Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Serpentine

Serpentine.
Triptych central panel.
Oil on gesso board.
15cm x 36cm or 6in x 14.2 in
Right hand panel, 15 cm x 15 cm or 6 in x 6 in. Oil on gesso board.
Left hand panel, 15 cm x 15 cm or 6 in x 6 in, oil on gesso board.
Here is how they go together.  
This is the second of my triptych series, with meditations each side.  This one is the rock that is so much a part of this area, serpentine.  In fact it is why this part of Cornwall is called the Lizard, serpentine, serpent... Also appropriate as a title as to me there appear lots of serpentine shapes in this painting.  Painting wet sand takes a lot of concentration, there are colours and reflections, shapes and marks.  I am particularly pleased with the reflections in the still puddles of water at the base of the rocks.  I like the way reflections change the colours of the sky.   I also like the sky in this picture, it is slightly other worldly. 
I will post this up with the sketches on Watermarks in a day or so, (when I can get a slot) Everyone in the group seems to be working very well, it is positively flowing.  So if you haven't visited do so because it is fascinating to see how one subject, Water, is realised by different artists.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Walk With Me

Walk With Me.
Watercolour and Pen
Sketchbook

Do you want to come for a walk?  Lets go down to Kennack, the tide is low and we can walk along the sand.  It is cold so bring a coat but the sun is shining, low in the sky, lets walk towards the sun.  Listen to the surf, booming and taste the salt on your lips.  Breathe deeply, you can smell the air, so clean, so full of iodine and life, breathe it in.  There is no one here, just some footprints and see how the mica glistens in the sand.  You go and explore, I shall sit here on the rocks and draw.  The winter sun has warmed the smooth, dark red serpentine, it is quite comfortable.  Don't be long though, there are dark clouds coming, rain soon.  We shall go home and have fresh coffee, shall I make a cake?

Friday, January 23, 2009

Stones, Low Tide.

Stones, Low Tide
Sketchbook, Watercolour.

Another study for a triptych, I am working on the details, they will be tricky to paint so they will be revealed later (when I know I can do it!)
Here I am standing in the shallow rush of water, the last efforts of a stream as it spreads out over the sand  like strands of mermaids hair, towards the sea.  Round smooth stones catch the light and the water makes small babbling sounds as it rushes over them.  In the distance the waves boom and crash.  Sound is different here, somehow diluted by space and light.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Low Tide, Kennack

Low Tide, Kennack.
Oil on board, 
15 cm x 36 cm or 6 in x 14.2 in

Here it is, the center panel for the first of my triptych series.  Below you can see how it will look together with the two side panels.  Painting water is fascinating, so many colours, different types of movement and different surfaces, quite a challenge and very meditative.
This day, down at Kennack sands the tide was very low, I am not sure if it was a spring tide but it may well have been.  The waves were loud, the kind of booming that travels through you, thudding in your rib cage like a powerful heart beat. The air filled with that smell of iodine and richly ionised, very restorative.
Low Tide, Kennack Triptych

Monday, January 19, 2009

Going Home

Going Home
Tiny Moleskine Sketchbook
Watercolour, pen and tippex.

The last of my cocklers sketches, this was a slightly darker light but there were sparkles on the sea and, as I had no masking fluid and it is such a tiny size, I chanced upon a tippex pen in my voluminous bag.  (Tippex is correction fluid for typists and people who make mistakes in case you don't know what it is)  Anyway, perfect for putting the sparkle in!

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Kennack Sands






I am working on a triptych right now, this is the sketch and the two side panels, to find out a bit more please visit Watermarks.

Friday, January 16, 2009

The Passing of a Master

Andrew Wyeth died today.
He is one of my main men, my artistic hero.
His work is full of humanity and beauty.  
What a fantastic life, fantastic talent, how brilliant that he lived and painted what he did.


Andrew Wyeth.  July 12 1917- January 16 2009.  
Thank you Mr Wyeth for seeing all that beauty and passing it on.


Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Muddy Foot Prints


Now, I was going to cancel my other blog but I have given it a reprieve.  However it has changed, it is to be a blog of process, how things are made or created.  Starting with this, my felt crow, well to be more accurate, the next one, an Egret.  I have decided to make some water birds, the companions to my paintings.  I don't know if they will decide to materialise properly, it is always a bit of a surprise but I shall be charting the progress over on the shiny Muddy Foot Prints, formally known as Muddy Red Shoes!  Hope to see you there from time to time...off now to draw Egrets.

Frost, Mist and Smoke

Frost, Mist and Smoke.
Oil on Canvas
45 cm x 35 cm or 17.7 in x 13.8 in

Early morning down at Gweek boatyard, the houseboats are waking up, woodburning stoves alight, the smoke mingling with the mist.  Frost has painted everything, there is a blueish light but as the sun rises a softer yellow arrives.  The cold water seems to be thicker than usual, reflecting the sky back in brighter colours.  River birds break the morning air with their cries.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Waning Gibbous

Waning Gibbous
Tiny Moleskine Sketchbook
Watercolour, marker pens.

Owl and foxes call into the night air, a cold wind blows and the moon seems to ride the sky.  I love the word gibbous, waxing and waning, lovely!

Monday, January 12, 2009

Something Else





When I was younger, so much younger than today, I never needed antibody's help in any way, but now those days are gone and I am not so self assured, now I find Ive changed my mind and opened up the doors...
OK I will stop singing...when I was younger I got my art degree in sculpture but I became a painter and illustrator, strange I know but I figured that I could learn to weld, cast and carve etc.  Anyway just recently I have discovered needle felting and, by way of a little relaxation, in the evenings, I have been furiously stabbing away at beautiful hanks of fine smelling wool.  The white is Marino and the black is Shetland, sheep come in many colours.  So I am teaching myself the craft and finding my old love of things three dimensional.  The strange mother and child is the second figure that I have made and the crow is work in progress.
So, you see, I don't paint all the time!

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Trigging as it is known.


Trigging, as it is known.
Tiny Moleskine Sketchbook
Watercolour, pen & ink
 
Well...having just looked up the definition off this word I am now "shocked of Cornwall"!!  
Down ere, me ansome, tis the word for cockling on a Good Friday, quite a tradition.  I shall leave this title as is because I refuse to be embarrassed into things, Trigging is cockling in my book!

Friday, January 09, 2009

Through the Trees

Through the Trees
Tiny Moleskine Sketchbook
Watercolour, Pen and Ink

Here they are again, the couple, he is holding her bag while she walks away from him, into the sea... "come back!  We can sort it out, I am sorry darling... look its that strange figure up on the cliff top watching us again."

Talking of tiny figures and little stories, take a look at this, most excellent, work... Little People

Thursday, January 08, 2009

The Tide is Turning

The Tide is Turning
Tiny Moleskine Sketchbook
Watercolour, pen & ink.

Do you ever people watch and make up little stories about them?  I do!


Wednesday, January 07, 2009

Avec Maman

Avec Maman
Tiny Moleskine Sketchbook.
Watercolour and Pen
13 cm x 8.3 cm or 5 in x 3 in

I went to Falmouth today to deliver some paintings to the gallery.  It was cold but bright and sunny so on the way home we went via Durgan and I did some little sketches.  Some of these may go towards some paintings of figures on the beach, not sure yet, will just wait and see.
Anyway this tiny person, all wrapped up against the cold and in the safe hands of her Mum was walking on the beach.  I like the way a pose can say so much, that steadying hand, the haven from which to explore the vastness of the world.

Friday, January 02, 2009

Durgan

Durgan
Oil on board
6 in x 6 in or 15 cm x 15 cm

Another painting of the light and trees at Durgan.  If you fancy taking a little painting journey with me to see how this painting came about please visit Watermarks