April 08, 2011

Anatomy of a Painting.

UPDATE: 
To quote Churchill, "Never give in--never, never, never..." I say this because essentially during my darkest hour, it occurred to me that maroon was evil and that cherry blossom pink was my savior. 

Phase 4.
PROPOSED save. I usually do NOT go photoshopping around my paintings, but I was desperate. We'll see how close it comes out in real life. I should move on, but obviously I can't. Acrylic is suddenly the bane of my existence.  Blame it on the materials. This is like watching a train wreck in slow motion isn't it? To me it is. 

Phase 3.
Phase 2 was too locked in. Although raw and slightly primitive, it felt too 1980. I wasn't happy with it. I thought about my gesso issue and thought maybe adding some white drips up top would add another layer  of both meaning and paint to it, but then I kept making more marks. I obliterated the marks, and made sweeping seasick green strokes, giving it some sort of quasi-uniform coverage on the right. I wiped that away, almost immediately and reworked back to Phase 2, but of course, you can never go back, so I added the sea sick green AGAIN. Knowing I was trying to preserve Curler Head there in the middle, which is always a mistake-you can never preserve one area of a painting- It's always the kiss of death when you do- I transformed Curler Head into a bouquet of Curler Head. I added the blue ribbon because I felt like it deserved to win first place. I titled it, "I'm Sorry, It's Over," for obvious reasons. 

Phase 2.
After much refining, I thought I would call it finished here. Still raw, but structured. I titled it Curler Head during this phase. 

Phase 1. 
For a day or two I thought I would call it finished here. It was rough and awkward. 

3 comments:

Nomi Lubin said...

Oh, wow, you did pull it off. How weird! Not that you pulled it off, but the way you did. I don't miss the first pass anymore. Wow. Very impressive.

M.A.H. said...

Thanks. When I look at a painting and somehow don't recognize it as mine or feel distanced from it, I know it's some sort of victory for me. I struggle sometimes between how I want to paint, how I think I should paint, and how I actually paint. Ultimately I think all my work needs to go through these phases. I may delete this post. I'm feeling very self-conscious all the sudden about being so open about my process and showing works in progress.

Steven LaRose said...

The blue bow cracked me up.

It's over.

Nov 7, 2020. Tears of joy and relief. It's been unreal and I'm ready to get back to a sense of normalcy. The desert has been tough.