It’s been sooo long since I updated this blog. It’s not entirely my fault. I’m currently typing away on a brand spanking new keyboard with the biggest, chunkiest, smoothest keys you could imagine. Somebody…probably somebody small and noisy…spilt their juice on my previous keyboard and I couldn’t login due to sticky keys.
Anyways..
I can’t actually remember where this one came from. Oh yes I do! I was going to tell you that it was somewhere in Europe but it isn’t, it’s in America of all places! Somewhere in Beacon Hill.
The White Swan painting was the first one I did after my marriage fell apart. I’m not entirely happy with, I think the leaves are too sparse and looking at it now, I didn’t get around to finishing the beak in the reflection.
The Fuchsia’s painting caused me so much grief! Seriously, you wouldn’t believe me if I told you. Such a simple painting too. I painted, and repainted, and repainted again every single aspect of this painting. I spilt my drink over it not once but twice! Then I smudged dark green paint over the blue/purple background (just beneath the flowers) and then, when I was cleaning my paint brushes nearby, I splattered very watery paint over the top right corner.
It was one thing after another. I changed the colour of the green buds at least three times, and the original petals were a slightly different shade too. The paint is zoo thick in places! LOL It turned out okay in the end, I guess. It looks very graceful, my Mum says they remind her of ballerinas.
This stormy painting…this one blew me away! I learnt some very valuable lessons about painting water and wet sand from this painting. I have found that most of my monochrome paintings come out looking has beautiful as this one, it’s when I add lots of colour that I lose track. I struggle with contrast in my paintings…I end up using a deeper, muddier hue instead of charging to a darker tone, so this painting forced me to focus on making my brightest high lists and my darkest lowlights without fussing over the colour.
The scene is also special to me. It’s a bit of an annual event here in Rockingham…each winter we have a couple of particularly violent storms in which a couple of boats break their moorings and find their way to the beach. So I went down their with my camera after the last storm and snapped a few pics, this is just a couple of km’s around the corner from home.
This one BLEW MY MIND!!! At the end of it, I kinda stood there feeling a little bit stunned and looking at my hands thinking “was that me? Did I really do that?!”
I’m seriously hard on myself. I hold myself to impossibly high expectations. This one blew my expectations out of the water. I reckon it was a fluke! It’s the current crown jewel in my collection. It’s definitely my best work yet, the best quality…but funnily enough, it isn’t my favourite.
I actually started this painting sitting down Rockingham foreshore while the kids played on the swings. I spent about a week working on it, mostly at home, before heading back down to the beach where I finished it, you can see my picnic blankie & drink in the background. It was really nice. I have appalling social skills and I had so many people come over to see what I was painting and stop for a chat. It did me good. I met some lovely people, including other artists who whipped out their phones or iPads to show me their own work and talk about the craft.
And lastly, exciting news! At the start of the 2013 Moto GP season I created a Facebook page named Moto Gp Paintings – Elizabeth Nesbitt
I say exciting but it’s an incredibly frustrating story really…
The thing is…selling paintings online is incredibly difficult. A bit like local bands or photographers…everyone admires their work, everyone can recognise something special when they see it…but who can afford to part with the extra money it will cost to invest in them? People see my paintings and praise my work but they also know that they can go down to the local Red Dot or Cost Plus store and buy a cheap print for $20 to decorate their walls with.
And so it is with Moto GP Paintings. I set this page up, I offered to paint fans on their own bikes, paint their favourite rider opt team, their dream bike, their favourite Moto GP moment. In a few weeks I collected 1000s of Facebook fans, I handed out dozens of quotes, I had so much interest….and nothing. Nobody wanted to part with their hard earned money.
So yeah, it’s frustrating.
Patience, I tell myself. When the time is right, I’ll get my opportunity to squeeze my foot in the door.
Until next time! xxx