This past week I have been working on this painting for the bedroom. Tonight I caught my cat Lily doing her best odalisque beside it so I snapped these shots of them together.
So here is a new work, one born of necessity. ..the necessity arose from having to pay rent between semesters sans a paycheck. It started with a conversation wherein I sort of hinted at the barter and then when my landlady found herself in need of a gift for her mother, she remembered that conversation.
I asked for a photograph so I could get started and she obliged with this one:
If you look closely, you might note that this drafting table doubles as a sewing table, but also perhaps something about my process which involves using the grid technique. In this next photo, you can see the sketch done with an olive gray wash:
I met Terry Pierson a couple of years ago when he showed up in the front row of a Creative Writing class I was teaching at Southwestern Illionis College on the Belleville campus. Strangely and serendipitously enough, it wasn’t the first time I’d seen him though.
“Hey, I know you,” I said after taking attendance. ” You are the painter guy from the Joan Baez concert. . . sitting one seat over in the next row. I remember because you had paint on your jacket and a sketchpad. You were also the dark figure following on the sidewalk just past the Metrolink station.”
In the course of that conversation, we agreed that the concert had been a memorable one, each recalling the moment in the encore after hearing one of our fellow concertgoers shout, “Take it to the full moon, Joanie!”
And take it to the moon she did. Continue reading