Sunday, October 25, 2009
Flower Scene
Flower Scene, 11"x14½", 28x37cm; mixed media (oils, acrylic varnish, markers) on canvas
Just fooling around today - painted most of this without my reading glasses, which felt freeing. Think I will add a poem to it.
My thought is to find something I've written or write something new and print it on parchment paper and varnish it onto the painting.
Sounds like an idea, but finding the words and materials... now that's another matter!
That rather clumsy lining of the trumpet vine flower will decrease in visual dominance when there are words in black with their letters of lines.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Celestial Dancer III - mid-way
When this painting is a little drier, I'll work on the details - though surprisingly if cropped a bit it looks almost finished now. It was not easy to come back to this figure when I have let her sit in storage and my rooms here and in Vancouver unfinished for 5 years. With courage and force of will, I began to complete it. First I tried painting her on an easel, which perhaps isn't my style in that I probably dance over the work as I am painting. A quick trip out to purchase 2 yards of thick clear plastic at Honest Ed's, the kind for tables in Italian restaurants, would protect my living room floor. I placed it on the floor, with a little prayer that neither my cat nor my dog would inadvertently wander over the painting space, the canvas surface of wet oils, along with a long piece of unused canvas on the side in case of spills, and shone a clamp lamp with a daylight bulb on the area. And then carefully laid the painting flat and wetted it and painted from the tube with fingers and washes with a large thick brush and oh solitary dramatics in an attempt to feel my way into the movement of the dance, her moment of stillness... she is graceful, beautiful, I don't know if that comes across. Hope so!
Celestial Dancer III, 2004-2009, 2'x3', 61x91.5cm, oil on canvas
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Tea Ceremony
Tea Ceremony, 10"x7¾", 25.5x19cm, coloured India inks, pencils on archival unbleached paper.
Earlier versions: ink drawing; mid-way.
Tea Ceremony
The grace in living,
teapot, tea leaves, steeping.
She bends to pour.
When the waters
washed away the homes.
Clotted blood
of his wounds.
Petals floating on dirges.
Yet laughter of lovers,
her heart of memory.
Landscapes of green
move through us.
Comfort of the gentle
and exact tea ceremony.
Love is everything
the great artist sings.
©Brenda Clews, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Returning to a Celestial Dancer
The background was painted five years ago, and today I determined to finish the painting. Nightfall has come, and no. Perhaps tomorrow. She is one of my Celestial Dancers. Why do I resist her?
My apartment is small; my two children, son, 22, daughter, 18, live with me. That is my dining room table, yes.
We make room for our art, we have to.
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