I
thought I might start this blogging thing with a brief note about my artistic
beginnings but I don’t intend to continue in any sort of chronological order. I think I will jump around all over the place
with short snippets from the lessons I teach, thoughts about recent and older
paintings, experiences painting outdoors, bits of collected ‘wisdom’ and, of
course lots of photographs.
Perhaps
some of this will interest you, help you over a
hurdle you have encountered with your own work, inspire you to try something in
another way or maybe you’ll want to pass the link on to a painter you know.
So.... to begin.....I
didn’t start drawing seriously until about the age of 14 or 15 when I became obsessed
with horses. I drew them constantly.
Many summer afternoons went by with me in a stack of hay bales drawing the
horses in the neighbour’s field. I
remember I had trouble with hooves and muzzles so many of the horses in my
early drawings were standing in long grass and had grass or hay in their
mouths.
I graduated to drawing the vacuum cleaner,
running shoes, kitchen utensils, my sister’s ragdolls, my hands and feet - anything and everything. Starting with pencil (I still have the pencil
my father gave me; it is held together with layers of masking tape) and then
pen and ink using a bottle of ink and a selection of nibs. (Still have those too).
My
parents gave me some oil paints and brushes sometime in my late teens. The first thing I painted was a vase of
flowers set up in my room and a few portraits from magazine photos. At 17, a
school assignment to paint a watercolour landscape introduced me to the medium
and I was totally hooked. I loved it and continued with watercolour for 30 years. I still use it at times and I
often have students working in watercolour but I now paint predominately in
oil. I thoroughly enjoy both mediums.