Not quite finished but happy enough that my patience got it this far. haha. I’ve been quite into Italian architecture lately. Much influence on the books I’ve been reading, I think. Even my current read is set in a fictional city of Camorr which I think probably is medieval Italy because of the canals and the capas and the garristas and the contrarequiallas and their sharks! Yeah!
Okay. Seem to be having a bit too much fun with that. I just want something pretty up the top of my blog that’s all. haha.
Tzaddi Esguerra 2012. Acrylic and oil on canvas, 3x3 ft
I started this painting with the intention of making a purely abstract piece with just three colors or so because of the time constraint. That, or I just really had nothing in mind even on the first brush stroke.
Uninvited colors made their way into the canvas — I kept making mistakes because of my little knowledge on the drying time of the different paints I had to make do with so new colors kept emerging every time I accidentally blend colors together.
But I think they were happy accidents. I found playful lines and I began to make out a figure from the shameless color dump that it made me think of Cirque du Soleil and this catchy Moony song.
This could all be just a shady way of justifying it but I guess I wanted to capture the feeling of being up in the air, tossing to and from trapezes with an inconceivable amount of confidence. Like being so infatuated with something (or someone. hihi) but consciously letting yourself get carried away that you’re enmeshed in your own mess.
I came across this artist’s works in a book I couldn’t afford. I really wish I’m sorry for taking photos of it.
Tzaddi Esguerra 2012. Acquarelle
So I’ve been trying out working with suggestions. Again I’ve been tempted to draw in the details and copy the exact thing but I think I’d been able to hold back just enough for a first go.
Funny how I worked with my watercolors like I’d been working with acrylics. I was pretty happy with what I came up with up until I got too impatient for it to dry and tucked it into the first book I got my hands on. Thank god it was a non-favorite. I think I was hoping the prints on the book would stick to the wet paint for a mixed media effect, but then again, I forgot I’m not working with acrylics so the wet parts just made a negative on the opposite page. Haha.
Tried recreating what I’d imagined it to look with Photoshop though. While I figure out how I’m going to fix the actual painting. If I do figure it out I’ll be mailing it to the one who can guess who this is. I like mailing things.
Missed the university’s Meeting de Avance for my first mall exhibit at my tiny city’s lone mall. Spent the rest of the day planning out the mural with the group for tomorrow night’s art gig.
One HeART for Iligan Art Exhibit
Tinta, Halongkulay, Umbrella Photography Group, Sendong Survivors
You can’t quite tell from this picture, but it’s funny how these 8 foot planks of wood I just bought barely fit inside my room. Ha! A little pick-me-up because the past few days have been depressingly uneventful. Wood makes me happy. The one that comes from trees, people, please. So does being the center of hardware people’s attention, sort of why I take my time choosing my planks. Mehe. It’s nice being attended to and asked questions and smiled at. Thank you local hardware people!
You know there’s something wrong with you when you sit for hours just talking about colors, wide-eyed in the wee hours of the day. Some side stories about extremely generous (not to mention, enigmatic) artist ex-boyfriends, dinner and OJ, and we have ourselves a night!
Okay, one more with bloodshot eyes, pre-exhibit stress, and a linseed oil high, now.
New painting nook
Finally wrapped up an awesome ARTS MONTH yesterday with the Musicause concert last night! Been busy the whole month long making a film for the local film fest, moving paintings from exhibit to exhibit and all those opening programs and shoots, parties and shizz.
Moving on. I made a new painting for an exhibit in Manila. I don’t know exactly where our works will be displayed, all I was told was to make a painting pronto on women from Mindanao and we shipped it the next day, my painting wet as a erm, wet tissue(?!).
So yeah. I’m back!