To those of you who noticed and cared that I did not post anything last week, I apologize. To those who never noticed or cared, I don’t know what to say. Really? Your lives did not seem emptier? Mine seemed peculiar. I am so used to the follow up discussion among my friends that it was as if we had lost a piece of our conversation template. Perhaps I have gotten spoiled, so it was a good thing to experience a little deprivation for a short time. I have no excuse for missing a week, if that’s what you are waiting to hear. I suddenly realized on Tuesday that I had never posted the Monday blog, or indeed even taken the photographs with which to illustrate it. Instead of bending myself into a pretzel getting a late entry out, I decided to lie back and wait for complaints, if any. Too few complaints were received. Oh, well.
The upside is all the extra material I have for this week. The headline news is progress on the painting that I started a year ago of bikers racing to the top of Mount Washington. Here is a link to what it looked like last year. I brought it out to work on March 23 because of Peter Granucci. He invited us to his studio in Gilsum (where?–middle of nowhere but close to Vermont) for a workshop on stalled projects. I had the perfect candidate in the Mt. Washington painting. He forced me to do exercises of value studies for the painting, six of them, and claimed that each was better than the one before, and only then was I allowed to apply those principles to my big canvas. So annoying to have to apply real rules when all you want to do is follow your instinct. But my instinct had dried up, I guess, and that’s why the canvas had seen stashed away for a whole year. So now Phase 2, which will I hope lead to 3 sooner than a year from now:
Another feature from Figure Fridays with Peter Clive is this 2-session study of Fletch reclining on the ubiquitous brown leather sofa. I had two hours remaining when I finished the figure study, so I started a portrait too.
Compare the new portrait to this one from last month. Am I getting better?
The Saturday group is back in business after two weeks off. Here is the pick of that session.
Finally perhaps my favorite of the group is this portrait of Grace. I think I am finally getting the hang of something–the color of the skin, the modeling of the shoulder, and the light touch for the mouth. I’m really fond of this one!
Aline Lotter is currently exhibiting:
at the Hatfield Gallery in Manchester (Langer Place, 55 S. Commercial St., Manchester, NH); at the Bartlett Inn in Bartlett; at the Red Jacket Inn in North Conway; at Stella Blu American Tapas restaurant in Nashua; at her law offices at 41 Brook St in Manchester; and at her studio by appointment.
Aline, I could say that the blogosphere paused reflectively when your absence was noted…..but I too have been absent and out of touch so that would be a fabrication! After a month ‘off’ I seem to have lost all the email notifications from blogs like yours. Inbox is clearer but it feels strange. My favourite Fletch portrait is the one on the nude. I think you have said more with fewer brush-strokes. I really like the way you have painted Grace’s shoulders. The nuances of the skin colour are beautiful.
I always love your comments. Are you, or have you ever been, a teacher? I hope your absence from the blogosphere is not due to illness.
Sent from my iPad, Aline Lotter
Yes, 14 weeks a teacher (enough said)! I have been well, thank you Aline. Preoccupied with 2 emergency dental trips and xrays for my elderly mother, one for me, extra babysitting gigs and emotional support for a near and dear. Apart from a little weariness my excuse is “It completely slipped my mind!”
Everyone is entitled to a day (or week) off now and then!
SOOOO difficult when Peter forces us to think and plan instead of blundering along with a vague notion of a concept and no real plan. Kind of like the difference between doing a dot-to-dot puzzle as opposed to trying to catch and organize soap bubbles! ;-D
I can definitely see more variety of colors in your skin tones in the more recent portraits
I know, right? (Do I sound twenty-something?) I glad you felt the same way. Recalcitrant.