The truth will set you free. But not until it’s finished with you.
David Foster Wallace
My #9 pleine air watercolor in 33 years.
Last week I didn’t make the pleine air watercolor session because I was actually making money (see prior post) from my own studio practice, (a term I hate – but it does kind of sum it up nicely). Heady after a month of actual financial pluses, I was off to the field once again. Oh boy, that M.F.A. is paying big! Usually I plunk myself down next to Barbara. Gives me a chance to chat to a fellow human. I spend a lot of hours alone. And a sense of security. I’m insecure. Anyhow, feeling sassy, I found the confidence to go it alone.
This is San Pascual Stables. I kept my horse here for a short while. Once upon a time, South Pasadena saw fit to remove the stables from the hands of Anna Wartz and lease it out to a latino lethario named Rinaldo. Remember that Jerry Seinfeld episode where he gets stuck wearing a puffy shirt? That was Rinaldo’s uniform of choice. Rinaldo took pleasure in breaking up marriages. Like I always say (once) “Better the peanut gallery you know then the peanut gallery you don’t.”
[WARNING SHOP TALK] Not visible here, I put in a 3/4 inch border using tape. Several places the paint slipped under. But not in a way that takes away from the piece. This ended up being one of my compression paintings that I had to rein in; pun intended. I went for that desired expressionistic brush stroke, but I started with the specifics (trash bins, tractor, horse). I haven’t found the right balance on how to meld the two; immediacy/specifics. If you watch the video you’ll see the swath of fallen earth behind the palm tree. It should have been kept light. Unfortunately I had lost the form of the silver tree to it’s left. By going back and working the specifics, it became clearer to me what was needed in the way of the hillside behind them. A kind of push and pull. The houses on the ridge are clean and simple. Surprisingly, the black tarp reads well. The shed housing the alfalfa cubes is kind of whacked out but I liked it, and left it ALONE. Editing and quitting takes a certain maturity. The orange horse? can’t believe I can still draw one.
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