The listening effect
Black marker and watercolour on
watercolour paper
10 x 12 inches
Barbara Muir ©
It's been a crazy busy day. We were in a long neighbourhood
meeting outside after work. And it was very cold. So I
found this former post that I like. And my mother was still
alive, which made it all the more special.
When the family was over the other day, we kept using the
line first, then second then "third spill of the day." This
post reminded me of that:
"Today has been quite the day. Tomorrow
I start a new commission, so I'm heading off
to bed. But here is a Payne's grey
painting. In a noisy cafeteria, the subject
listens to the call through earphones (the
buds). When I paint in Payne's Grey (I say
that like I've been doing it for years -- and
in fact when I was at OCAD, my favourite
medium was watercolour and pen and ink
drawings with nib pens and ink) I get
lost in Value thoughts. Today I enjoyed the
watercolour essence of the medium and the
value happened effortlessly.
But honestly -- much as I am enjoying working
in values, I feel terribly sorry for all of the students in
workshops all across this country and the
world, religiously doing value studies thinking
it will make them into artists. Nothing will
do that, and don't you remember the first
time someone let you take a big brush and put
colour on a page? I am willing to bet that's
why we're still painting today. So thank you
Mrs. Jordon, my kindergarten teacher who
introduced me to big paper and brilliant tempera
paints.
My mother and I were laughing the other
day about the time I was doing a pen and
ink drawing in my room using indelible
ink, and spilled a whole bottle on the rug.
It made a gorgeous, huge black stain on a
lovely sea blue rug. My mother got my brothers to
move the bed, and the rug so that my father
wouldn't see the spill and be upset. He
didn't, and he wasn't, but I know that when
they left that house years later the very nice rug
with the big ink stain did not move with my
parents."
Have a loving your life day!
I start a new commission, so I'm heading off
to bed. But here is a Payne's grey
painting. In a noisy cafeteria, the subject
listens to the call through earphones (the
buds). When I paint in Payne's Grey (I say
that like I've been doing it for years -- and
in fact when I was at OCAD, my favourite
medium was watercolour and pen and ink
drawings with nib pens and ink) I get
lost in Value thoughts. Today I enjoyed the
watercolour essence of the medium and the
value happened effortlessly.
But honestly -- much as I am enjoying working
in values, I feel terribly sorry for all of the students in
workshops all across this country and the
world, religiously doing value studies thinking
it will make them into artists. Nothing will
do that, and don't you remember the first
time someone let you take a big brush and put
colour on a page? I am willing to bet that's
why we're still painting today. So thank you
Mrs. Jordon, my kindergarten teacher who
introduced me to big paper and brilliant tempera
paints.
My mother and I were laughing the other
day about the time I was doing a pen and
ink drawing in my room using indelible
ink, and spilled a whole bottle on the rug.
It made a gorgeous, huge black stain on a
lovely sea blue rug. My mother got my brothers to
move the bed, and the rug so that my father
wouldn't see the spill and be upset. He
didn't, and he wasn't, but I know that when
they left that house years later the very nice rug
with the big ink stain did not move with my
parents."
Have a loving your life day!
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