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Oil on Canvas Panel
This sweet oil portrait of my Rosa Leigh is 11×14 on canvas board. In the original photograph, she’s wearing hot-pink plaid PJs, but I decided to dress her in a mix of ultra marine and cerulean blues because, well, the girl just looks amazing in blue.
The tilt of her head and angle of her face were super challenging, but the positioning really captures that “Rosa Leigh look”, ya know?
This painting was the beginning of my recent playfulness with the juxtaposition of blurred and sharp lines. I like the fading of her chin and hair into the background, and I’m actually taking that even farther in my more-recent work. You’ll see soon.
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Oil on Canvas Panel
I read somewhere that in his earlier years, Vincent Van Gogh vowed to never be photographed again – that he would only paint self portraits. I have no idea if that’s true, but it sounds like something he would do. I recently stumbled upon this WAY cool “photo” that Lithuanian photographer Tadao Cern somehow electronically morphed from one of Vincent’s famous self portraits. How amazingly cool is this?!
I thought it would be cool to paint my own Van Gogh from this “photo”. Although (like most of us) I do somewhat remember the original self portrait, I didn’t refer to it before beginning because I wanted to pretend I was painting him from life – then compare mine to his.
So this is my Van Gogh…
And here is Van Gogh’s Van Gogh…
Of course, there’s no comparison, but this was such a fun experiment, and I think I’ll be framing this one for my own wall.
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Oil pastel on paper
After stumbling upon Connie Chadwell’s blog, The Oil Pastel Review, I fell absolutely in lust with oil pastels and the magic she works with them! I mean, just look at this beautiness!
So I promptly spent WAY too much money ordering the very best oil pastels and got to work completely stealing Connie’s style, and this is the first of several of my obsessive string of Connie-esque beauties…
This is Josh’s favorite piece of mine. In case you don’t know, Josh is my husband, and he has the absolute WORST reactions of anyone I’ve ever known. If you give me a dollar for a water on a day that I’m kinda thirsty, I’ll, like, hug you and tell you how incomplete my life would be without you. On the other hand, I could wake Josh up tomorrow morning with two round-trip tickets to Tahiti and tell him the car is packed, and he would probably say, “Oh babe. That’s great. Thanks.” And that’s it. So it’s no surprise that he doesn’t get overly excited when I show him a piece I’ve worked on for eight hours straight and that I think may belong in the Louvre.
But when he saw this painting – one that only took me about 45 minutes – he freaked out. He loved it! He says it reminds him of when we were young and truly, madly, deeply in love. Not that we aren’t still, but you know that new relationship phase I speak of. I was a dark, artsy girl back then, and I had a red velvet(ish) coverlet on my bed and was obsessed with cobalt blue.
Anyways, thank you, Connie, for being a constant inspiration to me since that fateful day I found your precious blog. I can only dream of being as freaking awesome.
Let me also give credit to Freda Austin Nichols, the photographer who took the photo that inspired this work. I found her on paintmyphoto.com – a great photographer that I bookmarked right away!
Oil pastel on paper
This little ditty is another oil pastel inspired by Connie Chadwell (click here to see my post about how she inspires me so). I was really experimenting with darks in my skin tones, and I need to start doing that again. Love her warm red cheeks. I named this “Brenn’s Girl” because my compadre, Brenna, fell in love with her at first sight. So I framed her in a simple black frame and double black mat and gave her to Brenna for Christmas.
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This 18×24″ oil pastel portrait of a dear friend’s little girl, Effie Claire, is one of my favorites. I painted from a photo that very much captures that childish innocence in those giant, dark eyes. But at the same time, she looks somehow wise and almost burdened. That contrast, juxtaposed to the cheerful bouquet of balloons, just seals the deal. I framed this in a sweet, white frame and mat, and gave it to her as a Christmas gift. It looks perfect hanging on the minty green walls of her bedroom that’s filled with white antique furniture. Yay!