I'm posting a few photos of works in progress before I head to Denver for the holidays:



This is a large charcoal drawing I work on three mornings a week. I still have quite a bit of work to do--the finished drawing should be pretty polished. I'll do another one of these beginning in January and then hope to move on to painting the figure in black and white.



This is the set-up for my cast painting. I work on this five afternoons a week, and hope to be finished just after getting back from the Thanksgiving holiday.



Here's a better photo of the painting itself. This image is slightly darker than my actual painting.



This is a three-hour figure exercise we did a few days ago. We normally draw a model in pencil twice a week, but deviated from the norm for this one. It was great fun.

From Leaves to Roses

This morning I was stirring a pile of rose petals strewn across my tabletop. Jeff brought them home after the Obama victory last week -- we're living in The After now, and roses seemed required -- and I've decided to extend their life by making potpourri. Their soft and dainty colors and the smell that settled in the air as I moved them reminded me of an artist and painting I was introduced to a year ago and was simply amazed by.

Have you ever seen paintings by Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema? This painting's story is rather brutal -- Roman Emperor Heliogabalus is attempting to smother his unsuspecting guests in rose-petals that drop from ceiling panels. But the work is magnificent -- capturing that trail of petals as they drifted down through the air! He worked from life on this -- I've read that for four months he had roses delivered from the Riviera to his London studio on a weekly basis.

Be sure to click on the image to get a closer look.

The Roses of Heliogabalus by Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema

On Seeing Leaves

I've begun reading Harold Speed's "The Art and Science of Drawing." I've been trying to read a borrowed copy, but finally bought my own--I take such pleasure in the act of underlining and starring sentences, of jotting down notes on the page; I connect with what I am reading and I remember more.

I've barely finished the preface and introduction and my mind is already swimming with ideas about what art is and what I am trying to do. A big part of my journey as an artist is seeing the extraordinary in the ordinary and feeling something in connection to it. I often take mental note of things I encounter and have surges of emotion in response to things I see, but I rarely record them. This is an enormous resource to draw from in my artistic development, and is equally important as the drawings and paintings I produce.




On Monday I walked home from my evening drawing class, sometime after ten. The streets were empty, the night was crisp and sky clear. A layer of frost covered the thousands of leaves that crept up onto the sidewalks and spilled into the streets. The ground moved with me as I walked, the leaves sparkling with a multitude of tiny reflections of the moon's bright light.

Last night I walked home from posing for the evening portrait class. It had been sleeting on and off throughout the day, but a softer snow fell as I walked. I paused to catch a snowflake on my tongue, and became attuned to a quiet rush of sound. Snowflakes were hitting the leaves on the ground in such a melodic way that for a moment I thought I was walking close to a cascading river.

This morning I sloshed to school through the slushy remains of about an inch of snow. Many of the leaves laying along the sidewalks, in the gutters and streets had nearly disintegrated. Stems and thin membranes colored brown and yellow and mush stuck to one another in thick piles. I imagined myself wading through a leaf stew that had been cooking for too long. I feel for the squirrels. Winter has announced its arrival.

At home in Minneapolis

Well, it has been a while. I've turned over a new leaf--or perhaps an old leaf I have turned before but somehow left to get blown about and land however it chose. I am no longer going to go through life apologizing for the intermittent updates to blogs or phone calls and email to friends and family... this is just one aspect of my personality that we will all have to learn to call "endearing."

Life seemed to take a sudden and rapid turn this past summer, and I now find myself living in Minneapolis, MN, studying full time at The Atelier. The condensed and drama-defused version of events is that there was what I assume to be financial mismanagement by the administration of the Colorado Academy of Art (who knows where the money went), and the school closed its doors last July. It is a shame to see the school go--the teachers and program were wonderful and the program had great potential.

There had been indications of cash flow problems and rumors floating about the school for several months, and after consulting with close friends and my lawyer/father-in-common-law, it became quite clear that I needed to form a Plan B and get out while I could. One of my teachers graduated years ago from the Lack Atelier in Minneapolis and is good friends with the directors of the newer incarnation of the school. He suggested that if I would be willing to pack up and move--and live with the cold, cold winters--I should send in my portfolio. Dave Larsson is a fantastic teacher and person in general, and I thought that if the teachers at The Atelier were anything like him, it would be the place for me. So here I am.

The program is four years and the focus of year two is still-life, year three is portrait, and year four is portrait/interior scenes. I've got class drawing from the model five mornings a week and then working on my own projects in my studio space each afternoon. They've started me out doing a couple of projects that I did last year; the directors want to be sure I'm not missing anything they teach first year and want to get to know my abilities and drawing/painting techniques. I'm currently painting a large cast of an ecorche face (a sculpture of a head with no skin that shows the muscle structure) but should be painting still-life in color by the winter break.

That's the latest. Did I mention that I love the school? And that I have a studio space with a window and work by natural light? Oh, and that I LOVE IT?! I'm set up for success and just have to keep moving toward it!

I managed to skip a layer somewhere in here--always forgetting to bring my camera with me! This photo show parts of two different stages. The week before last I was so frustrated that I just about scrubbed out her face--I realized that the face had grown too large and need to shorten it a bit. Of course if you change one thing you seem to have to change everything around it, so the fabric and fold shapes have been altered and everything (but the face) seems to be a bit simplified compared to the previous photo. I'm going to work only with glazes now; no more thick layers of paint. I won't be painting at the gallery after this week, so the rest will have to come together in a real hurry... I'll keep my fingers crossed and keep working!

I finished another layer today... it was a struggle, but it is coming along:

This is the photo of the second stage of the copy I am making:



I didn't use enough paint in these layers and am covering the canvas again right now. I was pretty frustrated working on the third stage yesterday--I lost a bit of the drawing beneath the painting and just couldn't seem to get it back. (I have been painting from a book propped on a stool near me and it doesn't seem to work so well. I made a color copy last night to post up next to where I am working--that should help.) I feel like I have lost some of the original freshness the piece held. We'll see if I can recapture some of that today. I'll post another photo tomorrow.

Back at it...

I've been in a funk and haven't done much lately--caught up in proofreading a mystery novel, planning my move, and spending time with my family--but finally forced the issue and feel great that I am back in the swing of things. It's always a relief to feel so good when I stop and then start painting again--rediscovering that sense of passion and satisfaction with my current abilities and the progress I've made.

This is a copy I have started working on. It is a painting of Elizabeth of Throckmorton by Nicolas de Largilliere. What I have so far is not too close to the original... I am not worried about that yet. I wanted to get down a layer of paint first, then as I paint successive layers will correct the shapes slightly to get a better likeness.

I didn't photograph the first stages (a charcoal drawing and then a wash of local colors). This stage uses a lot of paint, pushing the paint into the canvas and leaving tiny peaks when lifting up the brush. I scraped the peaks off after the paint dried, and completed a second layer yesterday (I'll post a photo later--I forgot to take one). This first layer could actually be a good deal more simplified than I have it. I'll increase the amount of detail and the value range with each successive layer of paint.

Moving on...

I have accepted a spot at The Atelier in Minneapolis! I have yet to hear back from Studio Incamminati in Philadelphia (they are sending out a decision letter on the 16th) but am not waiting for a reply--The Atelier's program seems like a perfect fit for me.

The school is one of the oldest classical realist painting schools in the U.S. It has a long tradition and a great reputation for creating excellent painters and teachers. Dave Larsson--one of my teachers at the Colorado Academy of Art--is a graduate of the program and a big part of why I think this will be a good fit. He is one of the most dedicated, accessible, knowledgeable teachers I have ever had.

So at some point in August, Jeff and I will be packing up out car and heading out (presuming our car still drives at that point--it is somewhat tired). I've been told by everyone I know how cold it is--but that Minneapolis is also artsy and a bit more sophisticated than Denver, that the parks system is great and the summers beautiful. I'd love to hear more if anyone has good tips about neighborhoods, favorite local coffee shops, etc. I've never been in that region so have no idea what to expect--pretty exciting!

Listening to Amy and Arantxa

I've long had this blog and often had intentions of updating it regularly with both images of my work and writing about my artistic process. Unfortunately, the finished work I produced during the first year of work at here in school was slow in completion, and the writing followed suit. I've been admonished by two creative friends for the lack of attention to my blog--and am listening to their advice. The updates should be coming at least weekly, and hopefully more!

These two friends also know my financial situation and independently suggested putting a Pay Pal button on the blog, to sell my student work and look for sponsors or donations to help me continue my art education. I'll do that over the next few days and add a page of works for sale.

But first--I am leaving Colorado and the Colorado Academy of Art, and have applied to other schools. CAA has been going through some rough administrative changes (to put it politely) and I felt forced to withdraw from the program to find a more stable, serious program elsewhere that will fit my abilities and needs. This was a tough situation and certainly not an easy decision, but I am learning early on to look out for myself as a professional artist. Perhaps I am lucky to be learning these lessons now--I will most certainly encounter difficult situations like this throughout my career.

I have been accepted at The Atelier in Minneapolis, one of the oldest schools for classical realist painting in the U.S. (formed in the early 1970s). I am very excited about their program! I am not so excited about the cold--but I have heard great things about both the program and the city that more than make up for it. I am also interviewing tomorrow (by phone) with Studio Incamminati in Philadelphia and considering Grand Central Academy in NY. I should have more direction over the next few days. Perhaps the problems with CAA are a blessing in disguise...