And so The Rainfall begins
UmberDove
So I know I've been on a bit of a kick with the videos so please forgive me (I plan on blaming it on my mother - she likes them because she gets to see me in action precious little - I love you Mum!). BUT I was just starting a new painting in the studio yesterday and thought it might be interesting to record just how I attack (in the outpouring of creative energy) the canvas on day one.
The working (a.k.a. unofficial) title of this painting is "The Rainfall." The last, larger painting, "The Inheritance" is still coming along but I had an experience this past weekend that had stuck in my head on repeat and I knew I need to get it down on canvas. I feel pretty clear about the direction of the painting, but as they all go, there are many more layers to be put down, many more hours to spend with it, and many long meditative looks to give it. The process in this video will be repeated (entirely) in about 48 hours, scraping and blending to create a ground of pure mottled color seamlessly flowing upon which to begin the "real" painting.
As a total side note, do you know where the Umber of UmberDove comes from? Now that I've officially published my website, I suppose the cat is out of the bag and I can let you in on the secret of half of my pseudonym. I do not think a painting has ever, in the history of my oils and myself, gone without this particular luscious shade of deep, cool earthy brown. And as a side note to the side note, I DO squeeze my toothpaste from the middle and it DOES look just like those tubes of paint in the background. BC and I have come to a truce on it. Which basically means once a week I painstakingly squeeze it all up to the top, rolling the flattened base like someone who is far more left-brained than myself. But back to the real story.
The working (a.k.a. unofficial) title of this painting is "The Rainfall." The last, larger painting, "The Inheritance" is still coming along but I had an experience this past weekend that had stuck in my head on repeat and I knew I need to get it down on canvas. I feel pretty clear about the direction of the painting, but as they all go, there are many more layers to be put down, many more hours to spend with it, and many long meditative looks to give it. The process in this video will be repeated (entirely) in about 48 hours, scraping and blending to create a ground of pure mottled color seamlessly flowing upon which to begin the "real" painting.
So, The Rainfall. Day one.
And when it rained
The insects sang.
A primal chant of
Wing beats and
Thorax stomps
Antenna beseeching the heavens.
A melancholy pulse
Detritus laid out upon the altar
Fog rising as burnt offering
Manna falling from the sky.