Rebirth
Hinterglas
28" x 22"
I painted a couple of pieces around the end of October, 2011. Depressingly, both failed. A few weeks later I decided to scrape them away and start from scratch; save the glass. The latter piece was a no brainer, ich! But on the second one, really the first, I had the scraper in hand, ready to go and I thought; "what if...". It was an effort I really wasn't ready to trash.
So I reviewed the harmonies. Green is a tough colour. At the store, there's lots of reds, yellows and blues. But green, not so much. With all the trees, grass, shrubs, flowers and weeds, - yes weeds too - there's so much green variety. It's tough to match nature. They say the Inuit are highly in-tuned to the many shades of white. And so are we with green...or blue if you happen to be into th esea. So I took the green plunge.
To start with, I rubbed out some bloody red -the root cause of the fail problem- with a little help from my stinky friend Methyl Hydrate, a particular nasty chemical but a damn good glass cleaner if you're ever looking for one. Then I sprinkled a little ground up pastel here, sprayed a lot of acrylic there, mostly green of course, but some blue too with a bit of violet and a hint of
black to round it out.
After a couple of hours, as Michelle said, a rebirth...in green no less.
PS: I was frantically getting stuff together for a jury show in West Vancouver. I had the Rebirth on the table getting its required label pasted to the back. I casually picked it up to pack it in the car. It swung awkwardly, with its diagonally opposed corners catching in the doorway. I stepped forward, heard a loud crack and in an instant my favortite piece was gone. Not only did I not get anything accepted, but the loss of this piece was devastating!
So I reviewed the harmonies. Green is a tough colour. At the store, there's lots of reds, yellows and blues. But green, not so much. With all the trees, grass, shrubs, flowers and weeds, - yes weeds too - there's so much green variety. It's tough to match nature. They say the Inuit are highly in-tuned to the many shades of white. And so are we with green...or blue if you happen to be into th esea. So I took the green plunge.
To start with, I rubbed out some bloody red -the root cause of the fail problem- with a little help from my stinky friend Methyl Hydrate, a particular nasty chemical but a damn good glass cleaner if you're ever looking for one. Then I sprinkled a little ground up pastel here, sprayed a lot of acrylic there, mostly green of course, but some blue too with a bit of violet and a hint of
black to round it out.
After a couple of hours, as Michelle said, a rebirth...in green no less.
PS: I was frantically getting stuff together for a jury show in West Vancouver. I had the Rebirth on the table getting its required label pasted to the back. I casually picked it up to pack it in the car. It swung awkwardly, with its diagonally opposed corners catching in the doorway. I stepped forward, heard a loud crack and in an instant my favortite piece was gone. Not only did I not get anything accepted, but the loss of this piece was devastating!