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Published: January 21st 2020
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There has been lots of fun and anguish. Ian is OK. He can draw. But me. I only pretend. Give me a computer any day.
For the first piece we had a look around our local area. Ian chose the house next door which had a great big power pole in the middle of it. But it turned out ok even after he painted over it with violet ink.
Mine is from a photo. Of Tuscany from Fiesole looking back towards Florence. I took it in 2018. Strange I think, coming to Thailand to draw and doing a scene from Italy. Jeremy's style is very loose and scribbly. We started off with small thumbnail sketches. I wasn't much good at them either. One was chosen to put on paper. Very good, expensive paper. We're supposed to do it quickly without thinking but I wasn't good at that. I got too literal. And hung up on details. The beauty of the iPad is that I can zoom in on tricky parts. Details.
Lots of colour. Let the painting speak to me. But it didn't. Or I was deaf. My scribbles look like scribbles but Jeremy's look as if they
were made for it. He edited it on his phone - took a photo and used the stylus on his Samsung 10 to draw on it. He sent it to me. I put it on my iPad and copied what he had done. Literal again. We put in a road. To make an interesting curve.
Five cypress trees dominate the foreground. I put on heaps of oil pastel. Painted it with dark blue ink and scraped the layers away. Ian helped me too if I got stuck with colours. Jenni very kindly sent me a copy of the colour wheel. Anyway I've ended up with buildings with ghostly, staring eyes.
Jeremy does amazing paintings. You can look him up on
jeremyholton.com The next work we started today. White, thick moulding paste used with black paint. I took the easy way out and made up an image. Flowers in a vase. Big imaginative flowers. On a table. Nothing like you've ever seen before. I tried to put a plate on the table but it looked too funny so I have made it into a loaf of bread instead! Really it just looks like a smooth boulder. A stripy
curtain. Easy.
We don't use brushes. How can I be a painter if I don't use a brush? Use a small rubber spatula instead and spread it on. Like butter. This is to give texture to the painting which tomorrow we will put colour on. Acrylic I think. Then we advance to oil paint. And glazing I think.
A funny thing happened today. Following Jeremy's advice I muttered to myself, "Speak to me painting."
4 yr old Cody who was listening said,
"It won't."
I said "Won't what?"
"Speak to you."
"But your dad said it would speak to me."
Very seriously he reiterated, "It won't."
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