Painting on a Bad Canvas and some figure drawings
In December, while I was contemplating starting to paint in oils, I recuperated a couple of canvases from a starving British artist I know, who’d decided to throw in the towel on his dream of living from his art in France, at least until he could make a little money teaching design back in London. Two things should have tipped me off that this was not a good idea: a) he was starving b) he left them behind.
Despite my inexperience, I could tell that these were just cheapo cotton canvas, but I thought I could work on them anyway. On top of that, I set up a ridiculously complicated still life, for my level of skill. So while I’m sort of proud of myself for getting it done at all, it really is a shame that the underlying texture shows through, and it makes it very difficult to fine-tune the detail.
Well, it’s finished – I’m not going to touch it anymore and I’ve learned a valuable lesson. And next time I paint – on decent linen canvas – it will be a pleaure.
Last night my life drawing group started up again, after a break for Easter vacation. I almost forgot to go, and rushed out at the last minute with an 11″by14″ sketchbook and a couple of pencils. I’m so glad I that I went, because it was one of our very best models, and she announced that it was her last time ever, as she’s found a real job in another part of France. These are smaller format than I’m used to, but I’m thinking of projecting them onto larger format watercolor paper and playing with watercolor, as I’ve done in the past . I need to release some frustration after each oil painting, it seems…
(That little black box is a heater – I couldn’t see through it, so I drew it in!