Another large piece ‘revamped’ with tape and a squeegee!
Trying to get a painterly, layered, rich, unfussy, not too ‘overworked looking’ effect with acrylics. Using a gloss gel medium. Applying with a squeegee. Layering by transferring onto and from baking paper. Very frustrating. Looking forward to getting back to my oils and cold wax medium in my studio at home!
Some images from an A2 (60x40cm) cartridge pad, and an A4 (40x30cm) brown card sketchbook
It started like this, a huge piece of primed canvas (160 x 258cm, the end of the roll), stapled to the floor.
It took up so much of the floor that I had to stand on it to get round it
After a while working on it on the floor, I got Malachy to help me hang it sideways on the wall
And then I turned it round the right way
I taped off the edges, built up more layers and thought it was done.
But something was unbalanced
So finally I took the plunge
There she blows!
Here’s a closeup
And here’s a photo montage
A good day!
I got up quite late but I was unusually fired up once I got going. Maybe it was coffee, or perhaps a sugar hit from all the Christmas chocolate
Things started off fairly sedately with lots of greys and blues and muted tones on the huge new canvas
After working for about 2 hours I went inside for a break. The range had got lovely and hot and the spud I’d put in was crispy and delicious. Got cleaned up and thought that was it for the day. Then had more coffee and chocolate and decided to go back out for a bit
Worked on the big piece some more. Then all of a sudden decided to go all out in red and pink on the 2 canvases that had been on the wall earlier, AND the little muted ones on the opposite wall AND several others
A stonechat is a small bird with a black head that makes the sound of 2 stones knocked together. They flit about madly from the top of furze (gorse) bushes, which are yellow and spike. My surge of energy felt a bit like a transmutation (?) – like in the old tales when a person is magically changed from person to hare to bird
The header image is the railing in the bedroom – perhaps the initial spark for all the stripes – who knows where it all comes from!