I’m having my first ever sale on Etsy. Between now and early December I will be featuring THREE paintings every week at 40–60% off the original price. Three different paintings will be listed at very special prices every Thursday. Click on the images to visit my shop.
This week’s paintings are:
My thanks to Maureen Sudlow of www.kiwis-soar.com for allowing me to use her beautiful photograph of an old dairy factory in Dargaville as a reference for my latest painting. I love the dramatic contrasts, the dark silhouettes against the muted colours of grass and sky, the lone horse on a cold spring morning, the tree branches reaching… reaching…
One of the biggest challenges I faced when painting the ‘Sign of the Times’ triptych was writing the words legibly forwards and backwards. It took a bit of trial and error before I figured out the best way of doing it was to print copies of my handwritten and scanned words (i.e. using my inkjet printer) having first worked out their position and size in Photoshop, paint over the letters and use the painted paper to ‘print’ the writing on the canvas. I filled in any gaps in the letters by hand with a brush. By the time I’d finished, as is so often the way, I knew exactly how to do it.
Here, at last, are photographs of the commission I painted a few weeks ago for Sonya’s hair salon. We put the paintings up this afternoon and we’re really pleased with how they look. There’s a photo of Sonya with her paintings in the slideshow below.
As I mentioned in my earlier post, the inspiration came from the salon, from nearby Barrington Park and the Cashmere hills, and of course from Sonya herself. Prince’s purple love symbol was a last-minute addition that Sonya requested and although it wasn’t part of the original composition, now I can’t imagine the paintings without it — I like the way it transforms the landscape from something abstract into something more personal.
Blue planet, at home
in the inky blackness ― day
always follows night.
The faint impression
of a black rose at midnight:
real or imagined?
Underneath several layers of black paint (and quite a few layers of varnish) is a painting of a gold rose I didn’t like. Now that it’s almost completely black, I’ve decided I quite like the texture and the way the light catches the flecks of gold… I’m just not sure if it’s still a rose.
Anna Cull ~ Art & Music 