Weird and wondrous things can happen when you create a blog; you can post weird and wondrous things AND make a friend. Someone who should have been your friend years ago. Same tribe, same school, same hang outs – (Expresso Bar/CalTech folk dances) and same former boyfriend. A Muir boy who co-owned a Pasadena used bookstore. Who, despite the voice of Michael Silverblatt and the looks of Roger Swain, spent five years in prison. I know!!! how did he ever survive? Anyhow, someone we both left in the dust, in part, due to his really weird and creepy best friend. A guy who lived in his parent’s basement in a mansion overlooking the Arroyo. Old money and eccentricity are OK but if you don’t possess talent or style, your fish stinks. In my case FBF (former boyfriend) brought Creepy Guy to a poetry reading we’d arranged at our gallery downtown. Lets just say Mr Creepy sputtered odd and inappropriate commentary throughout the event. Last I would see of FBF until I attended a Bukowski exhibit at the Huntington and discovered that FBF was quite the collector of Bukowski ephemera. But, as is my way, I digress.
So back to my new old friend. Her name is Barbara. It’s a good name. I’ve never met a Barbara I didn’t like. She has a blog called “What I See” and I like what she sees, how she writes about what she sees and how she makes what she sees. She’s a committed plein air watercolorist who heads a little group of like minded souls in weekly ‘paint on site’ three hour sessions. I’ve been on the E-mail list for about 9 months and dying to join up; but slow to jump. Instead I met Barbara and crew sans the art supplies, when they showed up to paint at Church of Angels near where I live. A month or so later I jumped.
Plein air water color painting; the road less traveled (academically) AND less respected (at CalArts – until they can apply a theory based program to it). Remember my previous post? same thing with ceramics, so yeah, I’m rethinking what I’m missing.
So here’s the thing about water color. You’ve got to plan it out in order to keep your whites and lights super brite; it’s called blocking. And it doesn’t hurt to know how to use wet on wet either. If you don’t, you risk blur on blur.
Presenting my first watercolor in 33 years. This particular site is home to the Los Angeles River Center on Ave 26.
I would say there are about three things going for my 12″x16″ overly ambitious painting; btw – thats a lot of ground to cover in three hours. The upper left side with a quick impression of King Palms allowing the sky to show through; kinda works. Second, the planter to the right – not the plants themselves but the pot. I seemed to have swung that brush without temerity. Unfortunately I didn’t plan the wall ‘said’ planter sits on. Instead I dove into the palm trees behind it; which brings us to my third favorite thing – the palm trees behind it. Not the fronds but the trunks. They have the kind of technique you’d expect to find in a 40’s California watercolor. Not knowing how to address the middle ground, I chose to stick in a large parrot. E-mail me if your interested in buying it. Serious inquiries only.
Koo Koo Kachoo.