Since I posted last, I have slugged it out with acrylic vs oil and finally have a happy new relationship to plastic. It took some 18 months to make the change over. I'm sure most people would do this in a speedier fashion, but I was stubborn. What eventually worked for me was to stop giving a damn and just slather it on. So I made the commitment to go from big tubes to pints and pledge my allegiance to acrylic.
So now, in between shows and anyone caring what happens in this studio, I am feeling free. The problem with feeling free is how to pare it down into something that makes sense the next morning when I go look at the previous day's work. I have long wanted to make larger paintings of my tiny gouaches, and this seems to be the time. So I am taking inspiration from my own work and doing variations on older pieces. I've never done this before and had some concern that I'd be mucking about in old ideas. But once into a piece it naturally change and morph into something quite different.
So aside from the spiders and mosquitoes (yes, still, until a hard freeze comes Texas way), life is good once again in my studio.
Peace.
swamp, 55" x 29"
in progress
flying fish, 55" x 29"
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About Me
- Gail Siptak
- I am living and painting in the little town of Houston. A far way from my San Francisco beginnings. I paint what I see of the human condition, be it human, animal or object. The glimmer of humor, pathos, and spirit in so much of what I see is the basis of what I paint.
Gail so good to see your new work, and hear about your new freedom. Over the Thanksgiving holidays, a woman, told me how paralyzed she was, for fear of what someone might think. And I told her, if she only knew how little people cared, or even think of you, they are concerned with their own lives. I love this new work, and happy for you to have made the transition.
ReplyDeleteI haven't been able to make it yet. I have been working on some book projects. An idea that has been knocking around in the back of my brain for ages. www.annelllivingston.com
It's funny, we went to town for lunch. And while riding back home, I was looking at the landscape and wrote this little piece.
Giants In Winter
Skeletons of giants dot the landscape,
Just a short time ago,
You were full and lush,
Now you are no refuge,
For winged travelers.
All is exposed.
And then I open your blog to see you have painted these skeletons.
And your birds! Bravo!
You are so right, Annell. We need to just keep nosing along on our own trail. Lovely bit of winter in your crisp words...I can just see the landscape....
ReplyDeleteThanks.