Category Archives: Oil Painting
Taking It Slow
I’ve done a little more work on my seascape. Not much, but enough that I’m starting to question myself and my choices. What I’ve been working on is the distant horizon. Before I put any paint on my palette or
Taking It Slow
I’ve done a little more work on my seascape. Not much, but enough that I’m starting to question myself and my choices. What I’ve been working on is the distant horizon. Before I put any paint on my palette or
Just Cover the Canvas
Today has been a somewhat frustrating day as far as my art goes. Nothing has really worked out quite the way I’d hoped. It’s my fault in many ways. To begin, my mind — and my peace of mind —
Just Cover the Canvas
Today has been a somewhat frustrating day as far as my art goes. Nothing has really worked out quite the way I’d hoped. It’s my fault in many ways. To begin, my mind — and my peace of mind —
Facing the Bugaboo
Last week I wrote about my bugaboo: getting a wide range of values in my drawings and paintings. I’m always concerned that my darks are too dark. I worry that my lights are too light. I make many value scales for practice, and I read all
Facing the Bugaboo
Last week I wrote about my bugaboo: getting a wide range of values in my drawings and paintings. I’m always concerned that my darks are too dark. I worry that my lights are too light. I make many value scales for practice, and I read all
Summer Leaves
As an artist who is still working to learn basic oil painting skills, nothing pleases me more than coming away from a painting session with something I actually like. I smile when I see this Summer Leaves painting: This is a
Summer Leaves
As an artist who is still working to learn basic oil painting skills, nothing pleases me more than coming away from a painting session with something I actually like. I smile when I see this Summer Leaves painting: This is a
Who I Am As an Artist
I’m catching up on a lot of art reading. During my painting and drawing hiatus, several months of Artist magazine piled up near my easel. I’m currently reading the March 2019 issue which is all about self-portraits. One article focuses on “Eye to
Who I Am As an Artist
I’m catching up on a lot of art reading. During my painting and drawing hiatus, several months of Artist magazine piled up near my easel. I’m currently reading the March 2019 issue which is all about self-portraits. One article focuses on “Eye to
My Old Bugaboo
I love words, and among the words I love best is bugaboo. It’s a playful-sounding word; it’s light-hearted, and it makes me laugh. What, exactly is a bugaboo? According to Merriam-Webster, a bugaboo is “an imaginary object of fear.” It can also be
My Old Bugaboo
I love words, and among the words I love best is bugaboo. It’s a playful-sounding word; it’s light-hearted, and it makes me laugh. What, exactly is a bugaboo? According to Merriam-Webster, a bugaboo is “an imaginary object of fear.” It can also be
Do Something, Even If It’s Wrong
Last December I started a new painting. At the time I was reading an oil painting book in which the artist advocated starting with the darkest and lightest values, more or less mapping out those points on the canvas. So,
Do Something, Even If It’s Wrong
Last December I started a new painting. At the time I was reading an oil painting book in which the artist advocated starting with the darkest and lightest values, more or less mapping out those points on the canvas. So,
