Above is the thumb nailed progress shots of a portrait I recently did. This portrait went much faster than any others I have completed recently and I am trying to figure out what exactly went right.
I don’t feel that this is naturally my color palette, it feels too warm, but it is good practice. I’m pretty happy with this. I’m confidant that I captured a likeness. In fact a friend from NYC who grew up in Norfolk visited me, saw the painting and immediately recognized the model as someone she had known 15 years ago. The model’s daughters, a 4 and 5 year old, even knew it was their mom. So yeah, that felt like a victory.
I would curate a show with all the pictured artists and call the show ‘Tiny Anxieties’. But alas, I am not a curator. I have no gallery. I have no studio. I only have admiration.
Pictured from left to right is Amy Earles(she also makes beautiful paper dolls), Allison Sommers, Caitlin Shearer(I believe she is from Australia), Heather Bryant(she is a Norfolk local in real life friend), Meg Hunt(love her screen prints), Jessica McCourt(so glad we own an original of hers), Nomi Chi(dearly tempted to purchase the pictured drawing), Kris Chau(she’s a Philly artist and illustrator) and Chelsey Barnes(she moved away from me and I miss her!).
Now for some self promotion. I have been peer pressured into starting my very own Facebook Fan Page. Wow. I feel like a tool, but if this is how the internet works nowadays then I am going to play the game. Please *LIKE* me on the internets if you are so inclined.
I also am in the running to win a Jerry’s Artarama gift card, which would be rad since I am in school and school supplies torch your bank account. They have a poll on Facebook. If you feel like clicking for me then please do. I believe you can vote without giving it permission to post to you own Facebook account.
These aren’t gallery in action shots, but some simple ones from my camera showing how the work was set up.
It’s all about to come down soon. We had a nice closing despite Hurricane Irene’s party poopery. Lorrie Saunders kept her gallery open the eve of the storm and I’m grateful for that.
Glenn Arthur with some Allison Sommers on the back wall.
Nomi Chi drawings that I covet.
Two works by Cate Rangel are what you see as soon as you walk in the front door.
Here is a blurry photo of Jason’s work not quite doing them justice!
My wall of work.
Jessica McCourt’s beauties.
More Nomi Chi.
If I was good at writing I’d spend a lot of space here talking about how movies and drama have treated the artist as a madman(rather than woman) similarly to the mad scientist of many a horror film and book. The below examples don’t necessarily match that concept, but they are creepy stories featuring artists and art.
Trilby, pictured above and played by Marian Marsh, is a story by George Du Maurier and published in the early 20th century. Trilby, the protagonist, is a young English girl living in Paris and earning a living as a figure model. She is hypnotized by the evil Svengali, a brilliant but villainess musician…
I believe you can watch the movie version of Trilby on Netflix under the title Svengali. Better yet, read it for free through Google books. You can download a pdf of it. I’m honestly only halfway through it and have been reading it on my nook.
Trilby by George Du Maurier
Bluebeard, a story about a man who … ya know, kills his wives, was made into a movie. The villain’s role was changed into that of an artist. He paints portraits of women then murders them. Freaky puppets are also involved. Watch the 1944 version of Bluebeard on Hulu.
I also collect radio horror plays. The two linked below are on topic! The First is a story about two French art students who roam the countryside in search of inspiration. The second play is about a ceramicist searching for a perfect ingredient in order to achieve an unusual glaze to his work. You can download the plays or listen to them online.
Fear on Four’s By the River Fountainebleau
Nightfall’s Glaze of Perfect Beauty
There are many other examples of creepy stories where either the art or artist is menacing, like Oscar Wilde’s Dorian Gray or just about any movie that involves ventriloquists and dummies.