I enjoyed art at primary school, open evenings found me demonstrating my drawing ability. When it came to the serious business of exam study, art was left behind when I went to secondary school and concentrated on academic study.
I returned to art some 25 years later, when self employed, mainly as a hobby. Then the local college offered an evening course for adults, giving a City & Guilds qualification in art. The course lasted two years, culminating in the presentation of three folders of work and three framed paintings. I am proud to say I passed with flying colours.
Theatrical Halloween - the painting above, was one of my three framed pieces.
Its our 20th wedding anniversary today. We're going out for the day, probably to the coast. So there'll be no painting today, though I am sure there'll be lots of photos which will give me inspiration for future work.
In the meantime, here are a few of the rescue dogs I have been privileged to paint. Meet Jazzabella, DeeDee and Peaches
Today's post is a tribute to a beautiful girl who passed away yesterday. I had the honour of meeting Roxy - The Duchess- and became firm friends with her mum. The Duchess was a little sweetie, who will be sorely missed. Until the day we meet again in Heaven, rest easy Duchess. Look down kindly on your mum whose heart is breaking from the separation. Adieu xx
In this stage a mix of raw sienna and burnt sienna was applied all over Wilbur following the same areas worked on in the last stage. It has the effect of deepening the coat.
The wash goes even where the black will be, because shepherds do have a double coat and glimpses of sable always come through the black. Slivers of white are left at the edge of his ruff, to help differentiate where the ruff ends and body fur begins.
I'm quite pleased with how the dog is progressing, the next stage I will do will be the eyes to bring him more into life.
A wash of raw sienna has been added wet on wet . This will serve as a foundation colour to all of the fur on Wilbur, be it light or dark. It will help tie the two together. Wet on wet is a technique where you wet the paper first and then add the watercolour wash into it. It makes the colour flow and blend beautifully.
I like this stage, you can see the dog coming to life more.
The new Link is to Terrier Rescue.. a rescue dedicated to finding terriers new homes. Something dear to my heart. If you're a dog lover one of these beauties will steal your heart away...
I thought it might be interesting to post a stage by stage painting. So here is Wilbur - the drawing from Summer School.
The background washes were an ultramarine blue for the sky and yellow ochre for the sunlit clouds.
This wasn't what was in the photo at all, but that's an artist for you! We like to change things that aren't necessarily attractive into something that is. ( I hope it is!) Artistic license, its called. Wibur's owners will hopefully prefer it too.
Summer school for art club starts today! Art club proper is on summer recess, the summer school is a couple of hours on a Friday where we all bring our own projects to work on. The tutor gives help and advice as necessary.
I have drawn a picture, which is now ready for painting and the first washes will be laid down today.
Some days I only make pencil drawings. This keeps my drawing skills fresh - and black and white can be more evocative than colour. The two pics above are of a friend's cat. The first in her younger days, and the second, her sunset years.
Both done from photos - because as anyone who owns a pet will tell you, they don't stay still for long! All part of their charm.
Pencil drawings sometimes take me much longer to create than paintings. I think its because with pencil I am more likely to do a defined representation rather than the suggestion of the animal - as in the Chicken painting in the earlier post.
I love drawing. I spend hours at a time drawing. Its not unusual for me to look up and five hours will have flown by and I will have been in a world of my own. Very relaxing. Everyone should give it a try .
I created this painting as a statement piece. I love dogs and am always disappointed with how easily they are discarded, especially when they show us such love and loyalty.
I wanted to make a painting that showed that you could change the world for one dog. You could be that dog's world - and get all his love and devotion.
I am delighted that this particular painting has touched the heart of someone involved in the dog rescue world - and it will shortly be used in their publicity and fundraising efforts. I will write more when I have the finalised details.
If you ever consider getting a dog, please rescue one. Many are in shelters through no fault of their own, divorces and deaths being common reasons.
When I first went to art classes, keep a sketchbook was one of the instructions. As it was never explained why they'd be useful, the words went through one ear and out the other, never pausing to gain a foothold in my brain!
I had such a rush of ideas I wanted to commit them to the watercolour paper and paint them straight away - which I did. Anyone who was foolhardy enough to say "I like that" would find themselves in possession of a painting - so the idea was lost to me. I gave away lots of my early stuff, just delighted that someone liked it.
Now I realise that I have improved - if I had kept a sketch book I could have gone back and re-used those ideas. I try to draw a sketch a day (sometimes I fail) like the little chicken above. He's there in my sketch book and I can use him as a reference for a whole painting or I can slot him in, in a smaller version , in another painting.
I try to sketch a little thing which interests me, an animal, a door, a window. They aren't full paintings by any means, but they remind me what I found inspirational or enjoyable to look at. I can always use them, even if I give the painting away!
So, if you want to paint, keep a sketch book. Here's what one little sketch of a chicken led to..
Nearly fourteen years ago, I gave up the day job to become a reflexologist. The folks in the steady world of accountancy thought I was barking mad. I probably was. But I wouldn't change one second of it. There's such freedom in being your own boss - and the break gave me an opportunity to return to one of my great loves - painting.
I went to daytime classes to fill up my days, initially; then as I got busier I swapped to evening classes. I can still remember my first attempt at watercolour, and the memory makes me laugh. I used nearly a whole tube of red paint on one sunset. I was mighty proud of that sunset until the tutor looked at it and said "It looks like the Martians are coming!" It was a bit red. I'd also not yet learned that watercolour is just that, water first and colour added - not a tube of paint and barely wet. My paintings are a touch different now. Sadly for you, I never photographed that painting, for sure you'd have laughed too.
One of my other great loves is my dog. My first dog , Spotty, was a rescue from a bad situation with a neighbour. She was my introduction to the crazy world of jack russell terriers. She used to make me laugh and smile with her antics, yet she was just as obedient to me as any well trained guide dog. I loved her immensely. When she passed away aged 18, we rescued another - this time from Battersea Dogs and Cats Home.
Missy was 8 years old when she came to stay, a brief history can be read here
She's settled in beautifully once we had a period of training and getting used to each other. Though I never thought I could love another dog the way I did Spotty, I do. Missy makes me smile on a daily basis, I love her immensely. I'd always rescue. So many dogs turfed out through no fault of their own, yet as we can testify, they still make such loving and loyal companions.
So here we are, me and my dog and my watercolour paints, journeying through each day, with each day a treasure.