26 September 2014

Workshop and resuming

It's been two months since I posted here, and two months since I drew or painted. There's no great explanation for that; some difficult stuff has happened, but most of it within a two-week period and none of it justifying no output for two months. I guess the best I can do is, I was in a mood. Or not in a mood. Or something.

Anyway, I decided to rectify that by taking a week's vacation and spending three days of it at a watercolor workshop in Orange County at the Schroeder Studio Gallery, with artist and teacher Judy Morris. I didn't know the work of Judy Morris before I saw and signed up for this workshop, but I was intrigued by her images and ideas and thought it would be a good way to jump-start myself back. Workshops have a way of doing that.



This one hasn't worked out that way quite yet, though. At most workshops I have attended, the teacher makes a point to schedule exercises or projects so that the students go home with something tangible done by their own hand. That didn't happen with Judy Morris. I think the reason for that is equally distributed between the way she works and the students themselves.

First, the way Judy works: She's a planner. There is very little spontaneity to her paintings. They are beautiful and intricate, they are creative, they are unusual--but they are not whipped out in an afternoon. Judy is a designer, and it shows in every step she takes, from the initial idea to the last brushstroke. Even her demos are lengthy perambulations through ideas and inspirations, techniques, styles, color chords…none of it is flashy, but all of it is fascinating. I learned a lot about how she uses her materials and was enlightened as to why my use of these same materials in the past has produced less than stellar results. I am so grateful for this knowledge. I always feel like if I learned one new thing in a workshop, my time wasn't wasted, and I learned far more than that during this three-day stint. But I didn't learn by doing.

Every once in a while during the course of the three days, Judy would say "But enough of me, I want you to go and paint now," but then a student would ask another question about how she did something, or why, or in what circumstances, or using what method, and she'd be off again. So when it became a choice between listening to a pro and watching her work vs. essaying my own interpretation and ignoring her, I chose each time to listen. For that reason, a few students produced one or maybe even two pieces of art, while the rest of us had nothing but test patches to take home.

So, instead of sharing my art with you in this post, I will share some of what I learned. (And maybe a few photographs.)

First of all, vacation….ahhhhh.


I stayed, on the recommendation of Judy Schroeder, at the Ayres Inn, which was pretty comfortable, had a pool, furnished a full "American" complimentary breakfast each morning, and was packed to the gills with midwestern families on their way to Disneyland via the (also complimentary) shuttle bus that showed up every morning right after said breakfast. I have never seen so many small blond children grouped in one place in my life! Also more fanny packs and polyester than I've seen since the 1980s.

I was delighted with Old Town Orange. I'd never been there before, and its central circle with fountain and benches, surrounded by raying-out streets filled with antique stores and some stellar eateries, was great fun to explore when I wasn't workshopping.


I took this one for my cousin, because of the CRONUTS. Yum.
The Schroeder Studio Gallery is small but pleasant and well-equipped. Here is a shot of some of my fellow work-shoppers trying out their salting technique, and another of Judy Morris, doing a demo, with her twin, Jackie, standing by to support and hand her things. (They were both art teachers for 30-odd years, and frequently travel together.)



But enough scene-setting. Here are some of the things I learned from Judy Morris:

1. How to do a continuous or "smooth" wash.

This alone was worth it all. I have been to other workshops where such stellar artists as Frank Eber picked up a big squirrel mop brush, slopped some paint into a lot of water, and rendered the perfect continuous-wash sky from top of paper to horizon line in three or four strokes. Then he challenged us to do it. Right. This is one I have practiced and practiced, and still haven't mastered--my sky is either stripey or bland. Judy, the epitome of precision, does it very differently. She works with a relatively small synthetic brush. She mixes up some juicy colors beforehand. She then goes across the page from one side to the other using a small, short, zig-zagging motion, filling in completely in a small stripe. She does this with her paper at a 45-degree angle, so that the paint runs down and forms "the bead," which is the non-running line of water and paint pooling at the bottom of the stripe. She then picks up a bit more paint/water on her brush, comes back and picks up the bead and goes across again. She continues this, moving quickly enough so the paint doesn't dry out but still with extreme care and precision, until she gets to the bottom of where she wants the wash to end, whereby she wipes her paintbrush dry and picks up the last line of wet "bead" from the paper at the bottom, et voila! perfect smooth wash. And I can do it! Hallelujah.

2. SALT.

I have seen a lot of people use salt in their paintings. My questions were always two: How? and, when it came down to it, Why? I am not a gimmicky person, and I have never gotten into using what I have mostly considered extraneous techniques in my paintings. I don't crinkle up saran wrap and daub it in my washes to create a batik look. I don't mask, I don't tape, I don't do much of anything except draw and paint. Period. But I have to admit I have always had a fascination with the salt technique, and I have seen many paintings with such interesting textures created by this. I have tried it a few times and it has been an abject failure for me. So I was curious to see what Judy would say.

What she said was this: I salt almost everything! and...Everyone is pretty much doing it wrong. Here are her tips:

First of all, people say to put paint on the paper and let the shine go off before you salt. Nope. If you do that, you'll either get stars, or you'll get nothing. The salt needs to interact with the water and the paint, so you need to add it just as soon as you have applied those to your paper.

Second, people use way too much salt. You want to leave room on the page between the grains, whether you are using table salt or rock salt (you get different effects, depending). The way salt works is like a sponge: It picks up water and color. If you want to see a texture, you have to leave room between the grains of salt so that there is a different texture between the parts that are salted and the parts that are not!

Third, people wait to salt their pictures until the end. I always thought this was right, because obviously you wouldn't want to paint on top of it after, right? Nope. You need to work in small increments/areas and salt as you go. When you are completely done salting, you have to let it dry completely without touching it. Once the salt hits the paper, you don't move it. You can't use a hair dryer to expedite the drying process, because that will move the salt. After the shine is gone, you CAN put it out in the sun for a while if you're really in a hurry, but that's it.

Then you remove the salt, and continue with your painting. Judy will often put on a smooth wash, salt that, remove it, then continue with her painting, including adding elements and shadows right over the formerly salted area.

Fourth, removing the salt: People say be gentle. Nope. People suggest using a credit card or something similarly blunt-edged. Nope. Judy uses a palette knife, and she scrapes that salt off of there. It's loud and it's rough. You do have to be careful enough not to scrape your paper with the palette knife (which is why she uses tough--and expensive--300-lb. watercolor paper), but you need to scrape it thoroughly, because you want all of that salt off of there! After you scrape it all off, you do the "blind" test--you close your eyes and run your hands all over the salted area. If it's back to feeling like watercolor paper, then you got it all. If you can still feel a raised texture, then scrape some more.

After you scrape off all the salt, you then make a "blotter" with a damp paper towel, and blot the salted area to get off all the salt dust as well. Then, if you like, you can "glaze" it by mixing a wet, thin color and cross-brushing it gently/lightly over the top, and then maybe blotting again. This adds a common color to bring all your disparate colors together, and softens everything.

Here is an example of a piece of unfinished work Judy used to demonstrate such techniques as smooth washes, texturing, salting, etc. to us:


The texture in the lettering is created by:

1. Painting the letters using a smooth wash, but leaving gaps of white here and there.
2. Salting the letters.
3. Removing the salt and blotting.
4. Going back over the letters and filling in the white parts using two different colors--a deeper shade of sepia, and Winsor Red for sparkles/highlights

(I did say she was a planner!)

The texture in the wall ditto, except that she also uses a staggered, directional wash in a "sunburst" from the lightest yellow outwards to the darker part, again leaving white (as you can see on the left) and going back in with other colors after the salting process. I think there is some spatter on there as well.

The tablecloth chair, and glasses are perfect examples of the precision of her smooth washes.

Enough! I need to go paint something. Tomorrow: More about ideas, inspiration, color, and DESIGN.

20 July 2014

Sunday in Pasadena

My cousin Carol Sue turned 75 this month (doesn't she look good?), and her daughter, Kirsten, came up with the idea for "the girls" (Kirsten's two sisters, her two best friends--who are like daughters to Cos as well--and me) to take her out to a fancy tea at the Langham Hotel in Pasadena. We did this once before with the family, for my mom's 65th, I believe it was, only then it was called the Huntington Sheraton. So the seven of us had reservations today at 1:30 for the Chocolate Tea, aka Tiffin at the Langham.


Coincidentally, one of the meet-up groups to which I belong was doing a two-part sort of sketch-crawl today, in which they started at Castle Green in Pasadena (click the link if you want to know more about that site), and moved on to Echo Park for a picnic lunch and more sketching later in the day. So I went early and did a sketch at Castle Green, and then proceeded to the Langham for tea with my cuz!

I joined a couple of meet-up groups in the hope of making some new artist-type friends, but I'm not sure how well this is going to work out. My impulse when going out to do plein air sketching is to find an aspect I like as quickly as possible, and then sit down to sketch. But the leader of this group wants us to thoroughly explore all our options before we start to work, which has meant that for the three meet-ups I have attended, we have spent 45 minutes (or more) wandering the site and about 45 minutes making art. I think I will probably go on my own in the future, so I can maximize my time, because I don't have so much of it that I can afford to dither!

Anyway, here is my sketch of Castle Green, which I did in pen on site and then added color once I got home after the tea. And also a few photos of tea at the Langham--quite decadent!

I didn't remember to take any reference photos while at the location, so I had to find something online to do the color--so the shadows are probably not correct. My perspective is terrible (my friend Bix taught me a trick about "elbows down, knees up," but I'm still not good at it), plus that weird entryway with the bridge to the main building is really hard to draw! But it was a fun exercise. And my reward was PASTRY!





06 July 2014

Thinking about dummies

No, I'm not insulting someone, I'm talking about THE dummy, which is to say, a mock-up for a book. When you make a book, you first have to figure out how many pages you need (title page, verso page, colophon? Start your story on the left-hand page or on the right? Acknowledgments at the front or the back? etc.), how much artwork there will be (different for a picture book than a chapter book, which this one will be), where it will fall in the book, where the type will go in relation to it,  whether the type will FIT with all the artwork you have envisioned and, if not, whether you would prefer to cut the story or cut the artwork or make the book bigger (a cost consideration for the publisher, so you don't want to go hog-wild)...

So that's what we've been working on (loosely) in my illustration class last week and this. This week we were asked to bring some color artwork, maybe incorporating some type, so I tried a layout. I don't think it's going to work, because after seeing the mess the printers and/or binders can make of things that travel across the fold, I don't want to go there; but I did like the idea, so I tried it out anyway. It's not exactly how I envisioned it (when is it ever), but it's a good start towards thinking about all of these problems and how to solve them.

The Adventures of Beatrice, Part One: The Quest for a Roof



I had to scan this in two parts and then stick them together in Photoshop, because the art was too big to fit on my scanner, so the line (in pencil) is the actual center fold and I tried to eliminate the overlap line with my Clone Stamp Tool (somewhat noticeable, but better than it was). And of course, the type was set separately and placed on the background, which is why the color is interrupted behind it. That would be continuous graduated color in the book.

Given all the things to think about: the probable necessity of rewriting your book and redoing all your artwork half a dozen times (or more) until it's right; sending it to a publisher or eight and being lucky enough to get picked up; fulfilling all of your editor's expectations (which will probably mean another batch of alterations); how long it takes to get the whole thing typeset and color corrected and assembled and printed; waiting to see if it's successful, which is the turning point upon which your future career will rest…given all that, I'm amazed at the number of successful children's book authors and illustrators in the world! You really do have to be a persistent person who will keep plugging away, who won't give up, who will stick to your vision and refuse to be told you're banging your head against a brick wall…and you have to be willing to do that knowing that there is no immediate gratification (it's sometimes a year or more after you turn in your manuscript that your book is released, and meanwhile you better have moved on to your next project!) and that it's not exactly a lucrative profession!

Given all of that, I'm not sure I have what it takes. But I'm going to take it edit by edit and painting by painting and page by page, and see where I end up. I don't know when that will be…it may end up being career number…four, is it? after I retire from the library…but at least I'm beginning the process. And that's thanks to Deborah Nourse Lattimore, who IS one of those persistent visionaries, and who inspires us all weekly to do better. I'm so honored to be studying with her.




29 June 2014

Steampunk

Steampunk is a fairly new phenomenon in Young Adult Lit world, even though the original steampunk has been around for a while. It's a bit confusing as to where it originated, because it can be considered a retroactive term; although the word itself may have been coined by science fiction writer K. W. Jeter in the 1980s when he was searching for a genre title for his work, early examples would include the works of Jules Verne and H. G. Wells; Fritz Lang's film Metropolis in 1927; and the CBS television series The Wild Wild West, which aired in the 1960s.

The genre includes recent science fiction that is set in a recognizable historical period (most commonly Victorian or Edwardian), in which the Industrial Revolution has begun, but has taken a slightly different turn than the one it did in reality. This is probably its most restrictive definition, but the genre has expanded to include fantasy, alternate worlds, dystopian works…in some ways it seems like you can include some Victorian fashion and some steam- or spring-propelled machines and gadgets, and label it steampunk.

The best known YA books in the genre are probably Scott Westerfeld's Leviathan trilogy (in which a weird combination of the mechanical and the organic are melded to create fantastical living creatures) and Philip Reeve's Mortal Engines quartet (featuring giant mobile cities that roam the landscape "eating up" smaller cities). More recent additions would be Catherine Fisher's Incarceron and Sapphique, Cassandra Clare's Infernal Devices books (Clockwork Angel, etc.) Kady Cross's Steampunk Chronicles (The Girl in the Steel Corset, and three more), Gail Carriger's rather silly series that begins with Etiquette and Espionage, and Stephan Bachman's disturbing story The Peculiar.

A certain group of kids (and perhaps a larger group of adults) are enthusiastic proponents of this genre. I have liked isolated books within it, but am not, in general, a fan. What I do like, however, is some of the fashion. Who doesn't like velvet, leather and lace, especially when tricked out with corsets, gears and goggles? (I found this "Steampunk Librarian" online by "ghostfire" on DeviantArt.)

So since we are focusing on science fiction this summer at the library (for our teen summer reading program), of which steampunk is one sub genre, we decided we'd find some way to craft it up with a steampunk theme. This brings me to today's photos: a steampunk gift for Anarda, my co-teen librarian. I found a bigger, cooler, more versatile (because not boxed-in) steampunk gears stencil, and an old art apron, which I washed and bleached so it looked like new, and made her a steampunk smock to wear at our craft events this summer.




This technique is super easy--just lay down the stencil, get a stencil brush (flat-ended with stiff bristles), pick up some paint on the brush, pounce it off so it's not too wet, and then pounce it up and down inside and all around the stencil. I mixed red and a metallic gold on this one, to give it a little depth and interest. Let it dry, then 24 hours later throw it in the dryer to "set" the paint, and it's subsequently wash-and-wearable.


I also tried out this stencil using my spray bleach technique on an old gray t-shirt, but it's in the wash right now so I'll post it later--if it turned out! The bleach is a lot harder to control--and therefore easier to mess up--than this dry-brush paint technique.


15 June 2014

Noodling about

Well, on the down side, no housework achieved this weekend.

On the up side…

Tried out a bleach-spray process for decorating T-shirts using steampunk stencils, for a workshop we're doing later in the summer with our teens at the library… (you definitely should wear gloves and goggles for this…and keep paper towels handy!)


  


And tried out some character sketches for a story book I'm considering…






09 June 2014

Haste makes waste

Odd title for a blog post…but I am referring to drawing skills. Which I have not cultivated in a long time. I have also, I discovered when I started trying to draw, come to rely way too much on photos off the internet, and while they can pinch-hit, nothing compares to live models, with which I haven't practiced in a long time. And when it comes to imagination, I'm great at assembling disparate items into a whole to make something new, but I have no original thoughts re: drawing!

In fact, I will confess here that sometimes, when I want to make a painting, I cheat by doing a trace of whatever it is I want to paint, just to get an accurate shape/outline, and then I paint, because that's what I enjoy.

So now that I need those drawing skills, my haste in glossing over them in favor of getting to the painting means they are nowhere to be found! I know I used to have some…or at any rate, they were better back a while ago...

I'm taking an illustration class this summer, and our assignment this week was to go home and do some preliminary sketches of our characters. The characters I selected are cats, and I am discovering that cats are hard to draw! You wouldn't think so, when you look at them as a series of shapes, but if you get them just the slightest bit wrong, it sticks out like a sore thumb, because we all know what a cat is "supposed" to look like.

So--I did a bunch of really bad sketches this week, which I'm not going to post here, and then I did a couple I kind of liked, and then I gave in and did a quick painting to make myself feel better. Which I did, but not much, because it didn't further me in my quest to discover my characters OR to regain my drawing skills. So…it looks like I'm in for a long slog to find both.

   

12 May 2014

Imagining the characters from books

For 6+7 Book Club at the library, we're reading Across the Universe, by Beth Revis. The massive ship Godspeed is setting out across space, bearing a large sampling of humans to colonize a new planet. The trip is expected to take 300 years, so there are waking personnel who will live out their lives on the ship, and will create generations to come after them, all in service of ensuring that those persons important to conquering the unknowns of the planet--the scientists, the militarists--can make their voyage safely in frozen, cryogenic sleep. Seventeen-year-old Amy's parents are two such persons, and Amy is along for the ride as "nonessential cargo" because she didn't want to be left behind to grow up without her parents.

But something goes wrong, and Amy is abruptly awakened from her frozen chamber some 50 years too soon. It's powerful, violent imagery as she struggles to animate, to escape the cryogenic fluid, to pull the tubes from her throat and the IVs from her arms, and to get out of the box before she drowns.

With the constant cross-breeding of the generations has come a uniformity of brown hair, brown eyes, and light brown skin, so Amy's red hair, green eyes, and pale skin are an anomaly that can't be missed as she moves about the ship. I had a picture in my mind of Amy just as she was unfreezing and the blue fluid in which she was immersed began to drain away, and tried to transfer it to paper. (Minus, of course, all the tubes and wires, because they don't really lend themselves to this Sleeping Beauty imagery, do they?) It's never quite as I pictured it, but…here's Amy: