Some days I think it would be very useful to have a crane, the mechanical sort or the bird. Either would do but, come to think of it, the bird sounds like more fun. Anyway, I imagine it plucking me from wherever I am and whatever I am doing and placing me gently but decidedly at my work table in my studio. Oh, how I get caught up in doing other things. I don't know why it is so hard to climb those stairs some days, as I am always happier once I am up there painting.
This morning I decided to work on a painting that I started when we were in Ogunquit, Maine a couple of summers ago.
I love rocks. I love hearts. I guess it should be no surprise then that I love heart-shaped rocks. I originally had two rocks in my painting but found a third small one this morning in my rock collection and so added it to the composition. They look like they belong together--a family of rocks, a family of hearts. I like the symbolism.
The painting is on paper that I don't often use. It was in a old, small Canson Montval sketchpad that seemed the right size to pack for our trip. I quite like the texture of it and the way it handles the paint. I definitely will use it again.
As I was working today, I was feeling the echoes of another painting I did a long time ago. I dug it out so that you can see it. It's actually half a painting. I did it from some photos that my brother took many years ago when he worked for a week or so in Pond Inlet, a remote Inuit community on the northern shore of Baffin Island in Nunavut. (He was there as part of his medical residency. He's a psychiatrist.) I was very unhappy with the top part of the painting, the water, so I cut the painting in two. I don't remember ever having done that before but it worked: I was happy with the rocks, spent a good deal of time painting them and there was enough interest in them for them to be the focal point.
To give credit where credit is due, my daughter Emma took the photo of me working in my studio.
(I have retaken some of the photos I took yesterday. I may post them in yesterday's post--a before and after--or in a new one. I'm making some progress working with my new camera.)
November 10, 2011
Rocks and Hearts
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i think you can imagine just how much i love this
ReplyDeleteMargie-- ♥ :)
ReplyDeleteThese watercolor rock paintings are amazing ! full of soul (don't know if this sounds english) You are so talented, it is quite IMPOSSIBLE to paint rocks !!!!
ReplyDeleteLucile--Your English is very good(as always). And what you wrote was so encouraging and meaningful to me that I burst into tears! Merci.♥
ReplyDeleteI agree, it's ever so tricky & difficult to give "life" to a rock in a painting, but well, you did it very talentedly ! xoxo
ReplyDeleteSonia--Thank you. :)
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