I'm trying to be more colorful with still life painting, especially when there is a subject with a lot of one color, as in this white pitcher. I had to depend on shadows and reflections for added interest.
Although I haven't been painting still lifes for a long time, I'm pretty happy with this one. Today Donna, Carol and I are going to do a lot of loosey-goosey quick still life paintings using the vast amount of information Elio Camacho tried to cram into our heads in five days.
Donna, Carol and I just returned from the Elio Camacho workshop on Amelia Island, and it was exhausting and fulfilling. Elio is a master of color and kind critiques. We had five days of demos, lectures, intense painting, and shrimp. This was my first effort:
Once again, we ate shrimp at every meal. Fried shrimp, shrimp salad,
shrimp chowder, shrimp tacos...I sound like Bubba in "Forrest Gump." Our
favorite place was Timoti's, where they displayed this sign:
Now it's time to start preparing for Thanksgiving. Back to the real world!
Several years ago I participated in an art show called Transformations, in which each team consisted of an artist and a poet who collaborated to produce a
painting and a poem. It's amazing how well-paired each team was, because
many never met before this project.
My poet partner, Jean Shepard, lives
in Jacksonville, so we met in Ormond Beach to toss around ideas for our
collaboration. When I was born, we lived in an apartment inside a movie
theater, and my father managed the theater. She was fascinated by the idea of living inside a movie
theater. She wrote her poem from my father's perspective and also made
interesting observations on time and motion. All of this gave me the
idea for a painting with my mother in the center, sitting on a crescent
moon, surrounded by movie stars.
Here is Jean's poem, "At the Movies."
Thanks to our dynamic Brevard Cultural Alliance for exhibiting my Spoonbill painting at the Titusville Airport, where it recently sold. These beautiful birds were at Mrazek Pond in the Everglades; there were many species of birds there, including white pelicans. I realize now how lucky I was to get this shot, because I went back to Mrazek Pond on another trip to the Glades and saw no birds at all.
Spoonbills are unique. They have exquisite plumage and a face like a spoon.
This map is different from the nautical charts to which I've added sea creatures (see my posts on July 25th and August 27th), but I think it works. I especially like the colors. Click on it to see more detail.
Three of us Pieces of Eight painters will be taking the Elio Camacho workshop again on Amelia Island. That is always an adventure in colorful painting and also an adventure in shrimp. The area is known for the very best shrimp, and it is hard to resist eating it every day. It's just like the scene in Forest Gump where Bubba is describing all the different ways of cooking shrimp. So many shrimp...so little time.