|Winter on Horseback, 1994. Watercolor.|
fond of: comics.
This was the eighties, and comics were not valued as an innovative art form as they are now. Two decades after a professor told me that comics were a "low art", they're teaching courses in graphic novels at the same college I attended.
Oh, the irony.
But that's the subject of a different post. I've always seemed to be born too soon or too late...
Or maybe I should have just skipped art school altogether? Nah. I loved life drawing class. There's no better way for an artist to learn to draw than by spending hours drawing from a model. That in itself was (almost) worth the price of college admission.
Anyway-- painting. I never had painting classes. They were not required as part of my Communication Design curriculum.
Bummer. Should have taken them anyway.
I digress again. I needed to learn to paint. So I went to books, which God knows I have a lot of. Because they were handy, I had my portable plastic tray of watercolor paints. It seemed to be the only medium I had any patience with. Acrylics dried too fast (and you couldn't blend them after they did) and oils dried too slow. Besides, oils were messy and smelled funny.
|One of the books I consulted, and pretty much how I felt about |
my efforts to learn how to paint.
So my trials and tribulations with watercolors began.
Watercolors are a transparent medium, meant to be applied in carefully thought-out layers of color, lest they get very muddy. Well, that didn't stop me from charging in and laying the paint on so thick it would give a Victorian watercolorist a heart attack. I was trying to use this more delicate paint in the way you would use the other two discarded media. In other words, I was DOING IT WRONG.
But... I started to like it. Especially when I found that the secret was to always have a good brush with a "sharp" tip. Sort of like a pencil. I had more control that way.
My favorite brush is a Round (left).
I buy student versions of them because I still
have a tendency to beat the hell out of them.
I find these brushes are the most like drawing tools which, for me, are more comfortable.
More evidence that I'm most certainly DOING IT WRONG. But you know--? It works for me.
|MY brushes--considerably more beat up and less expensive than the ones shown above....|
|"The Fisher King--Version 3", 1995. Watercolor (with some colored pencils and chalk). Mom-approved.|
|All done in 1994, all watercolor, all about the second try...|
|Spring Fauns, Version 2. 1995. Watercolor.|
|Baron Munchausen, 1995. Watercolor, baby.|