This painting is very special to me in many ways. It was done with oil stick…sort of like a large crayon of oil paint. They do not have the same toxicity as tube paint does. That is a good thing because when I use them, I first have to scrape off the hard shell each time and I get it all over my hands and under my fingernails. The oil stick comes in a multitude of colors plus there is a clear stick which is great for blending colors. You can also use a bit of turp or paint thinner to move the paint around once it's on the board.
Usually, I paint on canvas or paper but with this particular medium, oil stick, I needed a more solid surface so I used Fredericks art board. With oil stick, you have to press harder and a canvas has too much give to it. If I use paper, there will be a board the paper is mounted on.
The painting was done from a photo reference given to me by a special person who is mentioned in two of my poems. The number 3 has a special meaning I haven't figured out yet. There is a lot of texture to this piece that you are not able to see in the above photo. My mother had this in her home for a few years before she died. She had attached a note on the back of it 'on loan to be given back to Pam upon my death'. She had paid me for this painting and if the note had not been there, it would have been sold at an estate sale.
It has, even in the photo a great deal, of depth and dimension
Those are not real peppers? Excellent. They look real. I put up some more of Adventures in Hippy Land today if you are interested.
Pam, your painting(s) are very beautiful. The shape form, colors evince depth and dimension that, even though I am not there, reach out to me. I will not ask you to trawl my blog archives, but a year or two back I posted photographs and wrote poems about my regular visits to the magnificent "Museo del Prado" in Madrid, capital city of Spain. Looking now at your paintings I easily imagine your 'still life' – The Three Peppers – would be at home among the treasures in El Prado.I cannot (yet?) do what you do, and perhaps I shall never be able to do this, for it takes not only a natural skill, a "God given" ability, but many years of active practice and profound loving dedication to bring into existence all the paintings that you create. For my own part, I have been creating poems over a similar period (length) of time and realize that practice, dedication, motivation, whether it be personal or vicarious, is key to all that we do.Yours is truly an art form, whereas mine is an aspiration to be so.
A talent IS a gift, but it must be honed and excersized. Which would explain why I cannot spell worth a damn anymore.
Thank you for your kind words LP. I do believe what I do artistically is a gift….and so are your poems.
I love this result! Very fine and interesting.
Abbacus, thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
I just want to chop those peppers up and put them in a salad!
"I just want to chop those peppers up and put them in a salad!"Makes me want to put them in an omelet. I think I'll get to the store today and get some. I've got some 'eggbeaters' I need to use up….it is expensive and goes bad faster than I use it up sometimes.
I just got home from the market. I may do "rice and beans" tonight, cajun style. I like to sweat a little when I eat.:cheers:
Pam, I'm still watching this thread and have returned to enjoy again looking at your wonderful painting. You create art that uplifts me :happy: and your talent leaps out from your pages. Thank you for this :up:
Thanks and you're welcome Loku. I wish I had more wall space so I could hang this painting up.
So, there WAS method to his madness! Do you have a garage with walls? Maybe you could start your own museum some way or other.:coffee:
Hmmmm, under my bed is empty space. I don't know why I never thought of that before. And to keep dust off the paintings, I could buy a large plastic 'under bed' storage box. :coffee:
Nope, no garage. I had an open carport with a roof but I enclosed it five years ago to make my studio. Most of my art work is in there plus two closets. There is still one more pile of art work stacked against a wall in my living room that I'd like to move out of there.
VanGogh used to stuff his paintings under his bed!:coffee:
The "under the bed" idea isn't bad. Well the clock says that I have to roll out of here now. Talk to you later.:up: