That clean white beginning. The canvas is empty. Waiting. What does it want to be? A portrait? A landscape? Abstract? Pop? Does it want linear forms or organic masses? Color?
Rather than get hung up at this point before I've even begun, I usually just dive into painting. This day I started with the spray paints. I've been enjoying them. I covered the pristine surface with black and blue. No form. No shape. Just a haze of color still waiting for a subject.
As I waited for the paint to dry (something I'm not very good at) I flipped through a small pile of magazines for an idea. And I found an article in National Geographic about Penguins. My wife really likes Penguins, so I decided that today's painting would be a penguin just for her.
Rather than get hung up at this point before I've even begun, I usually just dive into painting. This day I started with the spray paints. I've been enjoying them. I covered the pristine surface with black and blue. No form. No shape. Just a haze of color still waiting for a subject.
As I waited for the paint to dry (something I'm not very good at) I flipped through a small pile of magazines for an idea. And I found an article in National Geographic about Penguins. My wife really likes Penguins, so I decided that today's painting would be a penguin just for her.
I used my sketch book to practice drawing the little guy before I put him into the painting, but even so, you can see some of my extraneous lines.
Next I used some torn pieces of cardboard to make the ice-flow. I sprayed around the ragged edges of the cardboard. It might look as if the penguin was lost at this point. But never fear.
I continued working with acrylic paints to refine and define my ice and to bring back the penguin.
At the end of it all it looked like this:
(you can click on the images to see them full sized. thank you. that is all.)
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