That’s me dancing like a fool because the band is rocking. The crowd is a blur. They start moving too. They’re all pretty well lit. The orange paint is the loud music.
This close up is a guy catching my dance on his phone. He’ll probably put it on YouTube, or whatever, and I’ll be famous because it will go viral. It’ll be titled, “Old lady shakes it down.”
My daughter gave this to me for Christmas. She knew I wouldn’t follow the patterns in the book to make their designs. The book has some blank colored paper that you can make up your own idea and use the little precut pieces of color in a collage, or you can follow the numbers and make their pretty pictures too. The pieces are small so it would take patience to do one of their designs. This could add another design element to my mono prints and palette knife paintings.
This is modern art. I don’t feel like standing in front of a mirror and trying to get a likeness. What if it comes out looking cartoonish? That’s ok. It could even come out looking grotesque and that’s fine too.
Do I need to “labor” over this? nah. Do I need to mix natural skin colors? Just use what’s left from the previous painting and is drying up on the palette.
It can be for fun on a rainy day when you just want to goof around. I taped my paint brush to a yard stick like one of my favorite artists, Matisse. In fact, it was so much fun I might do more.
Since I’ve been trying to do modern art when I’m stuck at home because of bad weather, I can’t tell if it’s improving my skill or not. I did get the feeling it’s affecting me in some way I can’t describe exactly. It’s a mental thing. I’ll probably go back to traditional style when the weather improves. I’m tired of the cold rain, almost drove to FL. but 95 is probably a mess.
I had this board from an experiment I did a few years ago when I picked up pieces of birch bark and glued them onto a board to use as a background, then never thought of a good use for it. Today I was looking through my collection of different papers and decided to paint on it with my palette knife.
Now I’m heading out for a walk in nature because nature is a healer if she doesn’t decide to just kill you.
Porn update- Still there as of this morning
It seems like the FCC has bigger fish to fry than porn on wordpress freshly pressed art tag. I tried to find the forum where I complained to wordpress before with no luck. My daughter will come over tomorrow and help me with that. Am I the only one here that looks at freshly pressed? Why don’t the more computer savvy bloggers raise hell with wordpress? I can’t take it anymore. It could damage my mental health that I finally got after so many years of mental unhealth.
This is my self portrait done with a palette knife on pastel paper.
The forecast is for a whole week of cloudy rainy days. Bummer. If I had a week of nice sunny weather I could finish my painting of the battery. I’m going to keep my fingers crossed they change the forecast.
Meanwhile, guess I’ll have some fun at home. I can use paints that might never get used before they dry up in the tube. I don’t have to mix colors or clean brushes. I’ll do more.
You might think I look like Venus. It’s me. I’m left handed. hahahah
After my art folders and favorite paintings got stolen a couple days ago I wondered what was missing and what I still have. I still have one big cardboard folder with some things I was really glad to see. This is one of them. That’s me painting in the nude under the weeping cherry.
I also have a bunch of oil paintings that I’ll try to keep.
ok that was fun. I had an inspiration to draw myself with white and silver oil paint sticks on watercolor paper then use the same blue watercolor all over top of the paint sticks to see if I could make a transparent effect. The oil paint sticks resist the watercolor. I hope it looks ghostly. If it’s working I might use the effect again some time.
As I was doing this, I wondered if there’s a face morphing program that an artist could use to make a ghostly look. I saw an app that could put your face on a hot dog! It was a scream! I think I remember the beginning of face morph programming. Was it when Michael Jackson did his video where he sang, doesn’t matter if you’re black or white? He had good looking people of different races and sexes blending into each other. Now you can do it too. Those guys who code computers have to be geniuses.
Do computer programs have an imagination? Would they give you a ghost if they weren’t programmed to have a ghost as an option? I think they are limited to what the programmer could put in which isn’t the whole brain of an artist. They have a limited number of choices to work with for the creative process, where my brain has limited experience, but more than an app. As always, feel free to opine.
As I was standing in front of the mirror in my bathroom to work on this, I turned it around to look at the reflection. That’s an old way to check if your drawing is working, look at the reflection then you can see your mistakes better. I thought it kind of looks like me as I was working, but when I turned it around to see it in the mirror I thought, oh no. It looks like a primitive. Well, portraiture ain’t easy and I’ll try again some time. I have to keep challenging myself to do the difficult projects or I’ll never improve. Can’t say I’m afraid of failure, I can’t tell if it’s working or not anyway.
I wanted to make myself look younger. In real life I’m not trying to hide my age. I understand people that do, though. I’ll never get plastic surgery. I might not draw all the wrinkles.
Once I saw an art show where the artist wanted to make women feel better about their self images. She got a bunch of her friends drunk for nude photo shoots for her paintings. The models hid their faces from the camera with their hair or hats, or the photo was from the back. Then she enlarged the figures to around 8′ and painted them in acrylic with the scars, fat folds and skin blemishes in tight detail. The paintings were imposing larger than life. They were in your face “feminism”, I guess. I didn’t enjoy looking at them. When I was in art school we’d have got mocked out of town by our teachers if we painted scars or skin problems. Fat was ok. The only female model that was dependable was obese.
I was thinking how ironic it was that the obese model from long ago was ok nude without getting drunk first but the models for the woman self image empowerment project hid their faces after drinking wine. As for me personally, my clothes don’t come off. hahahah but I wondered if the women’s lib feel good about your body no matter what project actually did make anyone feel better. It made me feel bad for the models. I couldn’t look. And I consider myself to be a liberated woman. So for my self portrait, I’d like to make myself look better than real life. I don’t know if I was successful.
About my bucket list, I’m glad I didn’t wait till my hair is totally gray to do this. And I live at Virginia Beach, which today is suffering, including me when I think about the murders, but I think it’s mainly a fun place where people aren’t too surprised to see blue hair.
The other things on my bucket list are going to happen too because they’re all reasonable goals. Then if I have some warning before I die, I can say, yeah, I did that. It was fun.
Do I look like this? I don’t know. It’s not finished. My hair is brown and gray with a blue fringe, and I usually wear glasses. I’d like to do my self portrait with my fun “bucket list” hair do. I’m not drawing the glasses.
It’s hot and humid out today so I decided to try to sketch myself. I have my easel in the bathroom in front of the mirror. There’s enough room to walk around it but the light isn’t good. I worked on the sketch for an hour or so then did other things and then went back to it. I’d like to put some pastel in for color.
I’m not photogenic. There’s a photo of me somewhere but I don’t keep them. The good thing about doing a self portrait from life is that maybe I could make myself younger looking. Then I could say, look, I don’t need to buy the app for that! hahaha I’ll try to finish this so the blue stays in my hair forever on the blog.