankly I find landscapes so bewildering that even photos of them seem to change before my eyes.
I don't consider painting from photos "cheating".
The effect produced looks photographic, having a flatness and plain-spoken-ness that is unique to that method. Photos have served painters since their invention.
Consider the paintings of Ralph Goings and Chuck Close, both using photo sources with very different results.
I paint from life because that's the challenge I set for myself, and I accept that the results can be less than photographic, haha. The clock is constantly ticking, so compromise is necessary.
I would love to see the failures. I admire people who can paint or draw anything at all....
No, I don't really consider it cheating either.
I mainly work from photos because I can't draw, so it just gives me a chance to get my proportions manageable.
I don't know, maybe one day I'll go totally off-piste and drop any connection to realism. That seems to be a common element in artists' journeys.
But at the moment I'm still learning. I've only been seriously doing original works for less than a year.
Ha! I've painted over most of them. Those canvases aren't free, so the fails get re-used.
I can see you draw very well.
Since drawing is a skill as well as a talent, persistent practice always pays off.
Chardin, more than anybody, reminds me that the time before electric light was a very real place. And that time was as capable of subtlety and splendor as today.
If you want to give your friend a gift of the portrait, go to any "reprographics" shop that handles architectural drawings and they can do a scan and reproduction for you. It is not the same as taking a photo of the picture and reprinting it. They will have the original so they can match the color. Generally folks who work in that industry are enthusiasts so they do good work.
Absolutely. I think the reason why the impressionists are still so popular is that they painted with so much light (because they were able to paint outdoors after the invention of paint tubes) and that is much more in keeping with our modern way of seeing in an era where we take light for granted.
One interesting point I discovered when copying paintings from various eras is that, pre electric light, skin tones (on white people) in paintings were often a kind of brownish yellow, and they didn't become pink until the era of impressionism, when the artist wasn't squinting in the dark.
The guys making the dark paint colours must have gone out of business!
Fresh ground. Tasty.