I have been working on a painting that has been sitting unfinished in my studio for over a year and I find my self continually scraping paint off and layering paint on and I still have a lot to do before I’m finished. I’m searching for a color pop…something that will really make this painting glimmer…
So, here is my unfinished work…
I have painted two other cello paintings, this will be my third. This one is my daughter Tera, who played left handed cello in our family band for years.
I’ll go ahead and post the other two so you can see them…
Personally, I just love how these turned out.
I’ll be back at it tomorrow and I’m hoping it will all come together.
Today I spent some time cleaning my studio and deciding what to start on next. I found an old plein air painting that I never varnished, so I put a quick coat on it.
Then I decided to pull out an old unfinished painting that I have struggled with for over a year. I set it up on the easel and will delve into finishing it tomorrow… at least I’m hoping to finish it tomorrow. 🙂
I want to share my daughter’s postcards with you. She is selling them for a dollar a piece. Let me know in a comment if you’d like to purchase some and then I will let her know.
One thing I enjoy about listening to Kathie Odom talk about her painting process is that she loves to find stories behind the structures and landscapes that inspire her. When I saw this old building next to a corner gas station on a rather quiet road near Guthrie, Oklahoma, it intrigued me, especially with the early morning sun glowing on the old metal sliding door. But the round metal structure really was my focal point, and this morning I discovered something truly unique about it.
Here is a picture to refresh your memory or perhaps this is the first time you’ve seen it and you will now know what I’m talking about…
Here’s my story…
Once again we drove past this building on our way home from watching the sunrise at the lake. I wanted to stop, get out and refresh my memory of the place. It was then that I saw a man walk from the back of the building towards that round metal structure. He disappeared behind it. Bewildered, we decided it would be best to leave. I watched as the picket fence moved, but as we drove past I looked in between the building and the round tower and no one was there. The man had just disappeared.
Hours later we returned to the site and looked in between the fence and the round structure. There was a large section cut out and to our amazement there was an old outhouse inside, a single board with a hole in it. I guess the picket fence is the privacy door? Can you believe it? You could never tell from the road that the round metal structure was an old outhouse.
I have no idea what this old building was. Peaking in the window it just looks like it is full of trash and cardboard boxes. Maybe I’ll do some more sleuthing and find out. 🙂
Back to my painting…now I know that the focal point is an old outhouse. 😉
The palette is part of the process. I’ve decided to follow along with a painting video by Kathie Odom. She’s one of my favorite artists and she paints interesting places that tell a story to her. Today I’m using a palette that is modified from one that she uses.
Here are the colors chosen for this palette from right to left…
Cadmium Yellow Medium
Cadmium Yellow Deep
Cadmium Red Light
Cadmium Red Scarlet
I also did the block in of my painting today, as you can see in the photo. I actually progressed further than this today, but I’ll share that tomorrow.
Most every morning my potter daughter and I go to a nearby lake before sunrise, drink coffee and process our thoughts and then walk. Lately since I twisted my foot and can’t walk very well, we’ve had to skip the walking. There is something so glorious about seeing God’s masterful hand in the sunrise and sunsets. Definitely a great way to start the day.
On our way home I spied an old dilapidated building by the side of the road and the early morning rising sun was shining across the front of it. I stopped to take some photos and feel the place out.
This is the beginning of the process…getting inspired.
Then comes the sketch… This isn’t always easy, but will help me immensely when I start my painting.
A little honesty here… I have been so uninspired by the Oklahoma landscape. My dream always has been to paint oceans and mountains, places I remember that I loved when I was growing up. But just maybe I have been looking in the wrong places. Maybe I need to find the forlorn, the lonely, the cast off and begin to make beauty from ashes. This may be a new beginning for me…just maybe…