Old Farm House. 30 X 40. Oil paint sticks and oil pastels. June 2015.








This is another painting I have worked on and off for a year or more. Kind of trippy.

 

Two Cats. 18 X 24. Spray paint, oil pen, acrylics. May 2015.





This painting has had a few different titles. It is a painting that I thought was finished a year ago, then I worked on it some more last month, and at that time I felt it was finished. But last night I looked it over and said to myself, "That sucker is boring," so I went at it again.

 

Based on what's going on in the painting, I renamed it Augenblick, which is a German word which means "decisive moment" or "moment of clarity."

 

Augenblick. 18 X 24. Oil pastels, oil pens. May 2015.





Four Women Looking. 20 X 16. Oil pastels on canvas, framed. 2013.

This painting won an award a couple years ago.





This is one of those paintings which I had worked on a year ago (see blog entry June 8, 2014). I felt it was boring and just really sucked (I thought) so it sat in my pile of not-done paintings. Last night I went at it anew with oil pastels and mineral spirits. Then I attacked the canvas with different palette knives. Now I'm okay with it --- now the painting tells a story.

 

She's a strong woman, calm, surrounded by events she cannot control. Yet, she is determined, able to shrug things off and carry on. Things will get better. She's sure of it.

 

Woman in Transition.  30 X 30 X 1.5 inches on a gallery canvas. Oil pastels on acrylic and pumice. May 2015.





Sometimes you wake up in the morning and you feel like hell warmed over, all funked out and blurry eyed. Oh sure, the previous evening was fun, what with the caterwauling, guffing, tomfoolery, and yahooing. But now it's the next day and there's that one thing to look forward to: a big ass cup of hot coffee.

 

Waiting for Coffee. Oil pastels on acrylic and pumice. 36 X 36. May 2015.





I am trying something new with oil pastels and mineral spirits. I am experimenting on a painting I had set aside, an acrylic painting of a lady, heavy with pumice and texture. I went at it with the pastels and then poured mineral spirits right on the canvas in big puddles. Then I took a large brush and just started going nuts on it. Using wide and narrow brushes, I like the way the oil melts into the puddles and becomes almost wavy.

 

I'm not sure where I'm going with it because I have never done this before but right now I'm digging it. Here's the painting in progress:





After he shook hands, he sat down heavily and leaned forward. His hair was uncombed, but maybe that was by design.

 

But his suit was way too big, and out of style, a little wrinkled and frumpy, like he pulled it out of his dad's closet or maybe his grandfather's. His trousers were too short for his legs. The tie didn't match. He was wearing some kind of beat-up silver and orange tennis shoes with white socks.

 

"This guy needs a job," I thought, "just so he can buy some decent clothes."

 

The Kid at the Interview. 20 X 20, acrylics and pumice. May 2015.