Q: How do I know when a painting is ‘finished’?

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Q: How do I know when a painting is ‘finished’?

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A: When I run out of paint.

A: The buyer pays in cash.

A: When I have to start a new painting. I have a rain slicker-like small work area.

A: When the rats eat it.

A: When someone steals my easel.

A: When someone pinches my easel and leaves the canvas in the alley with tire tread.

A:When my studio mates use my canvas to cover a broken window pane.

A: The Post-It ™ read, “Sorry, I was so cold. “ My easel, paints, brushes, and canvas are fuel.

c. Lemuel

07 November 2018

Making, the Art

My ability to learn is up or it is down, but sometimes it is “just right”.

Learning to Make anything takes practice. I get experience from practice.

If I try maybe I will have success.

Practice is the travel companion to Art (and anything really).

A finished work, price tagged and “re-homed”, gives at least two people, maybe the gallery too, pleasure.

No one sees my practice.

But it pays.

c. Lemuel

01 November 2018

No Fear Art

I am letting you see my notes to myself.

Art, I mean real involved work has no place for the dross of fear. Fear destroys. You create.

Show your Art. If you hide not many will acknowledge your work. Do not be Invisible.

Set yourself free. You can if you set your mind, body, and soul into your liberation.

Be courageous. Put you into your Art. That is what people want. Your vitals and soul and brains and sinew. It is your story — make it the best story.

You are not a laser printer. You make the Art. You are the only you the world has right now.

Also do not work for free. Take the money. If you value your work so will others.

Set yourself free.

Be courageous.

Do the work.

Show your work.

Be fearless.

Go get ’em.

Lemuel

2018

Take the Path, Art

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I enjoy taking materials and making something. My intention is to be original and to avoid being derivative. There is only so much I can do with a still life of fruit.

I am reminded of this advice:  “Take the path.” Go on with what inspires you. Make your Art.

I have learned every attempt brings new insight. Especially be gentle with other Artists, we are all our way to self-discovery. Remember, be gentle with my own work. I cannot always see my path, always reaching.

That’s the fun part.

Color pencil on card stock ~ 15 cm x 20 cm, ~6 in x 8 in, 

No One Holds my Leash

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Some time in the past I learned to “practice the fundamentals”. This advice or maybe it was a hard-bitten lesson to my hard head, anyway the rule has followed me through all aspects of my life.

If you want to get good at something, then practice the fundamentals. Talent will take you only so far. Sometimes luck will take you further than talent. The basics make the game and in my case make the Art.

The fundamentals are the framework for your razzle-dazzle.

I learned to pay my dues. Own my mistakes. Learn and move on. Accept my successes. Learn and move on.

No one holds my leash.

Of Sky, a Bird, and Art

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In my county the cold clung to March with talons.

The sky was ice blue, more glacier blue, and ice crystal clouds played a game of crack-the-whip up next to space in the thin atmosphere.

I want to tear that picture from the sky, paste it in a scrapbook.

My paintings do no sky justice. The only hope I have is to rip the sky from the horizon and glue it on my canvas.

The air was cold but the sun was bright and made prisms dazzle.

A male Finch bumped my window a glancing blow. He was out cold, lying beak up, little feet curled as if perched.

I made a sick bed of a pasteboard box and a fresh warm towel.

I repeated, “You cannot keep a wild thing.”

Once warm and with no apparent damage the addled Finch stirred.

I placed the bird bed outside my window.

Soon the Finch flew—I almost missed its launch.

I knew that bird was back in the sky, part of a picture I had some small part in painting.

 

©2018