Mostly Ephemeral

Right after I took the class at Wet Paint, I cut up different shapes and types of shapes from different types of paper, mostly items from the mail.  I’ve been taking out different “sets” of shapes and playing around with them.  

With the circles, I tried arranging them in different ways. For several things that seemed remotely interesting, I snapped a photo, because gluing these all down would have taken too much time.

I like this second version better.

Yesterday, I played around with some squiggly shapes and decided to glue those down.

I am enjoying this form of play. 

Ephemeral

This morning, I decided to test two different papers to see if they could handle watered down paint.  The answer was no.  After I painted them, but before they were fully dry and started to curl up, I took one page and started playing around with some cut up paper pieces I made. 

At some point in the mass of shapes, I went from looking at the relationship of the cut pieces to each other and became aware of the negative space in the blue between the shapes and grooving on that. 

I didn’t care that the blue and purple isn’t the greatest color exploration.  I wasn’t trying to complete anything, which is good because the paper has curled terribly and the pieces are loose and have shifted.  I just enjoyed starting my day this way and capturing this moment.

Back To Doing

I am back to doing or am slowly getting back to doing.  Doing what?  Something. Anything.  I don’t know.  At the core is a need to create and explore.  One thing I know is that doing leads to documenting.

Not long after finally creating something, I took a class at Wet Paint.  It was about self care and collage, so I’ve been playing around with shapes and not getting concerned about the results.  

I don’t even know what this is, but I created it.

This did not turn out initially or now, but I put it to good use and experimented.

Layer one was in Neocolor IIs (water soluble) used in the way I have used them in the past.  Since I didn’t like the result, I used a water brush, let that dry, and put more color on top with Neocolor Is (not water soluble).  I can see myself pushing this further and playing with this more.  

Current Direction

What have I been up to, creatively?  I’ve taken two classes at Wet Paint that were both quite good and interesting in their own way.  One was about haptic drawing.  I can’t say that I “get it”, but I want to both explore my mark making when drawing and also the mindfulness component of it.  The mark making comes from the realization that I mostly do not like the lines that I draw, so I want to explore mark making and expand my mark making vocabulary.  After this class, I thought I’d start a practice of doing several of these per week and thought it would be an easy way to keep up a creative habit during a time of being busy, but that’s not how it went.  

I also took a two session class with Monica Fogg about color.  I got some good food for thought from this class.  In applying that, we did some studies of a simple scene where the point was not the scene, to make anything pretty, or to finish anything at all.  The point was to explore the impact of color in a somewhat structured way.  The exercise is somewhat mechanical, but Monica said (and it makes a lot of sense to me) that continuing to explore this scene in different ways with the things she taught will help with making better, or perhaps more deliberate, choices down the road.  

Here’s one of the studies using complementary colors and with a muted/low chroma and a scarcity of some high chroma.  In class, everyone else was using watercolors, but I don’t have the experience with those, so I used Neocolor II crayons.

Throughout the month and after the 2nd class last week, I just got too busy and was too tired to do much creatively.  That’s mostly due to the demands of work and that should start to let up a bit in a couple of weeks.  This has also impacted my gardening, since I’ve got seeds to start where it should have been better to start them several weeks ago and I really do want to get lettuce planted outside. 

On Thursday night, I was so fried that I didn’t even feel like myself, which is a horrible way to feel.  I went down to my art corner in the basement and just played.  I did that again last night.  I started to play around with watercolor, which normally would have been a terrible idea since I really don’t know what I’m doing but instead I had fun and it did help to cleanse my brain. 

This morning, I went down to explore roundish things with watercolor.  The orange was first.  Next up was the apple.  The pear was last.  I should have quit before I started the pear, since I was getting tired and I think that shows.  It’s a challenging medium, but I had fun exploring.  

I need to use less water and I also need to use more patience!

For the next several weeks, I think I want to work on some more color schemes and also to play with watercolor.  Maybe, I’ll also try to do several haptic drawings. 

Keeping Up The Habit

I have been creating, but have not had much time for posting.  Here are two recent paintings for Art 4 Shelter.  For the second one, normally I would take another picture and crop it better, since the picture I took was very crooked but I don’t have time.

Here is another one that I started.  It’s a little wacky, but I keep finding myself wanting to look at it.  I’m thinking that I should continue to push things like this and see where it takes me.  I wish painting class was still going on, so I could get some feedback about it.  I will do a background, but I’m going to wait a day or two.

Rest Day(s)

Since painting class finished up, I’ve painted somewhere between 5-6 days each week.  While I would like to be at 7 days per week, deciding up front that painting most days or a the majority of days during the week is the right place for me.

I can take responsibility and commitment too far and I think that contributed to losing my art practice during most of the pandemic.  I kept at it because I felt like I should do it and I wanted to do it, but I was also burned out and lacked the energy or the right type of energy to draw and paint.  I pushed myself too far when it would have been far better to turn down the responsibility and turn up the rest.  

Rest may sound like a funny word to use for this.  However, I’ve been thinking about rest in a different way.  I’ve started exercising regularly with 5 days of exercise and 2 days of rest.  I really need the rest days.  They support and allow me to show up more fully on the exercise days.  

When I’m a certain combination and level of brain and body tired, painting drains rather than nourishes.  Sometimes, I’ll push through and paint anyway, but sometimes taking the day off is a better choice. 

Here are two paintings from this week.  I’ve painted from this photo before.

I did not have a plan when I painted this one, plus I rushed in places and was not careful mixing colors.  This will not being going into the stack for Art 4 Shelter. Even so, I wanted to document it. 

The Calm Before the Storm

In spite of this winter dragging on and on and on with things like record setting snow or yesterday’s morning temperature of 9 degrees (windchill of minus 7), I am not talking about that type of storm.  Later this afternoon, the house will be full with 9 people to play cards and have dinner.  While I am looking forward to this and it should be a blast, I feel rusty with hosting social gatherings.  My spouse has a healthy accumulation of vacation at work, so he took some time off this week and really shouldered the burden of getting ready with doing a ton of errands and cleaning.  

There’s still a list of things to get done today, but it feels manageable.  

When I got up this morning, the house was quiet.  I brewed some tea, sat in a chair with two house cats close by, and looked at pictures on the IPad.  For painting, I want to work on landscapes or outdoor scenes and I want to work on 5” by 7” pieces, so I can give them to Art 4 Shelter if they turn out.  

What I’m finding is that when I am looking in my pictures, I am drawn to scenes that have too much detail.  I like detail.  I like complexity.  I like lots of fussy little bits. That leads to poor choices for what I want to currently explore, especially when working small. 

As a result, I spent time this morning slowing down to look at some of my photos in a new way to find both interest and less details. This meant cropping like crazy. 

I am not sure I was completely successful, but I have several pictures that I want to explore.  It was a good exercise and it was a good way to start out on a busy day.  It also has me thinking about being more aware of those simple scenes and settings around me at any time, so I can generate some new photos to explore. 

Also, here is a painting from earlier this week. I think this was a reasonable photo choice, but I don’t want to go with anything more complicated than this and less complex would probably be better.  

Lots and Lots and Lots of Choices

Sunday was the last painting class and I am a little sad about that.  It was good to see Kat and learn from her.  It was good to have homework.  It was a really good group of people.  

One part of our homework was to paint from a photo taken by one of the people in the class.  I tend to stay in my comfort zone and paint relatively simple scenes most of the time.  In comparison, this one had a lot going on.  Also I took the assignment literally and painted directly from the photo.  Cropping or adjusting it did not occur to me.  There was a good overall discussion about this in class, so that was learning moment.

The other learning moment was just about everything with this painting.  It really drove home that all of this is a series of choices.  Some work and some don’t.  I am feeling more comfortable with that at the moment and don’t feel as constricted or stuck. 

I worked on this on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, since I’ve had to work in smaller blocks of time.

In class on Sunday, I started a landscape and did not get very far with it.  In class, it was hard to find my way.  When I got lost in the drawing, I ended up putting some of the pieces in the foreground to help place things.  It felt good to work this through to completion when I finished it up tonight.  Once again, I was more aware of all of the choices and that some worked and some did not.  

I like the reference photo and am sure that I will revisit it at some point after I’ve tried some other landscapes.  

Learning, Again, and A Look Back

Tomorrow is the last week of Kat’s painting class.  I’m a little sad about that but am so happy that it’s gotten me painting again, plus I’ve really enjoyed the group of people in class.  

In so many ways it felt like starting over and/or that I have been relearning things.  One of the things that surprised me (but shouldn’t have) is that continuing to show up and work in the face of frustration is the best thing to do, because usually some sort of break through or ease tends to follow.  

This week painting has been enjoyable and I feel like several of my paintings just sort of happened.  Not everything has worked, but I’ve felt more presence and ease.  The prior week everything felt like a struggle.  

Here is one of the two paintings since I last posted.  I am almost done with the annoying black paper that I purchased and am using up!  Darn paper.  It tears sometimes into the painted part when you pull it up.

I went a little overboard with the reflections back up on the paper, but I explored that a lot this week along with just picking unabashedly loud background colors.  

The look back is, of course, to three years ago today.  When I was looking at my phone, Google popped up a series of photos I took exactly three years ago and it was like traveling back in a time machine.  Even before I looked up my blog post from that day, I remembered that it was a Wednesday and I had been planning to go to the Minneapolis Institute of Art to see an exhibit that was closing soon.  I decided to risk going, because I really wanted to and I also thought it might be the last opportunity to do something like this for awhile.  I remember not touching any door handles with my bare hands and other things like that and, at the time, those precautions felt so foreign.  

I suspect a lot of people will be looking back and thinking about the before time.

At times, I’m aware of the continued impact.  One area is that while I enjoy and crave social connection, it’s so much harder to initiate.  Really long or large social interactions also seem to take a lot more energy than the before time.  Last week was the MONDO juggling festival and when I was talking to some friends, I felt reassured that I am not the only one feeling like this.  

One of the other losses throughout much of the pandemic was my art practice.  I just could not muster the energy and brain power to keep it going, so I let it mostly drift away and it’s taken three years to get back to a new starting place.  

Periwinkle Magic

I love the magic of mixing color.  When I set up to paint last night, I used a periwinkle piece of paper because I liked it with the other colors.  Time has been limited, so my set-ups have been rather slap-dash.  

I try not to get hung up on getting the exact color, but also wasn’t sure how to mix a periwinkle with the colors on my palette.  Last night, the magical thing happened where I just mixed rather than get all tight and constricted by consciously thinking about it.  I didn’t labor over it or spend forever trying to mix it.  At one point, it just seemed like adding a little Phthalo Blue Green Shade was the right thing to do and, viola, a periwinkle color appeared!  It also was pretty darn close to the color of my paper. 

One Stroke Per Color

Both painting yesterday in class and today at home, I have felt so free and I think it’s opened me up a little to seeing things I don’t normally see.  The assignment has been to do one stroke per color, so I’ve been enjoying trying to get as much mileage out of each paint stroke as possible which has meant both being strategic and just going for it!

While I think playing with color, overall, is one of the reason I’m drawn to painting and using a limited palette, I’m also really having fun seeing how many ways I can make a size 10 bright brush twist around places I want to go. 

After fighting with myself all last week, this is such a welcome shift.  

Here are the two paintings from class, yesterday and last night’s painting.

Ahhhhh.  The blue shadow of the paper bouncing up on the orange was so pronounced it was easy to see.  When I got this one home, I did work to fix this a bit, so it conforms to the shape better. 

This is last night's painting.  I should have stopped a bit earlier, since I did start to get a little fiddlely, but I was having too much fun. 

This might be a good way to thing about approaching the "base" layer of my paintings, since one of my bad habits is to delve into detail too quickly!

This pear is past it's prime and I think I need to buy another pear.  Mixing up Pthalo Blue (Green Shade), Hansa Yellow Opaque, and Quin Magena into the "dirty" yellow-green of a pear has added to the fun so far this week.    

A Series of Unfortunate Choices

A different person in the class committed to paining mugs all week and wasn’t thrilled about it.  I was actually a bit excited to try some new things, but was surprised by how much I struggled.  It was a tough week.  Time.  Drawing.  Composition.  Paint strokes.  Concentration.  You name it.

This may sound incredibly dour and negative, yet it’s actually not that bad.  It’s good to be painting again.  It’s good to paint a little every day, even on really busy days.  Last and most important, it feels like I learned a lot.

Here are this week’s paintings.

There are the paintings from class last week. 

I Am Not A Baseball

One of the pieces of citrus fruit I am painting is a mandarin and I got it because of the part on the top that looks like a little hat. The first time I tried to paint it, the hat did not work out. This time it went better and this one is not an orange baseball. 

It may sound a little woo-woo, but most (or all) of the time when I paint I think I’m just in my head/brain.  Since that’s where I am most of my life, I am trying to be more present by occasionally doing things like being aware of my feet on the ground and stuff like that.  When I was painting this one, I made a concentrated effort to stay more aware of my physical presence and also to consider the object that I’m painting in a different way.   

Here are the other two pieces to round out the week.

I almost always set things up in a particular way.  For this one, the fruit was placed on its side.

Class is today, so here is the last homework piece from yesterday.  I started down the path of too many layers in the orange and lost the individual paint strokes, which led to losing distinct parts of the shape. Rather than stop, I added layers that were more like washes.  

This week one of the things I enjoyed the most was working on mixing different colors of orange, in addition to just getting back to painting every day. 

Orange Baseballs

The last two nights, I have thought about the idea of painting while I'm also feeling connected and grounded right after I'm done painting for the evening.  Tonight, I am going to try remember to actually do that before I begin.  

Before we had two storm fronts that moved through and dumped a ton of snow, I purchased two different types of citrus to use as I practice.  I'm rusty, so I'm having some trouble building volume and shape.  As a result, I think these more closely resemble orange baseballs rather than my actual citrus subjects.  That's one of the bigger challenges.  

On a more cheerful front, I am enjoying mixing colors and playing with paint strokes.

It's also been good to get the area where I paint a little more organized. 

That Was A Very Long Hiatus

It's been awhile.  I wish I could say that I really missed the blog, but I did not.  

During my break, I didn't not completely shy away from creative activities, but I did take a break from the ones that stretch me the most and therefore take more energy.  As a result, I have not been drawing or painting.  

Since the start of 2023, there's been a little voice inside that has been getting a little louder over time that it's time to get back to it.  Recently, I signed up for a class at the Minnesota Center for Books and one at Wet Paint.   I signed up for a two session class at Wet Paint with Monica Fogg and was very disappointed that it was cancelled.  Still, the two classes that I did take helped me feel like I was bringing my creativity muscle back online so that it's ready to work and grow.      

One of the Wet Paint classes was both about art, specifically mark making, and meditation.  In one exercise, we were experimenting with getting in touch with our breath and making marks during that time.  I found myself getting frustrated that my breath seems like such a soft thing in comparision to making lines and other marks.  I kind of wanted to make bold marks, but that's not how my breath "felt".  

I found myself returning to think about this over the next few days and a tiny "aha" moment appeared.  One of the reasons to get back to drawing and painting is to have these types of things to ponder.  It just makes life more interesting to think about why does my breath seem incongruent with bold, strong mark making.  

This weekend, I painted several times.  That was a warm up for today, since today was the start of a short session learning to paint from Kat Corrigan again.  I have been really looking forward to today.  It seems like a really good group of people, Kat creates a very welcoming environment, and it's just good to back at it again.

I feel really rusty, but I am also ready to practice, again.  

Here is the first painting after the long hiatus.  It actually felt pretty good.  The next two did not flow at all. 

Here's the one from class today.  I like some of the colors that I mixed.  I should have stopped earlier, since I think it was in a better place than when I finished.  

It's been nice to get into the flow of this type of focus again.  It goes back to feeling like I've taken a vacation to the other side of my brain.  I also completely lost track of time.  At the same time on the way home, I was thinking about the art-making and mediatation class at Wet Paint and I realized that I spent the entire time in class today in my head.  Another thing to think about or try is being fully present when I'm painting in terms of things like occasionally checking in with my breath, being aware of my feet on the floor, and things like that.