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Nov 09

Abundance During Thanksgiving Week

Sweet and Sour

Sweet and Sour

Brushes: Thanksgiving week is a great time to reflect on our blessings.  A few of the many things for which I’m thanking God this week are a loving and supportive family, great friends, health, a beautiful world, and time to create art.  This week’s paintings–a trilogy called Complements–pays tribute to the beauty in the small things around us as well as the abundant gifts we receive from God.

The Grannies

The Grannies

Oh, My Darling!

Oh, My Darling!

Books: I recently finished listening to The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein, and I have mixed feelings about the book.  It was a selection for one of my book groups; the  discussion was a lively one and most of the group loved the story.  Very briefly, it’s the story of a man, Denny, currently working as a mechanic, who would like to be a race car driver.  He has a wife, a young daughter, and a dog–and the dog narrates the story.  The wife develops brain cancer and dies.  Her parents decide to try to gain custody of their granddaughter and find a way to get Denny accused of sexual contact with his wife’s teenaged cousin.  The story was compelling, but the use of the dog as the narrator created some problems.  The dog was, of course, unable to be an eyewitness to critical portions of the story, such as the courtroom scenes.  And not enough of the history of Denny, his wife, and her parents was included to make the actions of the her parents believable.  I also felt that the philosophical lessons/extended metaphor of how to live life according to the principles of good race car driving were a bit heavy-handed.  I get it already: the car goes where your eyes go and it isn’t all about going as fast as you can.

Overall, this was a decent novel with some major flaws…and it made me cry my eyes out.  Not recommended while driving.


10
Nov 09

How Long Does It Take to Make a Painting?

White on White

White on White

Brushes: More than once during Open Studios, someone asked me how long it took to paint a particular painting.  While I probably should have been prepared to answer that question, I wasn’t.  I usually fumbled around a bit and tried to change the subject because I felt uncomfortable giving an exact number.  I think the reason was that I was getting hung up on the word ‘paint.’  I could fairly easily log the hours I spend with paintbrush in hand, but that would vastly underestimate the time the goes into making a painting.  So much time goes into the preparatory steps.  For example, with a still life, I’ll consider possible elements for days or weeks before ever setting anything up.  Sometimes I know exactly what I want to include, but don’t own it, so I go out hunting.  When all the possible objects have been assembled, I wait for a bright, sunny day without much wind so that I can set up my still life outdoors.  Then the photography session begins.  I move objects around, change perspectives, add and subtract elements, change the focal length, and take countless digital pictures.  Those get loaded onto my computer and I spend even more time cropping and messing around with contrast and color.  I print out several references and make a detailed drawing, and THEN I finally get to pick up a paintbrush.  And even when I’m not painting, the painting is always occupying part of my mind, and I’m working through the issues that I anticipate will crop up in the next painting session.  Once the painting is done, it needs to be photographed, taken to the printer, matted, and framed.

I’ve decided there really isn’t a short answer to the question, “How long did it take you to paint that?” I’ll just post this week’s painting, White on White, and you can try to guess.

Books: The Housekeeper and the Professor by Yoko Ogawa.  I probably would never have discovered this book on my own, but it was a book group pick, and I loved it! It is a quick, but rather deep read.  There’s nothing extraneous in this book, which adds to the overall Japanese tone.  Very briefly, it is about a professor of mathematics who has an accident that leaves him with a memory impairment–he can only hold new information in his short term memory for 80 minutes.  A housekeeper comes to work for him, and this book is about the relationship that forms between them and between the professor and the housekeeper’s son.  More than anything else, though, the book is about the beauty of mathematics and numbers and how the professor continues to relate to the world and other people through his love for numbers.  A beautiful story, beautifully crafted.