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12/29/06

Sketch of Hobo Stensgar


Henry "Hobo" Stensgar, is my neighbor and feeds my horses when I'm off on business. He's a Colville Tribal Member here on the reservation and would like to see all the cattle on the reservation replaced by buffalo. He hunts deer everyday and provides for his extended family and senior citizens. He loves to snag salmon down at Chief Joeseph Dam named after the famous Chief Joseph of the Nez Perce' who is buried on the reservation in Nespelem.

Hobo is generous enough to sit for me. He sits near the window and watches the mountains and field for deer and the occasional eagle that is cruising the Sanpoil looking for fish.

12/27/06

My Stuff on Ebay, sold

This was a warm day in February when I climbed a mountain to get this view of my neighbors ranch. I've cut hay using horses for years in the fields that are covered in snow.
This is a fork in the Sanpoil Valley of the Colville Indian Reservation where the highway splits and goes through the mountains east to Inchelium and north to Republic. It has been an area used for generations where native americans fished for salmon and camped before traveling on to distant homes.
I captured the deep cold shadows of "Cold Mountain" where the sun never shines in the winter. It's safe to plant your garden when "the snow goes off of Chillimoss Mountain."

"Draft Horse Drawing #182" 6"x8"


Every day I work in the studio I start the day sketching horses. My intention is to start a body of work that reflects my knowledge of working horses. I think what I will do is a series of horses working in a 'skyscape' to give myself an excuse to paint my two most favorite subjects.

What I have discovered is that it is necessary to do this excercise to maintain the 'visual vocabulary' I have attained with this subject. Where painting from nature whether plein air or alla prima still life is where one begins internalizing this language, it must be excercised to keep such images alive and believable.

As a subject the horse is difficult not only because of its complex and beautiful shape but because the subject is usually in motion. Over time I get more comfortable drawing the horse from different perspectives. Because having worked horses for more than 30 years I look forward to the paintings that I hope to do that impart my respect for my equine partners and the world as it should be if it weren't for the 'infernal combustian engine."

"Otter Bay Lobster Shack 2" oil on canvas 16"x20"


I continue to 'fix' this painting. A little too busy, I can't get myself to change the rocks anymore because I like the spiral composition of the seaweed as it flows into the rocks which I think suggests movement of the tide coming in. I put more detail in the lobster traps stacked on the warf and added a skiff that the lobster man climbing up to his shack has tied off to the pier. His lobster boat with the sail up to keep the boat into the wind in case it storms, is tied off to a buoy sheltered in Otter Bay from the open sea, a sea that goes off endlessly to where clouds are building on the horizon and portend heavy weather is coming.
Perhaps the sky is too blue but I guard against fixing it because everytime I do I get carried away and the painting changes. I have learned that the sky may look blue but is grey imbued with contrasting complimentary colors. Working with ones imagination you have to guard against what you think a thing should look like and what you have to do visually to make it believable.

"Forest Music, Tahoe" 4"x8" oil on mahogany $50


"Forest Music" 4"x8" oil on veneer

This is a painting done to assuage my imagination. Pulled out of the veneer it is painted on, this is an image fabricated out of the internal vocabulary acquired during plein air painting in the mountains of Lake Tahoe. Round granite, shaped by glaciation, clear streams, the manna of mountains that sustain the valleys, Sequoia whose roots and leaves filter air and water we breadth.
It has a bit to do with a series I have in mind regarding 'watersheds', which are the be all-end-all treasure that all good things literally flow from. Drinking, irrigation, flushing your toilet and in the PNW, electricity. Pretty mundane considering the real value of beauty and inspiration derived from the Sylvan platitudes of a burbling brook that nurtures giant redwoods, sequoias or ponderosa pine. Where gods and demigods, silfs, dryads and the fabled kingdom of Lothlorian come.
I stained the veneer with Prussian Blue and chose the middle value of ultramarine deep and raw umber, using Prussian for the darkest value and cad yellow for my highlights. As Michaelangelo was said to do, I gazed into the grain of the veneer until I saw the image that was there and proceeded to pull it out of the board simply watched the drawing unfold, careful to interject the right values to the appropriate hue. It is a technique very similar to working in scratchboard or as some say, ink board. Scratching through the ink to let the white show through, working light to dark and back again.
Fun stuff!

12/23/06

Sage Steppe Basalt, landscape painting






I went down to Moses Coulee, WA to check out the Nature Conservancy's new acquistion and field station at Wisper Lake. I had the opportunity to walk in the Sage Steppe habitat so important to such species as the sharp tailed grouse. The Sage Steppe has been the victim of the plow for some time and all that is left of this unique habitat is in the coulees and rim rock.
In an effort to preserve some of this habitat The Nature Conservancy,is setting aside tracks of land in the hope that it is not too late for some of the species dependent upon this habitat.
It is a harsh landscape, hot in the summer and cold in the winter, open to the wind and very arid. Water is a premium.
Working with horses in the woods, logging, I have learned that it is easy to damage eco systems and it is important to walk lightly and be aware of our impact as we are just borrowing the resources that our children will inherit and unless we are careful they will not have what we have had the pleasure to enjoy and resources to sustain us. It is all about sustainability. To have a future we must learn from the past while we reap what we sow in the present

12/22/06

Gold Mountains, Republic, WA 12x48 oil, sold


> Gold Mt Republic, WA 12"x48" This little town nestled in the mountains of Eastern Washington is a bootstrap community in the throes of re-inventing their economy that went the way of so many rural communities dependent on natural resources of logging, mining and ranching. The golden mountain was just that, the Knob Hill Gold Mine which was the oldest longest producing gold mine in the U.S. before it shut down.
Since then, mines have come and gone as is the nature of the boom or bust industry of mining. Today like so many communities where the economy has hit the bottom artists and craftsman such as myself are some of the few that have discovered what's left, the beauty and quality of life that has always been here. Deer, bear, moose and eagles all thrive in this land of mountains and clear streams, a haven that I am grateful to live and paint in. It's not surprising that a community that was nurtured by the blood, sweat and tears of the mining life should have such a difficult time re-inventing its economy. Ghost towns do happen.
This painting leapt off the easle into the home of one of my favorite patrons, Kate Kienast. Thanks Kate and Merry Christmas to you and Peter. Cheers! to All!
Knob Hill and Republic, WA 12"x48" This little town nestled in the mountains of Eastern Washington is a bootstrap community in the throes of re-inventing their economy that went the way of so many rural communities dependent on natural resources of logging, mining and ranching. The golden mountain was just that, the Knob Hill Gold Mine which was the oldest longest producing gold mine in the U.S. before it shut down. It's not surprising that a community that was nurtured by the blood, sweat and tears that the mining life is should have such a difficult time re-inventing its economy. Rural America threatens to disappear.

12/12/06

A Sonnet from the Greatest Poet my friend 'Slatz'

My friend and bard Dick Bresgal, a.k.a. Slatz wrote this Sonnet lately.

I must leave room for the poet.

An iconic photo from the streets of Seattle seemed to be appropriate, it needed to nest in the arms of a sonnet.
Thanks Slatz...

December 10, 2006 (10:19am), Sunday



METENSOMATOSIS



I walk in darkness with a heavy burden

uneven ground beneath my stumbling feet.

I do not know the contents of my burden.

I lack desire. I do not know need.



The darkness does not end with morning light.

The sun will never warm these scraping bones.

The dark is blindness. Never ending night.

The load I carry on my back, sharp stones.



I stand enchanted in an open door,

a fellow citizen with sun and wind

of eternal loveliness in endless store.

Necessity does not require a plan.



I am these two men and others less defined.

Each a temporary resident of mind.
"Copyright © 2006 by F.R. Bresgal"

12/04/06

Paintbrush Protectors


As a result of Richard Schmid's advice I'm starting to take better care of my brushes which also makes me reflect upon the quality of brush stroke I make.
I bought a nice Lilly for my sweety on her birthday and it came in a nifty water device that also protects the stem. It is a plastic tube with a soft rubber cap that has a hole in it to slip over the handle of the brush. This set up will not only protect your brush but keeps them moist which helps to hold their shape.
I'm delighted with a paintbrush I found on sale but can't find any more. It's a #10 round Art Advantage 5312D made in China. I think it is a combination nylon/sable that has a wonderful tip and holds plenty of paint. It's very springy but incredibly fine tip. I use it for both washes and heavier opaque oil. If anyone can tell me where to find more please leave a comment.

Latest works from the West Fork Ranch

Studies done on Mahogany veneer. A trick I picked up from crazy artist, fish biologist and back country skier Peter Corbit of Slocan, BC. Peter has a romance going with the back country. A great guide whether skiing or painting. The wood panel sucks up the medium and it is like painting watercolor. I use only paint thinner. I've been studying Richard Schmid's "Alla Prima, all I know about Painting" which I highly recommend to everyone. Schmid has had enormous influence on representational painters today. I'm always running into reference to him. You can buy his books cheaper than anywhere else on


11/30/06

studio work


This is a studio painting, 16x20. Compared to Plein Air, alla prima work it's difficult to know when to quit. I'm not happy with what I've got here although it was fun. Too much detail. The colors seem right but the sky is a little blue. I love to paint skies. I could do nothing but paint sky and have done so. Constable called it 'Skying'. During Constable's time, 1820's, the science of meterology was just developing. That's a pretty amazing thought. I guess science is always just discovering new things but back then they were just discovering clouds disignated weather and there were layers of the atmosphere. Probably something sailors and farmers have always known. There's a great online show at the National Gallery in Wa DC on constables big landscapes and studies.
Otter Bay on Mt. Desert Island is part of Acadia Park There are many private holdings within the park, such as this location where the Otter Bay Association keeps this Lobster Shack.
It was a great place to paint in the stormy, cold weather of October. I was on the lee ward side and out of the wind. When it got too bad I could find shelter in the shack. I've got lots of photos of all the gear laying around for more pictures. I hope to get back to drive horses for Wildwood Stables and Ed Winterberg who has a carriage concession in the Park. He's took up the challenge of refurbishing the 55 miles of carriage roads that David Rockefeller built in an effort to protect the scenic beauty of the Island. If you get a chance you should visit. Lots of artists with their easels set up. Another good stop is Argossy Gallery. Pretty high quality of paintings. www.argosygallery.com.

"West Fork Cottonwoods" 11"x14" sold

It's great to be able to step off the back porch and have such luscious scenery to paint. This is in the back pasture of our West Fork ranch. No internet as yet so there's no distractions in the studio.
It's difficult to blog everyday. Once a week is hard enough. I found a great blog and website that I'll put a link on my page to, http://www.dailypainters.com, check it out. It's a great place to blog with other painters and see their work. Whoever organized it is providing a great service. Kudo's to them.

11/08/06

Cameras don't get it.

Study; Lobster Shack #1
Study Lobster Shack #2


I've started a painting in the studio of "The Lobster Shack". It was a great find. I've got both watercolor and oil studies as well as lots of digital pix. I found the camera can't pick up the colors I thought were there. Maybe I haven't set up the camera right or maybe I see more nuances than the camera. Probably both. The studio painting is going fast because I 'have a plan'. I'm particularly interested in the painting as a finished product. So much different than plein air where I never get it completely done and don't paint on them afterward. I miss the spontenaity that 'alla prima' painting outdoors accomplishes but I am discovering new techniques and ability to 'see'. Studio painting is dangerous because it is about painting what you know rather than what you see. I hope that the work I have done in Plein Air has built my visual vocabulary suffinciently that I can 'wing' it in the studio.
There will probably be a series of these paintings as I've got some things to try. My goal is to have 50 paintings with considerable consistency by next spring so that for the purpose of a resume'.

11/06/06

Pleinair studies of Arcadia NP, Desert Island, ME



We were at the famous Desert Island where Cole, Fredrick Church, and other artists since the early 1800's have painted.
I found a lobsterman's shack, owned by Otter Creek society, in Otter Bay where Church had stood on the opposite shore and painted a scene of Cadillac Mt. I visited this site many times in the next few days. It was on the leeward side of the head and consequently was in shadow most of the day but was out of the wind.
We had a storm that put most of the power out in Maine. The waves were fantastic but hard on the eyes. My eyes got bloodshot, probably from the salt as much as anything. The wind blew across the tops of the waves that were coming in diaganolly causing spray to drift as much as a mile inland. I had to hold my easle in one hand as I painted leaning into the wind. I went to the Thrift store and bought extra clothes and finally ended up wearing goggles.
I'd never been to the east coast. They say you are the first one to greet the sun hitting the N. American continent from the top of 1500' Cadillac Mt. The first inhabitants were Native American of course. A tribe called Abanake's. Called the place the 'sloping land'. The French found 'Sommes Sound' and harried the British who were supporting the Colonies. Then those that propspered from the Civil War located their summer mansions here until there were 229 mansions that later burned in a 10000 acre fire.



Those that cared got around to preserving the place and created the Acadia National Park. The first NP created in the east. All the others were created by congress in the west to guard against the nouveau wealthy from purchasing Yellowstone and Yosemite and loggging them. Artists were important in pursuading Congress to make these parks. Thomas Moran Painted such wonerful paintings that the Congress went the distance and not only made the parks but put his painting in the Hall of Statues, elevating the landscape as a national treasure. Not only does nature nuture artists but artists nurture nature.
Rockelfellers contributed a lot in real estate and built more than 50 miles of horse drawn carriage roads to guard against intrusion by the automobile and the hordes of NY. Oddly enough the Rockefeller's fortune was from Standard Oil and the auto was to be their fortune. They didn't want to see their Eden spoiled and thought they could mandate carriages only. It worked to a point but had to end when the public got a shot at paradise when it was made a park by Congress. Ol' Teddy Roosevelt, blue nose that he was, had to allow that the only way the place could get on the national registry if John Q Public had a share in it.
I have to think that there were some mighty fine rigs with some pretty spiffy horses steaming down the carriage trails, taking in the sights and doing picnics in some pretty awesome scenery. From the sound of it their were some major summers spent by the well healed and their cadre of artists and writers. It must be the earliest American Art Colony.
The storm had not yet abated but sitting in the canyon as Duck Brook cascaded under the Bridge was a little better than standing in a full gale on the headlands. Duck Brook drains the Eagle Lake area. It provides water to the community of Bar Harbor. There's an old riveted wrought iron pipe about 14" in diameter that runs off through the oaks and beech from a large water tower filled from the lake. The place was self sustaining if you didn't have to get along on LOBSTER for heaven's sake. Until recently Lobster has been considered the 'hotdog' of the working class. You wouldn't know it today what with the price of a lobster tail in a restaurant fetching $20. We payed $5 lb and a 'chicken' was about 1 1/4 lbs. We ate an estimated 19 soft shell bugs (that's what the 'down easter' Aaron called 'em. Lobster are soft shell just after they molt. Hardshell afterwards. They come into the shallower warm water to molt and then proceed to deeper water while the logstermen chase them out as far as 20 miles. They used to only put out a trap per buoy but now have 'trawls' that set out as many as 50 buoys. A commercial lobsterman may have a permit for 500 traps. Hard dangerous work. In Gloucester (pronounced Gloster) over 5000 fishermen have died. Each of their names are memorialized in City Hall. I found all this out by reading Mark Williams book "FV, Black Sheep". It's a randy tale of how it really is, no holds barred. Good job, "Mahhhk".

Winter is here. My plan is to hold up in my new studio and work. I've got tons of plein air paintings and water colors. I noticed today that the digital photos I took don't come close to the color my sketching recorded. I guess the studio paintings will be a happy medium between the two methods.

Hope to get back there and maybe drive some horses and do some more sketching.

11/03/06

Maine, the most Awesome Vacation!


I gotta hit the ground running and catch up on things. Got a lot of paintings to do and things to share. I'll be back to fill you in soon.
Thanks to all the good people in Maine that made our vacation such a wonderful thing.
This is the veiw from the cabin in South West Harbor on Desert Island, ME where we stayed for the week and I painted in the Acadia National Park. It was an awesome time!

10/22/06

Off to paint fall colors in Maine

I've been neglecting my blog. This is an Plein Air oil 11x14 on veneer that I did while fishing on the St. Mary's River in BC Canada. My horselogging partner and I chased Rocky Mt Cutthroat in this spectacular landscape. I never took down my easel for four days painting one picture looking at the sunrise and this one looking at the sun setting on the eastern face of the Purcells. It was great fishing until the Kokanee came up from the lake and chased all the cutthroat away. Since the Kokanee were there to spawn they weren't biting but it was a once in a life time experience to watch the green glacial waters turn crimson with Redfish!
I'm off to paint fall colors in Maine as well as eat a lot of lobster and drink champaign. Tough life! but somebodies got to do it.
Betts and I are headed to Bar Harbor, MA and will meet friends Kate and Peter there where we will rent a place for a week. We'll stop off in Boston and take in some of the museums. I'm hungry for some 'good' art. Some masterpieces that will ramp up my aspirations. It's like playing music with another musician that is much better than yourself and makes you better by association.
I've been painting the fall colors in the Sanpoil which are glorious and will be hard to compete with. I just came from a meeting on the coast and the fall colors around Mt. Rainier, especially the big oaks around the cow pastures of Randall were hard to pass up. I did a little sketch of Rainier from Chinook Pass just because it was clear and I wanted the landmark in my journal.

9/26/06

too much going on!

Grandbabies, Kaiden and Cashton
Had to put my grandbabies in the blog. Definately the most important happening in my life as well as son Bradley Paige, who went to college and evidently learned how to make babies. Wonder how many credits that's worth. Thanks Paiger and Crystal. Love you lots and look forward to hearing of the twin's adventures. Paybacks are Great!
Much has been happening although not enough painting. Fall colors are here and I am excited to see what happens. I'm looking forward to pursuing the look that everyone thought was so exceptional at shows this summer. Technique that reflects the energy that nature exerts on temperment. It's my duty as an artist to be open, take risk and push the envelope.

8/18/06

Mobile Marketing


I hit the road with my partner Betty Sue to do some 'Mobile Marketing'. Mobile marketing is simply hitting the road and going to whatever venue fits our product which is artwork and local crafts. Verizon sponsored a trailer and some road funds and our first stop was a trial experience at the Taste of Edmunds street fair. We had 75,000 people go by the tent and paid expenses but learned that food fairs aren't a place for fine art as well as a lot of other marketing lessons. We're off to Chelan, WA which is a small fine arts venue. Lots of new homes and wineries up there. We'll see if folks are in the mood to invest in fine art.

Annual Snow Peak Firewood trip


Son Paige and I packed into the Snow Peak Shelter on Sherman Pass. Most every year we go up and skid firewood for the USFS. It was a hot day 95 degrees. The skids were long and uphill but we managed to put up about 3 cords. It's a great shelter with propane stove and solar powered lights. It seems to be used mostly in the winter by skiers that hike the 3 miles into the shelter.

7/30/06

Deer Park Paintout

Shucks! I sure have been having fun painting. What a great way to make a living.
I met some great folks that love to get together to paint and draw. They have a workshop every thursday that I'm gonna try to make. It's only 100 miles from the studio instead of 150 or whatever to Couer d'Alene, Id. Might not make all of them but I'll try to make a few. I miss figure drawing although I'm always painting horses in the pasture and working.

Robert Stem organized a Paint Out in Deer Park. About 9 or 14 artists showed up that had been invited. Sponsored by the Deer Park Arts Commission we painted in the morning then set up a display in the Park where the last Concert of the Summer was going on. We didn't make any sales that I know of but we had fun and I got to Paint a new landscape.
We went out of town to a young lady's farm. Melda is 90 years old and sharp as a tack. "She's only lived on the place for 43 years."
I went up to a nearby Pioneer cemetary that was a hill in the middle of the valley with a great view of Mt. Spokane. There were some tombstones with dates as early as 1851. I liked how the farm land was laid out in strips. Below me was an old dairy with metal roofs the morning sun glinted off of. Later in the day I introduced myself to those that lived in the old dairy and and did a painting of the old barn and unique silo. The old girl that lived there came out to visit and reminisce of milking 50 cows and packing the milk to the house. Terrible amount of work for little pay. Her grand daughter who must of been 4 yrs old and shy as a church mouse brought out her paints and I set her up with some paper. She didn't like what she had done because she wanted it to look like mine. She ended up out in the barn where I could here her beating on a set of drums.
Robert had this quote of Pablo Picasso. I haven't ever read anything he has ever said. I didn't know he could talk except with his art.
"I myself, since the advent of Cubism, have fed these fellows what they wanted..........Today.Iam rich. But when I am alone I do not have the effrontery to consider myself an artist at all, not in the grand old meaning of the word: Giotto, Titian, Rembrandt, Goya were great painters. I am only a public clown - a montebank. I have understood my time and have exploited the imbecility, the vanity, the greed of my contemporaries. It is a bitter confession, this confession of mine, more painful than it may seem. But at least and at last it does have the merit of being honest." Pablo Picasso, 1952

In one regard I believe PP was a little hard on himself. He might have been going through another divorce or love affair or he just might have been depressed towards the end of his productive life. One thing about him, he lived the life of an artist and although he might not be comfortable with himself, his art or his life he changed the world we know.

I like the little painting I did in Deer Park if only because I had fun with it.

I've got more comfortable with working values out of color and now am discovering the relationship of temperature in color and how to work with that. Like Robert Stem said, "Painting is a juggling act, the more you paint the less you have to think about what you are doing which allows you to control what the outcome is." My exception to that is I would hope to "loosen up" and still be able to control the outcome. I like the happy accidents and try to 'see' the possiblilities they present to what I am doing.

7/18/06

Workshop with Glenn Grishkoff

I'm just back from an intense and constructive workshop organized by Outskirts Gallery owner Kally Thurman of master brushmaker and potter, Glenn Grishkoff.
Glenn appears like one of the dwarfs out of the Hobbit but is better described as a dark haired Russian wearing a buddhist's apron sitting behind a potter's wheel pictured with one of his handmade brushes made of exotic hair from an arctic cariboo set in a handle of bamoo inscribing a tea bowl held in his other hand.
A gracious and sensitive soul, Glenn is one of the few people I have had the honor to know that has become his art. He is so focused on his work and his work has so much to do with his daily life that "he is what he eats."
Glenn studied in Japan for a couple of years emmersing himself in the culture and learning the art of brushmaking and calligraphy. "Japan is the land of opposites. We take rocks out of the garden, they put rocks in the garden. Japan is like going to Mars, says Glenn." He suggests visiting Japan is something every artist would be good to do if only to break out of a myopic view of their world. Like Dave Alexander, Glenn is another teacher that has encouraged me to SEE differently. I am grateful for the opportunity to have attended these workshops, I am happy to see that I am still capable of learning from others.
Although Glen is not a pleinair artist he has appreciation for all art and is happy to see others take from him to use his knowledge in their own work. "All artists borrow from each other but it is important to develop your own vocabulary. Anybody can copy, be original" I was pleased to hear Glenn echo a thought I share. I have always felt part of what I have accomplished is a visual vocabulary. Each time you draw or paint the image becomes part of your memory. Even if the image is made up or an abstraction, once it is deliberately established, the image takes on life of its own and can be replicated.
"Part of being an artist is problem solving." I never gave much thought to my tools other than the fact that a round or a flat or a sable or a bristle accomplished what I needed in my work. Glenn is "Bridging what is functional and non-functional." Glenn will build a brush that is a sculpture in its own right, use it to make a mark on cloth and then hang that brush with the work as if the image on cloth is the voice of the brush then elevates the whole process by hanging it together as an artifact of the event. This is an oversimplification of the many levels of concept I haven't expanded on in his work but what is so beautiful is that he can do it in front of you allowing you to see and experience FINE art being made allowing you to take away with you both the pragmatic skills needed to expand your own vocabulary but also inspiring you to take your own work to a new level. Thankyou Glenn and Thankyou Kally for the opportunity. Namaste'.

6/27/06

Seeing


Tearing out an old restaurant to build a studio I took a few digital snaps of the work going on and found this wonderful abstraction. This was an accident. Today I'll look at it deliberately.

Twas thinking about the process of abstraction and how I would treat such a subject as this photo. The effort is congruent with my thoughts regarding the picture as an artifact. This isn't so much a 'new' thought, I am sure this has been the subject of much of modern arts efforts but it hasn't happened with me until now. Should I use materials from the subject itself? Should I see what can be done inside the computer? That's always fun and such immediate gratification.

What does an abstract Plein Air painting look like? Wolf Kahn comes to mind. It is evidently unconventional.
I visit all the pleinair sites that are cropping up and I find a number of tenets. 1. painting outside in front of the subject is the common denominator. 2. there are rules such as a time frame to be finished, usually so the works can be offered to the public. 3. most pleinair work is quite conventional with little interest in abstraction, perhaps this is to celebrate the old value of the artist as the magician that can reflect nature and astound us with the illusion of reality. One of the features or art that I highly regard. Art/artisan/artifice/artificial.............4. there are rules, rules of the event, rules of engagement and rules of authenticity although unlike improptu acting, it's OK (snicker) to work on it a bit in the studio. Whenever I am subject to rules I get in trouble. I've never had to much luck with rules and hoped I could avoid as much of that as possible.
So why am I stuck on conventional Pleinair? It's good and builds skill to try to replicate nature. Like playing a guitar and writing a song whenever an artist is involved the unexpected can happen and takes us out of the ordinary we are so used to. Even a pleinair painting has the ability to be a special artifact. One that relates, projects and elevates the viewer.
Given so much literal rendering, what part of my work should be developed in such a way as to accomplish an abstract plein air painting? Loosen up and use the imagination. Try to SEE.

6/26/06

Painting in Valhalla



After a couple days off from Sandpoint Paintout I was on my way to the Slocan Valley in British Columbia to a workshop put on by the local artist, in particulary an extraordinary person and world traveler, Barbarra Wilson, from Winlock, B.C. Thanks Barbarra and gang for all the preparation and arrangements. It was a perfect retreat.
Held at the Little Slocan Lodge we had the pleasure of sharing the days and evenings with reknown Canadian artist David Alexander who paints BIG and paints his own way.
David didn't tell us how to paint or what to paint or even criticize our work, instead he pushed us to get beyond ourselves and challenge how we are used to working. I have to say it was what I needed at this time although it would be nice to just develop what I thought I was doing. I still will pursue the line of work I was attempting but with new eyes. I'll push technique with the confidence of knowing I can either fix it or start over.
"Paint what you know,
paint what you see,
paint what you can imagine,
but paint all the time."
I've added 'paint what you can imagine after our workshop in Slocan. Painting all the time not only requires all of those thoughts but is an activity that is a resolution of those consideration but only if one keeps open to what is happening on the canvas.
I left the workshop with this painting of a creek in the mountains. It looks like a watercolor but is a wash of oil. David pointed out the neat things that were happening at the bottom of the canvas and try to retain that. I used to paint this way and now do so only as an underpainting but will try to include this in a final piece. I've been stuck on impasto and getting thicker with my paint, exploring the pallet knife and trying to achieve that luscious look that impasto paint illicits.
Thumbing through the books and listening to David makes me more comfortable with abstraction. I think Canadian landscape is a unique relationship with things natural. Canadians live with nature as few countries do. The landscape is in your face and common ground for everyone, especially western Canadians. That's a generallity that has many exceptions but for the purpose of landscape painting, whether plein air or studio work landscape is a natural element for Canadian artists.
I've always maintained that a good location paints itself and we had wonderful location which I will visit as often as possible.
Thanks, everyone! Stay in touch!

6/18/06

This is a very important revelation to me on the subject of the 'biology of seeing' in the book, 'Vision and Art' by Margaret Livingstone. What becomes apparent to me is that the animal kingdom does not see color and sees the 'where' and not the 'what' of something. I shall be aware of this and see what it suggests with my horses. Makes sense. Even more so, expands the possibilities of my art work and why I paint like I do.

Margaret Livingstone, "Vision and Art" the biology of seeing.

Throughout the ages, artists have discovered emprically much about how the eyes see and how the brain perceives images. The earliest known cave-paintings, for example, are effective because our brains fill in the details around a simple line drawing. As observed by Margaret Livingstone, professor of neurobiology at Harvard University, "Artists have been studying how we see a lot longer than us neurobiologists. The disciplines of art and science converge at the biology of vision."
What may come as a surprise is that the visual system does not simply transmit a fully formed image to the brain, the way a camera might capture an image. Light from an image travels into the eye and strikes the retina, where it activates the rod and cone photoreceptors that convert light into a signal to be sent via retinal neurons to the brain.
"The function of the visual system is information processing, not image transmission," said Livingston, reminding the audience, "There is nobody up there to look at an image."
A key to understanding how we see was the discovery that the visual system is optimized to perceive sharp contrasts in the amount of light coming from an image, while ignoring subtle changes in light, which are usually less biologically relevant. Retinal neurons are patterned in what is known as "center-surround organization." The neurons fire when light hits the center of the cell's visual field but firing is inhibited when light hits the surrounding portion of the field. The center-surround effect optimizes the visual system to detect discontinuities, or edges. "Essentially, center-surround cells convert an image into a line drawing," said Livingstone.
Artists have developed techniques that take advantage of our preference for contrasts to give paintings a three-dimensional appearance. Before the Renaissance period, painters often used luminance in a piecemeal manner across the painting. Leonardo da Vinci and others of his period realized that they could enhance the illusion of depth by placing dark colors next to hues with high luminance. Luminance (also called "value") describes how much light comes from an object, and when high-luminance colors such as yellow are placed next to low-luminance colors such as dark blue, they create a strong contrast that the visual system interprets as a change in depth. The center-surround effect is also responsible for the optical illusion that colors look different depending on the color of their surroundings.
Artists have known for a very long time that color and luminance can be treated in an artistic sense quite independently. Picasso said, "Colors are only symbols. Reality is to be found in luminance alone."
Claude Monet. Impression, Sunrise (1873). Musée Marmottan, Paris. Monet's sun has equal luminance with the background. Click to enlarge.

It is possible to have a color contrast that has no luminance contrast. One artist to explore this effect is Monet. In his painting Impression, Sunrise, the sun is quite bright and shimmers in a peculiar way. Livingstone measured the luminance and found that there is no luminance contrast between the sun and the background, yet you would expect there to be one because in real life the sun is quite a lot brighter than its surroundings. "It is this use of equal luminance that gives the sun its very peculiar and fascinating quality."
The what and where systems
The visual system can be divided into two areas that are distinct both in location and function. One pathway, located in the temporal lobe of the brain, is responsible for face and object recognition. It tells you what you are looking for, so it is sometimes called the "What" system. This part of our visual system is evolutionarily recent and common to primates only, said Livingstone.
The other major subdivision of the visual system is located in the dorsal region of the brain, and it processes motion, depth perception, spatial organization, and figureground segregation. This part of the visual system is evolutionarily older, and we share it with other mammals. Neuroscientists call this the "Where" system.
The What and Where systems of the brain. Click to enlarge.

The evolutionarily old part of your visual system—the Where part—gets its input from the evolutionarily old parts of your retina, which are not sensitive to color. "There is a whole subdivision of your visual system that is color blind," said Livingstone. Luminance is interpreted by this color-blind part, so color is not required to see luminance differences. Nor is color necessary to see depth. Depth can be created using shading, perspective, figureground segregation, and luminance contrast, but color is not required.
Luminance is one of the primary cues that make you realize you are looking a a three-dimensional object.
Luminance is one of the primary cues that make you realize you are looking at a three-dimensional object rather than a flat picture. In his paintings of the Rouen Cathedral, Monet used luminance to achieve the effect of depth. Shadow or shading is an important cue as well, but the color of the shading doesn't matter. In Matisse's The Woman with a Hat, the shape of the face is to be found in luminance alone.
Moving pictures
The ability to see motion is carried by the color-blind part of your visual system too, said Livingstone. Inducing a sense of motion in a painting is something quite powerful, and artists have been painting things that move for centuries. While some artists became experts at catching the body angle and musculature of people engaged in action, these paintings can look strangely static compared to some of the Impressionists' works depicting movement. Monet achieved the effect of motion by using black, blue, white, and yellow patches in his water. The black and white are higher contrast than the yellow and blue, which introduces a timing difference in your visual system that is interpreted in brain as motion.
Akiyoshi Kitaoka, Rotating Snakes (2003). This picture by psychologist Akiyoshi Kitaoka appears to move due to the luminance contrast between the black, blue, white, and yellow. Click to enlarge.

Livingstone's research on dyslexia has revealed that dyslexic people have trouble with the timing of the Where subdivision of the visual system. To people with dyslexia, text looks like as if it is jumping about on the page. Dyslexics also have trouble discerning motion, depth, spatial organization, and figureground segregation. "The symptoms of dyslexia are similar to those of people who are cross-eyed." Dyslexic people also are often very talented artistically.
In living color
It may come as a surprise that the color system (a subdivision of the What system) is comparatively low-resolution. The color processing cells in the brain have rather large receptive fields. Because each cell can fire off just one signal at a time to the brain, overall there are fewer signals and thus lower acuity. Because your color resolution is so low, your visual system doesn't use color to define contours, it just lets color spread until it hits a border. Or as Livingstone put it, "Artists figured this out long before neurophysiologists—you do not have to color inside the lines."
The television industry took advantage of this low resolution when it created color TV. Because color images did not need to be as high in resolution as black-and-white images, broadcasters could fit both color and black-and-white signals into the segment of the broadcast spectrum allotted to them by the Federal Communications Commission (FCC).
Out of focus
Our central vision has high acuity, but our peripheral vision has lower acuity. Our peripheral vision is slightly out of focus, a fact we don't notice because we shift our gaze several times a second. Livingstone thinks low peripheral acuity may explain the Mona Lisa's enigmatic smile. Her expression seems to change depending on whether you look at her eyes or her mouth. Livingstone believes this is because as you look at her eyes, her mouth seems to smile more than it does when you look directly at it. "You see her smiling almost behind your back; when you try to catch her smiling, she stops," said Livingstone.
Click to enlarge.

In the slide above, filters have been applied to make the painting look as if it had been viewed by the peripheral, near peripheral vision, and central vision. The Mona Lisa looks like she is smiling more in the image generated by the peripheral vision.
This low-resolution trick is employed in photomosaics such as those created by the American photorealist Chuck Close. Your low-resolution peripheral vision helps you piece the entire portrait together. As you move your eyes around one of Close's canvases, you notice that different parts pop in and out of high resolution. "This is another way in which artists have figured out how to get a dynamic quality from a static image, said Livingstone."
Stereopsis
Artists can also make more realistic images by taking advantage of stereopsis, the perception of depth generated by the natural horizontal offset between the two eyes. The visual system uses the offset between the eyes to calculate depth, along with other cues, including perspective, shading, occlusion, and relative motion.
Even a painting with all these cues can look flat if it lacks stereoptic clues. These clues can be added, as the painters of the Impressionist era seemed to realize. "The Impressionists said they could paint the air," said Livingstone. "And I think they did that using false stereo cues."
A remarkably high proportion of famous artists have eyes that are not lined up, limiting their ability to see depth.
Some artists lack the ability to see stereopsis, a trait which may help them capture the world on a flat canvas. Gustav Klimt, for example, could not see three-dimensionally because his eyes were misaligned. "If your eyes are not lined up, you cannot see stereopsis because the connections from the two eyes don't end up in the same part of the brain," said Livingstone.
Livingstone reviewed the portraits of famous artists and found that many, including Rembrandt, appear to have had misaligned eyes. "A remarkably high proportion of famous artists have eyes that are clearly not lined up."
Artists clearly have a head start over biologists when it comes to understanding many aspects of how we see. As biologists learn more about the biology of vision, artists may uncover a new trove of techniques for creating compelling and realistic images

Sandpoint Paintout i.e. (Rainout)





Went to Sandpoint, ID., to a paintout. Had a great time even though it rained seriously for two of the 3 days we were there. Met some great artists and was just what I needed both for my work and socially. Living and working here in paradise has its drawbacks one of which is the fruitful interaction with other artists.
I regret that I didn't take more photos but did 4 oils and 15 sketches and watercolors that attracted the attention of a great guy and gallery owner Jim Quinn who asked me to do some more little (2"x2") watercolors of area scenes. It's kind of a mixed blessing but not surprising that many like my little journaling studies and I hope to aspire to BIG paintings. Got to figure that out. I think it has something to do with simplicity and not overworking things. I learned "Simple is Best" from horses, probably as true with art.
Sold paintings, got a couple galleries and a commission as well as an invitation on an excursion to the Valhalla's in Slocan, BC. Should be some awesome sites as well as artists.
I sold a painting to a nice person that works at the Hope Cafe. She and her children came to the artists reception and sale and purchased an oil I did of the Hope Car Cabins that were built in the '30's. Kally Thurman is the owner as well as the owner of the Outskirts Gallery in Hope, ID, where she has a wonderful collection of NW artists including Harold Balaz and Mel McKuddin as well as a book store. Betts and I went away with as many books as we left of my paintings. She has a wonderful cherubic intellect. I recommend to anyone that happens through the area should stop and visit.
The Hope Market and Cafe is run by Bob Kessler and is a sublime surprise. There is an exceptional collection of wines and cheeses as well as good food prepared by Bob and his wife. N. Idaho should be proud to have such eclectic personalities in the midst of beautiful scenery and climate. Cheers to you all!

6/02/06

Paint what you know



To get a handle on the situation I do a drawing or a watercolor. Sometimes I would catch a glimps of an image such as a sea lion on a rock and take a mental picture of it then when the opportunity allowed I would draw a simple sketch of the memory. I find that I have developed the ability to take a 'mental picture' of the scene and fill it with as much information as I am capable. The drawing that comes from such an exercise is distilled down to the essentials. I have also learned to not make so much work out of things. I catch myself worrying a painting or drawing to death. I need to trust my first impressions and also expressing that impression.
The Warf at Trinidad is owned by Native Americans. At the end of the warf on the shore is a great place to eat breakfast. I had an oyster omelet that was excellent. It is a great harbor and many fisherman are moored to buoys. We had 3 incredible days of sunshine.
During our trip we saw sea lions, harbor seals, oyster catcher, fox, antelope, herds of elk and birds we had never seen or heard before.

Paint what you like

Part of the problem with Plein Air painting is developing a composition. If you just paint what you see you might as well use a camera. You have to maniputlate the information the landscape offers. Knowing how much of your imagination to use is difficult.
I've never painted at the ocean and the amount of information to filter was intimidating but as usual I just chucked my inhibitions as soon as I got to painting and enjoyed moving things around.
I worked around the sky, knowing that the sunset would be glorious but brief. I'm not sure I contrived the light on the rocks correctly but was happy with the composition if not the novelty of the tides breaking against the rocks.

"Wedding Rock" 12"x16"

"Paint what you see"



Early in the morning I wound my way up out of Redding and found this view of Mt. Shasta. I really wanted to spend some time painting the oaks of California. Individually they are intriguing and make strong designs on the hills. There are a few things going on in this painting that I like. The road cut is the impasto effect I'm trying to achieve. I'm finding it easier to work this way and delight in pushing the thick paint around and loading my brush with many colors. I try to refrain from overworking the paint and allowing it to blend together on the canvas. The red soil of California is a great opportunity to use colors I haven't had the opportunity to use and make for great purple shadows.

"Paint all the time"

"Paint what you know,
Paint what you like
Paint what you see
but paint all the time.

Oil, 12"x16", "Pine Tree, Lake Tahoe

Plein Air on the Road, WA to CA

Wilson Pt., Lighthouse is on the elbow of the Olympic Penninsula, Wa where the Strait of Juan de Fuca turns south to become Puget Sound. I was at Port Hadlock for meetings of the Washington PUD Association. I managed to carve out some time early one morning to do some drawing and painting. I did a lot of drawing and watercolors on this trip to Lake Tahoe where I had another meeting of the Northwest Public Power Association. Me and my friend Betts took the long way down and back.
I made a pochade box to keep 10, 12x16 canvas boards that worked well to contain messy oil paintings that would otherwise get all over everything in the car. This painting is on masonite because my order of archival canvas board didn't arrive before I left. I don't like the slick surface of masonite but worked with it to achieve some new effects. The sun came out for a moment at about 5 a.m. and I captured the colors it made on the sky. The wind on the west side of the point where I chose to set up was strong and cold. Just 100 yards to the leeward side the wind abated, so much for choosing a comfortable spot to paint.
It is an interesting area with the remnants of cannon placements made to keep Japanese subs out of the sound. There were 3 forts set up in such a way that a vessel would find it quite difficult to sneak by.
We stayed in Port Townsend which is full of galleries, boutiques, and fine old buildings occupied by the 'fringe' element of artists and creative types. There is also the school of wooden boat building and many vessels moored at the local marina. Betts found the proprietors receptive to the www.shopthefrontier and intends to follow up some business contacts.
From Port Townsend we traveled by Mt. Hood, Oregon and made our way down to Northern California. Betts loves a good hot tub and when she saw "Hot Springs" we took the next turn and found ourselves following the trail that brought pioneers to California over "Fandango Pass". We discovered an obscure valley of alkali lakes and weren't too impressed until we started seeing some great wildlife. We found the smallest indian reservation I've ever heard of, the 3 mile squarem at Fort Bidwell. The town was absolutely empty. Sheep walked the streets and we discovered a tree full of turkey vultures. I counted more than 30 of them in a cottonwood. I can't imagine what so many vultures found to eat.
We were informed by the local town greeter who was obviously not very far from his bottle of inspiration that the reason for steam vents and hot springs was that there were faults on both sides of the valley but not to worry there hadn't been any earthquakes lately. He was a happy fellow and pointed out our destination. On the way we discovered that the streams in the valley were running hot water and steam rose in the humid air all around the valley. I saw my first Sandhill Crane which were plentiful and quite a common sight as they were eating the newly planted grain of farmer's fields.
From here we headed south to our rendezvous at Lake Tahoe. We weren't looking forward to the interruption of our leisurely tour of the countryside but ended up having a good time in the casinos and learning about the state of affairs of the power industry.

4/29/06

Painting at Sisters and John Day Fossil Beds




We all met at the annual Small Farmer's Journal Auction in Sisters, Oregon. This year along with a couple buggies I took to sell I set up my horse trailer as a gallery. Kind of announcing to the teamster crowd that 'ol Greggor is plowing a new furrow, that of a painter. Had a great time doing some sketches of old timers. Might bone up on portraiture and try to capture the ol boys before anymore of them hang up their harness for good. Did two oil sketches of Vern Leathers and Dan Kintz. Dan didn't stop telling yarns the whole time I was sketching. It took a couple days as we had to hang it up due to rain. Dan ended up with the painting and bought a frame to protect it on the way home.
Fellow teamster and Horselogger, Rod Gould, from Greenwood, B.C. took the time on the way home to go through the John Day country and do some sketching of the Fossil Beds. It would have been great but my tailgate fell off the pickup and I ran over it with the horse trailer. Luckily Rod was following and stopped and drug it off the road. Kind of an interesting sculpture now. We couldn't travel at night because it tore the pigtail for the trailer lights out so we made the best of the situation and camped over at the Fossil Beds to do some painting.
The fossil beds are pretty outrageous landscape. Kind of like what Mars must look like. I would try to capture more details next time rather than the over all landscape as the details are wonderful colors but are more believable than the incredible ash flows.

4/04/06



I did this painting for a poster contest for our local fair. It is a scene of a "Pony Express Race". The yellow T shirts and bandannas signify the 'Moses' team of Sonny Moses who passed away as a young man but his family still races his horses. The rider is famous for his 'flying mounts'. It is a stunning event where there are 4 or 5 teams, each team has a handler, catcher, rider and 3 horses. The race is started from a standing start, each heat is a lap around a quarter mile track, as the horses near the grandstands the catcher flags his teams horse and the rider jumps off and runs to the next horse that his being held by the holder. It doesn't usually go anywhere near as smooth as all that. There are wrecks as the catcher may be run down by the charging horse or the rider falls off leaving a loose horse to circle the track, riders rarely use saddles and run the race bareback at full speed. It's very exciting and has been a tradition going back decades.
The painting was done in the old technique of an underpainting or grisaille although I think 'grisaile' is a full composition done monochromatically. I achieved some interesting effects and was able to construct the composition very deliberately. It is a good illustrative technique when the purpose is to relate information. Because of my close association with horses I concentrate in getting the anatomy correct and fill the picture with details of the subject and event. I can see where such work would improve an artists skills and is why many collectors value such work, it is straightforward and doesn't require interpretation.

3/11/06

March '06 paintings, "On your Game"


"Belgian Study", 16"x20"

"March on the Sanpoil", 11"x16"

It's good to get back to painting after traveling on business for the Washington PUD's. You have to paint everyday to be 'on your game'.
Paul Dorrel, "Are You Making What You're Worth?", April addition of the Artist's Magazine, explaining to a patron that is new to purchasing art about the seemingly high price of artwork. In answer Dorrel, explained the amount of time, perhaps decades and training an artist invests in his career and although a painting may not reflect the hours of time it took to make it, the painting was a reflection of all the effort that lead up to that point. Dorrel also points out the role of the artist to society is as important as that of any other career be it legislator, archetect or engineer and to allow for that in your pricing. Those thoughts resonate with me. Sometimes it's difficult to continue when the financial challenges are so daunting. Such considerations challenge innovation and the exploration of technique or even content.
People want what is safe, especially in times of social duress but in fact it is this duress that motivates 'new' points of view and the challenge of established status quo whether it is in art or our homes.
In these studies I have been influenced by an artist I met and hope to have the opportunity to work with, Robert Krogle. www.robertkrogle.com . An exceptional draftsman his paintings are masterful. I bought a portrait study and have scrutinized it.
Solid basics of drawing, value, edges,color and technique. Thick over thin, back to front, light over dark.
I hope to get to Couer d'alene, ID. where artists are working together in studio to keep inspired and be challenged by fellow artists. Except for Everett Russel, Republic artist this area is pretty remote from other artistic influences.

3/05/06

Art Notes to self from DC
Friday, March 3, went on a "Gallery Walk" in Dupont Circle. Surprised at how many were on art walk, quite popular. About 20 galleries on list and we hit maybe 8 of them. Many served wine and hor d'ouvers. Tiny, tiny little galleries. Some were converted townhouses useing both floors and sometimes basement. Very clever use of archetectural space but too crowded especially for viewing larger spaces. The townhouses are quite attractive and should be the subject of some sketches but the wind is blowing 30 miles per hr down these concrete corridors and too many museums to absorb the masters, I'll be going with Betts to the National where there is an installation of Cezanne in Provence http://www.nga.gov/exhibitions/index.shtm#cezanne. Saw a show of Degas, Sickert (who I had never heard of, an Englishman that hung with the Montmart Impressionists, it was wispered he was Jack the Ripper but just gossip) and Toulous -Lautrec who I admire for his facility with the brush and intimacy with his subjects, the absinth drinkers, dancers and patrons of the debauched society of Paris. fun! Degas' is a superb draughtsman of the transatory moment i.e. ballet dancers, circus acts. In distinction to Sargent whose drawings we saw at the Corcoran who is a superb Academic draughtsman.
In Dupont Circle we discovered an acedemician, Dennis Olsen, from Santa Reparta Int., school of Art, Florence, Italy that resides in Texas. I only mention this artist as an example that affirms my opinion that 'art is a barometer of culture'. His work is interesting, in-as-much-as it is modern heirgliphics establishing the painting or rather wall decoration as 'artifact'. The trouble I have with much of modern art is the need for interpretation. I also don't think much of art that includes words or statements. Mr. Dennis Olsen's, work is derived out of what he refers to concepts of pentimento, vestigial images and palimpsests; which to me safely ensconce his work in an insularity that precludes a damaged ego, by that I mean, being so enigmatic insulates ones ego from critisism, which is safe but not courageous as hanging ones ego out on the end of a brush. Leaving ones self open to criticism is one of the best way an artist has to grow both technically and in character. One thing he did say that affirms my thoughts is that todays art is 'pluralistic', which I take to mean, "anything goes". I find the effort of making anything go the next extention of that thought. We, as artists, push the envelope hoping to discover some truth thereby shoving the wall of what we know forward, which is culture, this is true of any discipline but art, unlike engineering and the pracitcal arts, doesn't have any rules, like navigating through un-charted space and is congruent with what I feel is true about artists, they are the fringe element and should be either institutionalized or provided an island in which to live. I fear such an island would be a twilight zone and look a lot like a Hieronymous Bosh pictue.
I got Betts to the Hirshhorn (weird, two H's back to back?), and a dose of modern classics. If art is a barometer of culture then art history is the face of the barometric guage and the Hirshhorn does a good job of presentation although at this juncture there were more contemporary installations than pieces from the past. A number of them were photo based and quite cerebral. I was surprised to find the biggest crowds were viewing modern art as opposed to classic stuff although we haven't been to the largest display of representational art at the National Gallery. I think part of the reason is that the museums do a good job of local advertising and DC is a place of Universities and well educated bureaucrats, politicians and none too few population of a million people in the area.
The Corcoran, www.corcoran.org, which is also a school had an installation of dead things. It was horrible. I guess that was what the artist was after. I can't imagine working with such things. The smell was overwehlming. Dead fish, dead birds, dead coyotes it was appalling and entirely offensive. The artist was Ronald Gonzalez and you can have him and the death he must love. YUK!
The best impressions were of a piece by Henry Twachtman in the Phillips collection, that we both loved. We discovered a landscape of his that was gorgeous. It might be that we liked it because of the similarity with my own work. We discovered another piece in the Corcoran by Monet with similar technique of evident brush strokes that emphasize light and local color in which the artists personality and character is evident because of the brushwork and the choice or perhaps love of color.
Betts and I agree that one of the most important features of a painting is that the hand of the artist is evident. You can always recognize a certain artist by their work but should that work be appealing and something that resonates with the viewer becomes the mature patrons reason to appreciate and perhaps desire to own. If a person extends themselves to purchase or own a work of art outside the consideration for investment, it is likely because that work resonates with them, speaks to them, perhaps on many levels and is the mystery that compels artists to continue to pursue the muse. It must be something like a love song. There have been enumerable love songs throughout history but we never tire of hearing the same thing in a new way, so too art, we wish to know how others see the world, whether it affirms, discovers or refutes what we have come to learn or wish to discover about life.
Before I sign off I have to mention the discovery of "ledger art," that we found in the Museum of Native American Culture. Ledger books were provided to Indians by settlers, storekeepers and governments on which native americans would draw. It is a curious record of both the art (primarily storytelling i.e. tipi drawings/symbols) done on a record of the life at the time, purchases, records of death, birth and enrollment lists. Their is a dual value in that the record the drawing is on is antique and the drawing itself. In some fashion it relates to what Dennis Olsen and his work is doing in that it is about a record of a record that becomes an artifact.......fini...........almost, I must remind myself of the early work of Richard Diebenkorn, good stuff.

3/03/06


I'm blogging from Washington D.C. I'm up late, DC time, but not so late Washington time, i.e. Pacific Time. Even the mall in D.C. is an edifice to monumentality, makes apparent 'malldom' is a transitory, disposable, archetecture.
art note to self: painting as artifact- images as symbols, statement, less illusion than comment. Once technique is achieved the challenge may be application of opinion, perhaps through the excercise of imagination, less artist as recorder as in portraiture but artist as editorial commentator. At what point does craft become art? Cartoon become Art.
While touring the Freer Gallery, Corcoran and Museum of Modern art, I will look for answers to these questions. It is easy to be enamored with representational art, studying technique and impressed with the virtuosity of such masters as Rembrandt or Bellows or Matisse but challenging and not a little scary to work in the fashion of more modern artists such as Kandinsky, Miro, Chagall. Like bungy jumping or pointing your skiis over the precipice anticipating the challenge of making it down the slope without breaking a leg.
The Horse as a symbol. Color as expression. Close scrutiny to convey meaning the hopeful result a new creation that imparts understanding in the form of substance. Telling a story in a literal sense is a fine accomplishment but saying the same thing with feeling imparts substance i.e. Washington Crossing the Delaware as opposed to Guernica.
I am enjoying the contrast of urban/rural transition. Going from the paradise and peace of the Sanpoil to San Diego or Washington DC or Seattle which I have been to in the last couple weeks on business for the WaPUD Assc. my visual vocabulary is stuffed to overflowing which makes it difficult to commit to a particular expression but all goes away once the brush is in hand.
I was walking past the Capital which stands on a hill at the end of the Mall and the sun was lighting the sky which was filled with light purple cumulus clouds. A very difuse light in which the white stone of the capital building merged with the sky. What was extraordinary was the sky was Red, White and Blue. It would be a bit trite as a painting but having seen the effect I was excited to make the effort to portray the experience as I saw it. Sort of a Hudson River school lighting, sunbeams et all.

2/27/06

horse portrait commissions

I've been painting my horses on big canvasses or atleast 2'x3'. I would like to paint them bigger, lifesize would be good, 8'x10' canvas would do it. It's great to be able to use bigger brushes. It's a relief to be able to see better too. Not have to fuss over details, they just appear. I begin the painting in the coral with the horse tied up and then go in and finish. It usually takes me about 8 hrs of work depending on how demanding I want to get. I like bringing out their character. They all have distinctive colors and markings.

Painting can be a very lineal process. Rationally picking colors and laying them out using an intuitive grasp of the image that I have while keeping in mind the overall effect of the painting, works with big canvasses. I have to move around a lot and keep things balanced. When it is all said and done it comes down to the 'eye'. The eyes are a window on the soul. I've often felt when I look in the eye of a horse that I am closer to the Creator but not nearly as close as a horse gets to be.

2/07/06

a box of algorithms or a pallet of paint

I've been taking digital photos and playing with them in a photo program that has some spiffy tools. I got a little miffed because the computer does some stunning things that I wish I could do. What I have discovered is the computer as a tool has pushed me into new ways of working.


this first picture is a digital picture taken below Grand Coulee Dam called Seaton's Ferry, which I also did a painting of.


I used the computer to morph the digital photo into this version that is still somewhat representational


I then pushed it further into this rendition. What I learn here is how to see. How to push elements beyond the literal. How color relations are developed ending in an abstraction where the canvas becomes an object in its own right. It reminds me of reading Hans Hoffman's founder of the German, Bauhaus. I was a student going to Eastern Washington College, a half hour ride into the wheatland outside of Spokane, WA. He opened my eyes to the 'ideas' that an artist is obliged to grapple. It's been a long time since I was looking at things that intellectually rather than in the moment that I've lived in for so long.

I've often reflected upon what value there is to art. Picture making is not what it was when the camera didn't exist and the artist was something of a magician. Today we not only have camera but numerous technology that diminish the role of the artist who is relegated to the duty of operator of technology. People are saturated with visual stimulus and bombarded with ideas and take the images they are surrounded with for granted.

My attachment is to the process. Being one with nature. Like farming or logging my paintbrush is the team of horses that I harvest hay. Instead of harvesting a field I am harvesting a landscape and instead of producing a bale of hay I end up with a painting. One does not have any less value than the other and both share 'substance' which is how I want to live my life, a life of substance.