I'm finding my way! Just spent about an hour with my painting. The paint's very weird. It's not oil, exactly. But it's not acrylic. It's a weird amalgam that I'm still trying to grow accustomed to. I definitely miss the bounce-bounce of stretched canvas, so I doubt I'll use canvas board again.
The medal was very hard to sketch out and I'm equally afraid of putting the base coat of color on it. Metal is notoriously difficult to capture. And the shoe is very, very complex. I'm glad I chose to do this small (it's about 10 1/2 x 12). Although I'm engrossed with it, I'm always thinking one or two paintings ahead. I start class at SAIC on Feb. 9 (if it doesn't get cancelled for low enrollment) and I have an idea for a series that could be dynamite. And I have a running picture of a friend that will translate very sweetly to paint (or pastel, I'm not sure yet). But, til then, there's Nenikikamen.
Some of my friends ask me about my painting process. At home, I have to be alone. I need music. I sing along with the music-- badly. I dance, too. Tonight it's Lady Gaga and me doing "Bad Romance." I lose myself in it-- it's a complete focus. Hard to explain. Random thoughts come and go, but mostly it's color, shape, relationship, music and emotion. It's a heck of a lot of fun.
Hopefully it will take me to a good place. I'll keep you posted.
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