A still life and a plein air in oil;

Yesterday was cold and grey and it was unpleasant being outside, so a still life was my choice of duty. I felt much better after completion of the still life; Not sure whether it is was the fact that I painted, ot the bright yellow of the suflowers. Probably a good mix of both.

Two sunflowers

oil on board, 20X15cm

sunflowers

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Two chairs

oil on board, 35X24cm

two chairs

Today was sunny and warm and pleasant. No question. A plein air was on the the to-do-list. The garden is in a state of neglect with us working on the house and the cottage the last few months. I think the painting perfectly reflects the charotic character of my unkempt garden of late.

à bientôt

Ronell

Three still life oil paintings.

Winter is approaching and time will be spent more in the indoor studio than outdoors. It is the perfect time to do still life and interior sketches-and paintings. Neither still life nor interior painting is my strong suit, so my project and goal for this coming winter is including these genres in my everyday painting.

The first little still life I did, wasn’t too bad, even though my strokes were all over the place. But from there on it was downhill all the way, until just suddenly things changed for the better. I started having so muchfun, that I can’t understand why I haven’t done it sooner.

Bowl and eggs.

oil on board, 20×20 cm

bowl with eggs

Bowl and two pears

oil on board, 20×20 cm

bowl with 2 pears

Bowl and black grapes

oil on board, 20×20 cm

bowl with black grapes

à bientôt

Ronell

 

 

 

 

Roses in the garden.

Painting flowers doesn’t come natural to me. But I never realized how much I will enjoy it. Especially when I can do it outside. Painting outside just has some magic to it, which only a plein air artist will understand. My plein air work is always much better than my atelier work, more intuitive, more spontaneous. My biggest problem is leaving the painting as it is AFTER I have returned to the atelier. I forget that I am an artist and I turn into a plastic surgeon. I see a little something that needs “lifting” and so I begin to I nip and tuck this beautiful plein air work up to a point here it becomes totally unrecognizable. I lose that fresh plein air touch and I end up with tired and overbotoxed painting. Sigh…

Generosa carmeline

oil on linen, 33x47cm

This is the completed painting I carried from the garden to the atelier. I was happy.

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Roses 1: The first steps – getting in the shapes and the darks for shadows. A white canvas always threatens me, paralyzes me. This is a perfect way for me to lose that fear of the white surface I have to fill.

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Roses 2: Almost done

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Roses 3: Painting completed.

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Roses 4: Back in the studio, the artist got kidnapped by the plastic surgeon and the painting transformed completely. All my hard work in the garden, my lovely strokes, the depth in my blooms…all gone.

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And so another painting had been a lesson learnt the hard way.  Studio painting is studio painting and plein air painting is plein air painting, basta.

à bientôt.

Ronell