Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Dappled Room

DAPPLED ROOM
By: Ian V. Martinez

Oil pastel on paper
19.5 x 28.5 inches
Unmounted


Well, I've finally gotten this piece out of the way.

Interestingly, this would be the first artwork I've finished since I started this blog.

I don't know about you, but I think there's a marked improvement in this, as compared to "Painting Helena". By not obsessing too much on method, I was able to concentrate more on "getting that feel onto the paper".

Hell, I don't even know how I got to this point from the initial sketch. Painting is funny that way.




Monday, June 29, 2009

Dappled Bathroom

After working on some job related tasks, I had an intense compulsion not to leave home and work on this oil pastel work which I sketched out just yesterday.

It's not finished in that I still have to apply textures on the tiles and "rationalize" a lot of the figure's bulges. For one thing, that shoulder muscle is looking a bit too masculine. I also need to correct some misplaced highlights on the figure's... ahem... butt. I was working on that a few minutes ago but the oil pastel kept on lifting. I had to fix the work first before proceeding on smoothing out the details on the figure's back. For one, I may need to look closer at the anatomy of this work. The shoulders and back muscles are way off.


There's something appealing in watching simple everyday scenes playing out in front of you. For me, I find it even more delightful to see the same things from peculiar vantage points. Looking at this scene from eye level, you would have missed that organic pattern on the tiles above the frame, or the dappling of sunlight below. And more importantly, you would have missed the quaint compositional unity that the figure makes and how it relates to all the oblique angles surrounding her.


I wasn't thinking about it consciously when I was planning this work or even while I was painting it, but looking at this piece now reminds me of Edgar Degas' "The Star" and his other works such as those depicting women bathing in shallow tubs, as well as "Woman Combing her Hair".

I admire Degas' work and when I was young, had been profoundly influenced by him. I didn't paint then but I was thinking that if I painted, I'd want to paint like him. I do remember wanting to mimick his shallow tub scenes and I think I went as far as drawing those paintings on ruled pad paper.

Funny how our influences have a knack of revealing themselves later on in life with no warning whatsoever.



On a final note, I feel that my skills have really improved since painting "Seven Cats" and "Painting Helena". My actions are more purposeful and reduntant applications of the medium have been reduced.

I'd probably finish this piece over the weekend. I'll be quite busy for the rest of the week with work and reviewing for the advance diver course I'm taking up. Plus, I have a freakin' research that's not going anywhere. This art thing is making me neglectful of my other "stuff".

I better get my affairs into order.

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Sunday, June 28, 2009

Leaving the Rut

I've been paralyzed this past few weeks, in that I've ceased to work on this painting. I surmise that my avoidance is due to my apprehension on working on the critical stages of this work. As it stands, every dab of highlight has the potential to change the expression of the face.

I've tried to set the areas of highlight and will soon apply thin layers of glaze (if that is what you'd call it) to set the correct skin tone and achieve a more believable gradation on the face. I'm attempting to hide more of the details in the shadows and burn out a few highlights in an attempt to raise the contrast of the image and create a more compelling sense of depth.

Details... I'm still working on the economy of my strokes. The man's sleeves here is basically a patchwork of misplaced highlights and shadows. I need to work on that. It looks messy, compared with the more direct strokes of the man's pants. Come to think of it though, I found that painting fabrics will have to be the most challenging to make realistic or at least believable. That probably explains why I like painting nudes.

It's a pity you can't see the peculiar blue I picked for the pants due to the limitations on my phone camera. I really went out of my way to find that kind of blue.


I've just learnt that drying (well, the paint actually oxidizes rather than dry if you want to be more accurate about it) a painting lying on the floor prevents the oil from a very fat paint to run separate from the pigments. In some application, that looks cool and I've seen some works that allow the fat to run and trace rivulets down their canvas for effect.


Well, since oil paint "oxidizes" forever and hence I've run out of places to paint on this canvas, I've decided to start on a new work.



This will be done in oil pastel, somewhat like "Painting Helena", although the subject here will be shown inside a shower cubicle that is distorted - rather than a plain patterned background or something that will isolate the subject. At least here, you can appreciate the relationship of the human form with its environ.

You have to understand, I've been doing photography for so many years now that I can't help but see images in my mind's eye as if I was still looking through a viewfinder. So if you ask me, I'm distorting the lines here as if I'm looking through an 18mm lens (on a 1.6 crop factor camera mind you). I'd want more distortion but that would wreck havock on the woman's proportions.

I don't know about you, but I like my composition in this piece. The one big thing that I am now considering is the color scheme. Should I go for peach? What cool hue to use for the shadows?

Well, as I am painting wet on dry with the former painting, I guess I have a week before the layer on that painting "dries" well enough to receive the next layer. So I guess I have this week to work on this nudie pic.

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Friday, June 5, 2009

Heavy Rains















It has been raining heavily for the most part of the week, even as I drove in and out of the Metro to attend to things and meet friends. Haven't done anything related to art - seem I'm more comfortable staring at ANC, CNN and Fox News alternatingly, than staring at my waiting art materials just across the hall.

Going to Sucat to attend to a small birthday celebration today - not after I get an oil change that is long overdue - and that after a number of panels partly came off from under my car after I belly flopped the vehicle on gutter deep water in Antipolo. Had those things screwed on again yesterday.

The rain doesn't inspire me. It makes me desire nothing but to get a book and sink deep into my bed. Funny how it does that.