Suzanne Russell Art
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Continuing practise
How is my practise and word of the year going? Well, it’s the start of February and I have managed to blog on a loosely weekly schedule. There’s no schedule, that word is glowing up the vague remembrance to actually write something on the website I pay for. I notice the weird internal dialogue about…
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Critical Comparison Crap
I’m working on two paintings this week, both using the same reference. Here’s one of the works-in-progress with the background and underpainting blocked in. I’m enjoying this immersion in portraiture so much, and I’m having so many ideas for paintings. Recently, I saw a portrait by another artist in the online class/community I’m participating in,…
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Blocks, blocked, and unblocked
I have been making art since I was knee-high to a grasshopper. I won an art prize when I was around 5 years old, with a painting of a steam engine. I remember being so excited about winning this prize, and the fact I would have to attend the Steam Engine Rally to collect my…
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Word of the Year
It’s two weeks into the year and I have settled on my WOTY. I was musing about the way New Year’s Resolutions are often a list of ways we aren’t good enough, and even the way, for me, the WOTY often disappears from my consciousness after a few weeks, and so did I really need…
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Clusterbourach
Up to that point I had a good thing going with almost daily art practise, and then there was the annual dog lodger shenanigans. He’s the most adorable geriatric lurcher, and when he comes to stay, he shadows me like glue.
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/end *waving at all of this*
I am now boasting eight pages of my 100 mini paintings project. I am having a lot of fun with this, which means I’m ignoring other arty projects just now, but it’s all good.
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Ill-tricket
I find the paintings that I like most, whether they are mine, or someone else’s, are not Nice paintings. I like finding the darker vibe, the shadows, and the ill-tricket energy.
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100 Paintings Project
These aren’t meant to be works of art, they are much more about process, and I will probably bind them into a sketchbook affair once I have finished. If I finish, because there’s always the chance I won’t.
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Shading
The pastels came back to me in a torn box, with the inserts discarded somewhere so they were all in a jumbled, dusty mess. They were broken, wrappers were torn, or missing, and all the colours rubbing together had coated them all in a kind of manky grey dust.
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Circling
Things I know about blogging and me: I never finish blog challenges, absolutely especially daily ones. I need to watermark my photos so they don’t end up being someone on Etsy’s wee giclée print. Unless I buy a giclée printer. I like the idea of pottering along barely noticed. I might post this as a…
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Weegle
‘Gin he but saw the weegle-wag O’ ony wagtail’s tail’
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Fragmented
Lockdown 2020 has changed everything, and yet for me it just seems to be another phase in what, in my darker moments, feels like a long drawn out fragmentation of life. The reality is that I could trace that fragmentation all the way back to childhood, so perhaps the lesson is simply that nothing is…
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