Showing posts with label watercolor painting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label watercolor painting. Show all posts

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Deep in the Forest

"Late Winter Forest",  watercolor, VClaff 2013

I've come to an important moment in the development of this new work. I've explored the possibilities of the technique, found its limits and understand a little better how to achieve a balance of allowing and controlling. Last week was particularly productive as I had a day off from teaching, which doesn't sound like much, but allowed a four day stretch to focus entirely on painting. 
"Winter Mists",  watercolor, VClaff 2013
All the small explorations have given me a confidence about what is possible, 
especially in the first wash layers. This week I began to play with sublte details
in the other layers as I get a clearer understanding of where I want to take the 
imagery. I also invested in a new brush (more expensive than you might think) 
which helps me achieve the detail I desire. I love the new brush, and now 
need a few more! I'm reminded of a chalk board in my father's woodshop that 
for years had the words - don't use cheap brushes - written on it. I completely 
agree. I have a good stock of very good brushes, but each way of working demands
specific tools, and as this work develops, I need different tools for different 
details. In the case of these paintings, each layer of paint demands a different 
kind of brush. 

"Winter Marsh",  watercolor, VClaff 2013
In the three paintings above, I'm getting at the essence of technique and image
In the top two, the subtle addition of dimensionality in the darker layer of trees 
suggests many directions I might go in. It seems the further I go with this work, 
the more expansive I feel. I am deep in the forest now, navigating by my intuition 
and possibly with the assistance of an unseen tree-spirit or two. 


Pasha is always there to guide me, too, though the last few days of cold and 
frozen percipitation, had him a tad on the grumpy side. On a particularly raw 
and wet day, I found him perched on the gas heater, enjoying the heat radiating 
off of the cast iron. 





 In contrast to the unfriendly week I posted about last time, this week has brought 
some lovely surprises! A gift in the mail from Grace at Windthread really made my 
day... a Grass Woman to add to the magic of my studio. She was placed on the 
windowsill temporarily until she finds her permanent place. When I looked at her 
later in the day, I noticed that she hadn't quite liked the position I had chosen for 
her, so instead, had leaned over and grabbed the candle holder. She is keeping 
company in the cozy corner with my sculpture Root Grandmother. I'm sure they are 
sharing many an important story about roots and grasses together. 




I'll leave you with a series of images from my walk yesterday... I walked slowly 
and found great pleasure in the last of the winter garden stocks and the vibrant
mosses now visible again as the snow melts. 



























Sunday, March 24, 2013

Deeper Into the Mystery...

"Winter Mists", watercolor,  22 x 30", VClaff 2013
Tucked into my little studio, snowstorms howling outside and 
Pasha sleeping by the stove, the forest whispers its secrets to me. 
The new paintings feel like the integration of many things - things 
I can articulate, and things I cannot. For the first time in many 
years, each painting I make teaches me as well as deepens 
the mystery. Each new piece is a threshold to new 
possibilities in both form and content. 
Its a good place to be.  

small work, untitled, VClaff 2013 
I usually start the day with a few smaller explorations, 
warming up for the larger work. I push the medium with 
these to see what is possible, and what might create 
interesting results. Some get pretty wild. 

small work, untitled, VClaff 2013
small work, untitled, VClaff 2013
After a few of these, I begin a larger piece. Below is the first 
layer of "Winter Mists", the first painting in this post. Its the 
largest size I can go at present, unless I decide to buy a 
roll of watercolor paper. I've found both the long, thin 
format and this large rectangle work for my subject.   

first layer of "Winter Mists" above
"Rising Mists" below, is a painting completed yesterday, which
has me thinking about all sorts of things and reminds me of 
a particular spot by a stream in the forest here. 

"Rising Mists", watercolor, 22 x 30", VClaff 2013
 "Winter Trees" is one I'm interested in... one that seems to 
get to the heart of the stories I'm wanting to tell. 

"White Trees", watercolor, VClaff, 2013

Pasha, as ever, is my constant companion. Having been hesitant 
about the studio when it was first built, he now seems to look forward to 
our days in there. Sometimes, when we are out running around on paths 
and roads to let off steam, he runs there and cries at the door to go in... 
disappointed that we don't.


 He's been a bit adventurous with all the snow, trudging home 
from a short forest expedition over mountains of snow in a storm. 





And the snow falls and falls... burying house and paths 
and car again and again, leaving magic in its wake. 




On the Vernal Equinox, I watched a pink-tinted sky brighten as I 
headed off on my long commute. Light snow and beautiful light 
graced the morning.  


Once out of the forest there was a different kind of light-magic, 
inspiring me the whole way down the hill.