Tag: acrylic painting
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Self Portait
Late last night I got a blast of inspiration and started prepping a canvas for today. I did say yesterday that my six little canvases might end up shunted again soon. I heard someone referring to this as ‘simmering’ and I suppose that’s a nicer way to put it, it’s definitely more constructive than ‘shunted’…
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Pot, Pottering and Portrait
I painted and pottered for several hours today, working in my sketchbook, and also carrying on with my six little canvases. All six now have gel transfers of the odd little face motif from one of my drawings, and I’ll start painting them tomorrow, unless my brain takes me off in some other direction, which…
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Blue Woman
This orange background has been sitting in my stash for a short age, and then today I added more stencilling around the edge, and added this sitting figure that I am enjoying just now. She isn’t finished, but I know what I want to do next, and I’ll let that be my starting place tomorrow.…
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Monday Postcard
I spent some time swatching colours today, and mixing with a limited palette, and I also got stuck in with three gel plates rotating for a bit, but my favourite postcard from today is this sketch. Til the morn, Suzanne 184/200
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Skull and Red
It’s very weird accepting the death of Murphy even though I knew that it was not going to be long. I just knew. He wasn’t my dog, he only came to stay here for his holidays, and odd weekends here and there, but he was tied up in the story of my own dog who…
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Inspired By Old Sketchbook Page
I’ve probably said this before, but there are so many videos on social media flipping through perfect and beautiful sketchbooks, and that’s all very relaxing to watch, but my sketchbooks are a clusterbourach of discombobulation, especially the older stuff. That’s fine, there are all sorts of ways of filling a book, and although I have…
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Dour Mood
Til the morn, Suzanne 179/200
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Sad
Dogs don’t live long enough, and all I have is paint smears. Til the morn, Suzanne
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RIP
The northern lights came last night, and I felt that was a sign that my dear, sweet Murphy’s time was close. My parents messaged me to say he’s had a bad day yesterday, and they didn’t think he was there anymore, so when the aurora showed, it felt like a message. He will be going…
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Critic Versus Paintbrush
The remnants of my recent migraine were crawling around my brain today, combined with not enough sleep brought on by staying up too late last night watching art YouTube and wondering if I am going to go on the rollercoaster that is the learning curve of making vlogs. I’m not sure if it’s me, really.…
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By The Sea
I spent some time today doing another two colour play exercise, but this time I chose my colours. I didn’t enjoy it as much as yesterday, and although I mixed some nice colours, I wasn’t feeling the interplay between a transparent paint and an opaque one. Not today. It was a fun warm up exercise,…
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