Sixty-something woman shares ruminations as she plys the latter third of her life with the caveat that age entitles her to be absolutely outrageous whenever possible.
Monday, July 09, 2012
Animal portraits are so simple compared to portraying the whole magilla. All that measuring and conformation! Okay, I don't do that. I eyeball everything. I think there is joy in the spontaneous drawing and painting that I do. Well, it is a joy to execute. Whether it is a joy to look at, ah, that's the question. With this ditty, I took a page out of Wolf Kahn's book. It really doesn't matter what pigment he uses, it all works, as long as the value stays true. So I just noodled away, and this sweet filly just jumped up off the paper, dark grey paper in this case. Dark supports always produce more dramatic and dynamic images for me. No worry about pushing pigment into the tooth, no annoying holidays peaking through, little white spots that make an image look unfinished. Okay, you can see the paper here, too. However, it looks like I did that deliberately instead of just letting it be and not messing around with it any more. I love this image. There is an inviting expression on her face, like you just want to go get a bunch of carrots for her. I don't know how that happens. It just comes. How sweet is that!