Well, I did say I might do it. A couple of blogs ago I showed the mouth of the Mersey from Formby where last weekend we sat in the sun and ate our sandwiches with our French friends. This was the next day, in south Liverpool, looking across the river ( as opposed to the estuary, the day before). The weather was also different: the rain forcing us to eat our sandwiches in the car. Still, we had a walk and returning to the car the sun was breaking through the clouds in the late afternoon, highlighting the tops of the water’s ripples and contours of the exposed mud.
We had some French people staying with us at the weekend and on Saturday we all set off for a walk along the woodlands, dunes and coastline to the north of Liverpool. It was a warm, glorious day and at lunch time we descended the dunes and had a picnic on Formby beach. Probably the last opportunity this year to do such a thing. This was the view as we searched for somewhere to settle down to eat.
The next day the weather was markedly different as we walked along the Mersey in south Liverpool. We had to find shelter from the rain and had our lunch in the car. Though later in the day, as we were leaving, the sun broke the clouds and the exposed Mersey mud glistened, allowing the Oystercatchers to find their evening meal. I might have a go at that view in the coming days.
The session organiser gave the model a Rubik’s cube to focus on for last Saturday’s session. He declined the challenge to solve it.
Here is the same model sparsely painted in acrylics a couple of weeks ago. It was done on a yellow base I used it just to give me a tonal background to work off. The model was taken with the colour as a possibility for his living room. I sent him the details later.
I did intend posting a new watercolour, but with distractions and problems it has drifted behind schedule, so here are some paintings from recent life sessions. I decided to revert back to tonal work with conte pastel pencils for this. To get some darker darks I introduced a black conte crayon which was a bad mistake.
I liked the power I achieved with the pastel on this one. I find a lot of the time my pastel work lacks authoritative punch. With this in mind I am thinking of going on a figutative workshop with someone who does strong pastels. I am making some enquiries at present.
This is what I mean in getting a scatchy effect which lacks punch. I start off with a few colours and cover the paper in a random fashion before working into these marks with the drawing and more layers of pastel. It does give dynamism with the early colours breaking through the later marks, but I am dismayed by the saturation particularly in the areas defined by the earlier marks.
But then that is the point of experimenting with these approaches.
I was intending on doing this in watercolour, but I enjoyed working on the pastel I did for the previous post and the pastels were still out on my workplace – so why not. I hear many times from bloggers that the photo doesnt do justice to their work. Well here it’s the reverse. This shot flatters the actual painting. It makes it almost presentable.
I’ll leave it alone and see how I feel about it in a week or so. In the meantime it’s back to watercolours.
Out one morning painting, I spotted this footpath across a field that the farmer had preserved. If I had come across it earlier I would have used that as my subject, but I had just completed two watercolours, so I took a few photos instead. On the other side of the lane I I discovered a cherry tree and got a bagful of cherries to supplement the morello cherries on my tree at home. I made three pots of cherry jam yesterday. I love cherry jam on toast – particularly after a tough morning with the paintbrush..
I have been having more than the normal problems with painting recently particularly where I start a painting and abandon it or complete another version and come out with two paintings I am dissatisfied with. This one is a case in point. I had some images of a pack of Patagonian ponies squeezing through rocks and vegetation. I was taken by the forms of the horses as they tussled to progress and I started a pastel painting of it. To make some narrative of the image I obtained some pictures of horses in motion. However the group of equine forms soon transformed into a brown indulgent mass and I abandoned the enterprise. However the extra horses I had found had movement and strength about them and I decided to focus on these and here is the result. I still have a few reservations, but I do like the flow of the forms.