Tag Archives: oil painting
Fresh Rose
It’s like a breath of fresh air to whip up a little rose painting after laboring on a larger work!
Here is how Rose Mandala IV came together – with only a few mishaps along the way.
Opps! Easels often have an adjustable top bar that secures the painting in place but with a painting this small (6 x 6″), I just rest it precariously on the edge and an unexpected jiggle or vigorous brush strokes can send it tumbling. I was relieved it landed “peanut butter side up”!
You’d think I’d have learned my lesson the first time round but not too many minutes later the painting was on it’s second tumble but I caught it quick with the side of my gloved hand. Not the technique I was going for.
Quick – take it off the easel!
Rose Mandala III
Rose Mandala II
Mussel Shell Open
Mussel Shell I
Mussel Shell Cluster
Rose Petals II
Rose Petals I
Cypress Cove
Sea Stack
Davenport Surf
Shark Fin Cove
Rose Petals III
Rose Mandala I

Cherry Blossom Demure
End of Spring
Painting End of Spring
Novelist Christy Ann Conlin loves her some Flannery O’Conner! Southern Gothic may not only influence this author’s writing (Heave & Deadtime) but also her photography as evidenced from her shot of a dead robin on a shovel which she so kindly let me paint. It’s the beauty in the ephemeral fleeting nature of life that makes this melancholic image so poignant for me.
Here’s my process of rendering her photo, Sadness of a Gothic Bird, into my oil painting, End of Spring.

I sketched in a loose grid with thinned oils allowing me to sketch the outline of the bird more accurately.

Using loose washes of paint mixed with lots of mineral spirits and linseed oil I let the pigment drip and spread naturally.

I used the damp rag once more to pat and wipe the surface for texture. Great technique for pavement and rust!

Impatient to start working on the bird I started to block in it’s base colors. In retrospect it would have been more efficient to complete the background completely then overlap the shovel then finish the bird but there is something to be said for the integrity of working the whole at once too.

I return my attention to the shovel, wanting to achieve a glowing, almost halo effect aganst the dark backdrop.

Time to bring the bird to life, or as close as possible as though it has just stopped breathing. In this case it’s all about the realism, the deep careful observation of detail. This comes from the stillness of death, in life there would be an impression only.

Dotting the (i)s and crossing the (t)s. In this case it was paying attention to the transition of pavement to shovel to make sure the shovel appeared to be hovering over the pavement instead of appearing as though the pavement was painted around the shovel.
Get out the camera again Christy Ann, I’ll paint ’em and fast as you can shoot ’em!
For more on Christy Ann Conlin’s compelling “Rural Goth”, click on her books below. FWI, I took the photo of the crumbling porch on the jacket cover of Heave. It’s so inspiring when friends share an aesthetic!

































