Thursday, December 31, 2009
Come on now, you know its not going to be flowers...fascia board on a house.
This house looks old but it ain't. There are stranger people in the world than me, a few, which is either reassuring or disappointing. One of them is the guy that built this house. He fiddled and fussed with the finishing and the deterioration caught up with him. The house is less than twenty years old and the onliest thing that has survived with its spirit intact is the yellow trim and that is fading fast.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Now you know that I have no patience for bucolic scenes, that I can't sit somewhere and plein air a bunch of cows. Its just no fun for me unless I am batching up a scene of my own..mine all mine I tell you, my little kingdom where I am...oops sorry, dee-lusions of grandeur..The fun for me is to just doodle up something and then make a pic. They are goofy, I know, but thats half the fun. I am a second rate pulp fiction painter...
This is my first sketch of this compo, to see if there is any hope...I need shadows and some more detailing. I love the chaos, the clutter, the shapes the motion...the story.