Monday, August 22, 2016

The Virtue of Green



When I was an art student one of my professors insisted that we should use a limited palette of colors; a strategy that many people advocate today. The concept is that you learn the basics of color mixing with a reduced palette because it is less confusing and you learn the particular way those colors react and mix with each other in depth. From there you are then allowed to branch out and explore a wider range of hues.

These teachers were especially fond of warning us away from the usage of thalo green in favor of viridian. They intoned, in hushed voices, that thalo green was much too strong and intense for us mere beginners, no, we were to use viridian only. As a child riding a bike may need training wheels, so we were to learn about the wonders of green through the softer and more gentle hue of viridian instead.

Thalo green, which now comes in a red shade and a blue shade, has a lively and intense quality to it. Some would say that it has a “chemically” or unnatural look to it. It may need some toning down, so adding an earth hue to it or a red may be necessary.  It certainly gets the job done, with gusto. I think that is what I like about it, its ability to work so well. If you work in watercolor rather than oils, it is a staining color, so it doesn’t “erase” or pick up when dampened as well as viridian or some other mix of colors would. “Fixing” something that has gone wrong is more difficult. In oils, this is not an issue.



Viridian, on the other hand, is softer, more mellow. There is not the need to tone it down so much. It has a somewhat “dusty” look to it, as if it was made for aerial perspective. You must still add earth tones and mix it, as with all hues, but not as aggressively. The finished painting may have a more “cohesive” look to it, with very little effort. In watercolor, the pigment itself tends to get “grainy” when re-wet from the palette, so if you keep a palette ready with colors set out, you may find you need to discard and use fresh paint with each session. Annoying.



What does this mean for the painter? You have another tool to use and you may want to think more about your subject, the lighting, the time of day, and the effect you are going for to determine which is a better fit.

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Beginning Again

Thich Nhat Hanh has quite a bit written on this topic, beginning again. If memory serves me, he uses it in reference to relationships, to forgiving others, setting aside the past, and beginning again. It's about being open, loving, available. We need some of this as we approach our art work also. We need to take the time to set aside our failures, burning them if we need to, and start again, to rediscover our path, to recover what it was about art that brought us to it in the first place.




Today I am looking out my window at the grey sky, some intermittent streaks of snow, and the brown/gray/olive drab/ocher vegetation that stretches across the swamp outside my window. I love brown, wet landscapes, fuzzy indistinct masses, things that are half seen and obscured by distance and a lattice of branches. I don't know why. My task today is to find out why, by sketching in oil this thing that I love, to do a simple sketch, not a grandiose operatic scale mural, just a small sketch of honest reaction to what is there. I'm thinking that tomorrow, I will begin again and do another. I will remember how to work the paint, how to mix the colors, how to set up the gear. It is, in many ways, a dry run for working outside in the “great out of doors”, this set up. In the process, I found a 140ml tube of titanium white I had forgotten I had and realized my French easel did not have paintbrushes in it. It took me 40 minutes to figure out how the palette extension attached. But here I am, beginning again, trying to remember why I am an artist, what it was that fascinated me, captured me, about paint, and to forgive myself for my failings, for not being everything I want to be, for betraying the very thing I love by not spending yet more time at it for little or no reward and forgiving the world for not knowing that I am here and giving me my due.