painting walls and canvases
Here are a few shots of a painting begun several days ago. The painting is only about forty five minutes in. I’m not entirely certain I am going to leave the painting composition as is, or if I am going to change it. I may turn both the woman and cello inward. I’m hesitant to say much about the painting, in that my ideas are still in a relatively early stage.
My Islip studio is not altogether private, and so I am unable to paint figurative works there. This has been a frustration for me, especially after the success of the painting Anna, which I did in Florence. But, I’m glad to say that I’ve been able to find a studio in which I can work on figurative pieces. The studio in which I am painting is actually a part of the Hampton Studio of Fine Art, where I teach classes. I haven’t painted the human figure since I came back from Florence a year and a half ago. I’ve drawn the figure often, I’ve painted a quick sketch here and there, but I haven’t had any opportunity to paint a serious figurative piece. So, I’m very excited to be working on the painting of the cello and the woman.
Yesterday, I spent the entire day painting. Not painting canvases, but walls. The church has been so generous in allowing me to use their chapel as a studio, and so I am painting the walls as a token of gratitude.
Fortunately, today I painted canvases. In fact, I worked on portrait commissions. In between portrait commissions, I spent some time on “The Spackler,” as the painting has come to be called.
That’s all that I can show of this painting. My wife enjoys reminding me of the fact that all my paintings go through an awful stage of adolescence, much like I did. Proportions are strange, skin tone is bizarre, but the eyes are often pretty good. So, here is the eye of the spackling painting. More to come soon…