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August 1, 2012

Watercolours Choosing the Subject

Filed under: France,How to do,Kent,London,Painting,Thames,Watercolour — Rob Adams @ 4:35 pm

Here we are again. I am trying to increase the frequency of painting to 5 paintings in a week. It doesn’t seem much to ask but somehow I seem to miss 10 days have gone by but only 6 watercolours seem to have got done. There has been a conflict of interests though as I also decided I had to attempt to raise my game quality wise too. This is altogether a harder thing than just knocking out paintings. I have been painting long enough that with most scenes I can pretty much always get a decent painting done, say 1 in 10 has to be binned as an epic fail. However some paintings fall into the worthy but a little dull bracket. That said I don’t much like pictures that reach out and grab you as they often pall with longer acquaintance. Inevitably much I see in exhibitions falls into the grab you category for obvious and entirely sensible reasons. What I am attempting of late is to inject a little more storytelling into a picture, what is termed “narrative”. I had thought I could move no further from fashionable tastes, but this allows a step deeper into the critical void I suspect!

Initially works of art were all narrative really, like comic strips. The discovery that such things were decorative came next and potentially moving last of all. Todays painter grapples with the problem that primarily a work must engage with the emotions and thoughts of the viewer. You must not tell them so much that there is no room for interpretation, indeed the spaces left for interpretation must be carefully considered as it is these that trigger the emotional response. A figure in a painting always provides a “hook” as we automatically start to make up stories about any human figure if we are allowed room. Allowing room is something groups in the 19th century for example especially failed to do, with paintings designed to carry a definite moral lesson and propel the viewer into righteous thought. As a result we don’t really respond to these works as a Victorian would have. Unfortunately vapid sentimentality seems popular in any age, but I’d rather take up professional scrabble that go down that route.

So I have decided to be somewhat more focussed on what is going on in certain of my studio paintings. That in turn means more work in the initial drawing stage. For me that has been what I was taking a holiday from in some respects. As an illustrator fulfilling a brief the drawing stage plus amendments could turn out to be a very long drawn out and tedious affair. It could go on so long that much of the pleasure of doing the final was dulled. There is a real danger that in over doing the planning stage you deaden the final result. So I want to try and find a balance between decisions that need to be made first and planned and one that need to happen as the final picture progresses. There are actually quite a few decisions that need to be made as the picture progresses since you need to have the progress so far to see clearly what needs to be done or not as the case may be.

When painting from reference this is how I see the process (I am just thinking this out as I type!):

1. Seeing a potential picture. This happens at the photographing or sketching moment. There is something however slight that makes you stop and draw or press the shutter. I look for pictures all the time by reflex. It is easier in some places than others which is why they are called picturesque! I like this sort of picture less and less though. What I hope to find is a moment when the atmosphere is memorable in an unexpected but still beautiful way. A lovely scene on a lovely day will always look much the same, there is an example of one of these later in the post. A different day might transform the same scene entirely giving it a completely different emotional resonance.

2. Reviewing the candidate. Most fall at this fence. When you look at the image away from the place itself you see if it will stand up as an independent picture. Some are  just not going to cut the mustard, others need adjusting and editing. It is here where sketching out helps. I just bring the image up on screen and scribble over the top in Photoshop. I also do a few small tone scribbles on paper if I need to.

3. Deciding what the feeling of the picture should be and how to compose it to maximise the desired atmosphere. You don’t always want a composition to be balanced. Sometimes tension can be introduced by conflicting draws to the eye. An elysian scene might want perfect equilibrium in it but a picture of a dirty backstreet might need an uncomfortable edge. Or these relationships can even be inverted with a perfect scene given a disturbing air either by a visually jarring inclusion, or an uncomfortable arrangement of otherwise cosy elements. Or a gritty urban scene transfigured for a moment into an unexpected beauty.

4. Assembling the elements. If I am working on a street scene this is obviously more important than in a topographical picture and so takes longer. With a scene where the people are going to be an important element a great deal of thought has to be put in. Firstly figures have to be found that are right for the scene and also not clumsy. Most photographed images of passers by are caught in inelegant poses. What I look for is a good silhouette, if the figure is understandable from just the outline then it will probably work fine in a painting. Then the key elements need arranging within the scene and adjusted so that they have an interesting arrangement. Once that is done any supporting figures and props such as cars, street furniture can be placed.

5. Editing. I now look for anything that is not needed. This is one of the hardest parts but generally if an item can be removed without harming the story it should be taken out. Similarly if a supporting figure is too prominent then it can be weakened by adding others to make a group. I look at this moment to introduce some “quiet” areas where nothing much is going on. Conversely I might also look to “busy” up an area to add rhythm and texture.

 

3 . 4 & 5 sort of all happen at the same time, I have just attempted to split them up for clarity. When I am writing these spiels I am usually attempting to put over something I have never needed to translate into words before. I often find that in the process of trying to express what I mean I need to reevaluate what I had thought in the first place, which is really quite useful and an unexpected bonus from blogging. First a new crop of paintings then a step by step… which are quite the most off putting things to do as you can’t lose yourself in the painting, which in turn means the chances of them going pear shaped are all the more!!

 

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Faversham, Thames, Kent, Watercolour

Here we are in beautiful Faversham. From a snap taken on my last visit. As you might imagine it rained in buckets shortly after! Here I wanted three conflicting points of interest. A tonal interest, the contrasting edge of the white building. A colour interest , the red van. Lastly a human interest, the girls. If you do this the eye can’t really settle, which in turn hopefully means a better appreciation of the threatening sky which is the defining ingredient of the painting. This painting got slightly changed after this scan as I connected the dark tree down to the blue car because I didn’t like the break which isolated the tree.

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Faversham, Kent, Plein air, watercolour

Faversham Creek, a rain stopped play watercolour that I just got round to finishing. 10in by 6in.

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Thames, Richmond River Watercolour

Here is one of those famous “picturesque” views I mentioned earlier. I sat with a pint of Guinness from the nearby pub and painted this in about an hour. A passer by bought me another pint which made the closing stages a little wobbly! Although it is a lovely scene, I would like to paint it in more unusual light or do something more with the composition, not anything you can do plein air however. The view is of course the Thames from Richmond Hill as painted by Turner and a host of others. The foreground needs sorting to allow a better flow. I did add the break and reposition the path but it needs more.

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Richmond, Thames, flood, plein air

This is the White Cross pub in Richmond. The Thames regularly comes up and maroons the clientele, not that they seem to mind. I stood shin deep in water to paint which was novel. I didn’t get finished though, I just got the drawing and the first broad washes in to establish the mood then took photos of the people until I thought I had enough likely suspects to populate the painting. I know I’m a wimp but despite it being July that water was cold!

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Cancale France Dog Restaurant

This is a complicated one, I had great fun arranging all the different elements. It is a restaurant in Cancale France. I ate my lunch there and sneakily took pictures of diners and passers by as I ate. The lady with the dog was so wonderful I had to make her the star. Unfortunately there was no sun when she passed by so I had to invent the lighting. Arches Rough 18in by 10in

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France watercolur

This is also from my Brittany trip, I am slowly working through the studio paintings I have planned. I loved the contrast between the very grand St Malo, destination of the very wealthy and their yachts, with the very unglamorous day and small car. Keeping control of the first wash was all important here.

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Now a step by step… I don’t often do these as I mentioned above, they are very annoying to do.

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watercolour tutorial

Here is my starting point. It is a stage with out actors at the moment. What took my eye was the light streaming across from the top left and the lovely shadows. As I carried on I kept turning and snapping cars and cyclists as they came past on their way home. Once I got all this on screen I made a very rough montage and then a simple line drawing from that. I keep the line drawing as basic as possible the tonal information will be based on the photo so is not needed in the drawing.

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watercolour tutorial

Here it is, I only want to transfer key lines to the paper. You can see the various changes I have made. I have tried to arrange the components to enhance the feeling of going home on a fine evening. The cyclist is the focus and is fixed to bottom of the picture by his shadow. The man and the other traffic act as blocks preventing the eye escaping down the road. The drive cutting the pavement on the right does the same job by cutting off escape via the right hand corner.

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watercolour tutorial

Here it is laid down on the paper. In this case I have traced it using tracedown as it is a very clean way of  transferring the image. Sometimes I use a grid sometimes I just draw by eye, sometimes I just jump in with the paint… who the hell cares! You should however develop the skill to do a painting by any of those means.

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watercolour tutorial

Here is my first wash. Many purists go on about wet into wet as if it is the holy grail, but once again you should master that and any other technique they are all just tools in the box ready to be got out when needed. The worst reason for painting a painting in a particular way is to fit in with some style or other. Judging this first wash is very important and I tested it against my possible tree tones on a spare bit of paper. I was careful not to leave any hard edges.

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Watercolour Tutorial

Next up is the road which is the biggest area. This is done with wet into wet, lifting out and then dry brushing. These are the lightest tones But I don’t want more than two more washes on top of any area and ideally only one. I protected the highlights on the cyclist and the road markings with masking fluid.

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watercolour tutorial

I have carried on here getting the variety of tone in while the wash is still drying. I drop darks into the tree shadow in stages building up the density but trying to hang on to the transparency and not allow it to go “dead”. I don’t worry too much about the boundaries as these areas are quite dark. I add the first of the shadows to cheer myself up as paintings look pretty grim at this stage!

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watercolour tutorial

Here come our darks. again wet into wet on the left, becoming crisper and dryer  as we go to the right. I am keeping in mind the light burning out the top left by washing back with a dilute blue.

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watercolour tutorial

Time to get rid of those pesky last bits of white paper! At last we can see what we have. In some ways this sort of painting is much harder than a wet into wet process. With that method you can see the whole painting from the start, the St Malo painting above was done that way, but once you start breaking the work into areas that have to go in cleanly without too much alteration then your tonal decisions have to be very accurate. To much change to an area will kill the surface quality and make the painting go dull and lifeless especially on the Not Arches that this is painted on. I try my best to keep the painting accurate but not tight so the cyclist and his shadow are painted mostly with single strokes guiding the wet paint with as little “filling in” as possible.

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London watercolour tutorial

Here we are, all done. I am careful to stop as soon as an area feels described enough. I could have added more detail in the cobbles for example and would have really enjoyed doing it. But over painted cobbles would have detracted from the whole so restraint is needed! There is a touch of red Gouache on the lines and some scratching out to add sparkle to the road. Beware of overdoing scratching out it can easily ruin a painting but it is a very useful method if used with discretion.

July 19, 2012

Life Drawing and Painting in the Wet

Filed under: Kent,Painting,Watercolour — Rob Adams @ 2:13 pm

Creative, how I hate what that word has come to mean! I have linked it to the Wiki page for clarity as to which usage I am ranting against! The article is wrong in that I encountered the term earlier than they say it was first used, at advertising agencies where a “creative team” was a copy writer and art director. From these humble beginnings the plague spread. One thing I noticed early on was that they seemed to think being wildly enthusiastic about some mundane idea would lift it into the realms of genius, as if standing on the deck and puffing into the sails of a ship would make it speed through the water more swiftly. Being in the business of making the ideas into reality we shamelessly fell into line swooning at the ineffable, game changing genius of trying to sell puddings by firing them from cannons at children dressed as fruit.

The game often proceeded in this fashion. A bad photocopy of slick marker drawing would be faxed to us. After passing through the fax machine the image was barely decipherable. After a telephone call for hints as to whether the image was of an elephant juggling, or a crème brûlée dancing a tango with a scotch egg, we would produce an estimate as to cost. Then if our price was near to what they had to spend we would be called for a meeting (both under quoting or over quoting were bad) . Depending on the job there would be a meeting with representatives from the production company who would film it, we who would make the scenery/props and the aforementioned creatives. Both the first two participants would be stroking the egos of the creatives as if our livelihoods depended on it, which of course they did. The poor copywriter was usually soon eclipsed by the art director who was usually in his twenties, good looking, well dressed and supremely sure of himself. Due to their egos being fluffed up larger than a cross tomcat’s tail these innocents would proceed to tell us all our jobs, carried away by ecstatic belief in their own supreme vision. We would then double the quote all the while agreeing that the idea of a pudding cannon and setting the whole thing in a mortuary was beyond brilliant and would be garnering D&AD awards by the bucket load!

The job in the bag we would build the mortuary and cannons, there would usually be a visit from the creative team where changes would be made and duly charged for. On arriving at the “shoot” day we would arrive early and set up and finish our scenery. Then the art director would roll up and we would reassure him as to the wonder of the visual feast set before him. Then the pudding manufacturer would arrive and gaze in total bemusement at what his £400,000 had bought him. The stage would be abuzz with activity, the children who were to be cannon fodder and their parents, the make up folk, stylists, home economists, the sparks, the chippies, the best boys, girl fridays, producers, directors and assorted hangers on. All of whom added up to about £20,000 being clocked every hour. At this point the client would say he didn’t want his puddings associated with mortuaries and the art director’s world would crumble and fall apart. Along with the production company’s producer (who had likely seen it all before) he would ask if it wasn’t too much trouble could we change the mortuary into a play school. The creative hero astonishing the world with his genius would have either transformed into a hurt puppy begging to be saved from drowning, or into a deranged doberman who insisted that he had asked for a playschool, so why had we built a mortuary? If we liked the guy we would roller white paint all over the stainless steel and stick up some jolly crayon pictures for a few thousand extra pounds. If he turned mean we would suck our teeth and say it was a rebuild… which would prompt a visit from the ad agency’s creative director who would fire the art director and ask us nicely to paint the mortuary white and stick up some pretty pictures and he would pay us extra.

The above is exaggeration… but not by much!

Now we are all “creative”, so much so that it is building up inside ourselves and is just there waiting for us to find the right outlet. Time was when the only Creator had a white beard and a dislike of shellfish for dinner, but now we are all at it. The progress of the term reminds me of the “designer” trend. where every object has to have the magic wand waved over it by this god like being the Designer. The trouble is that by spreading such a mantle indiscriminately over everything the term becomes valueless. There is no real satisfaction in being “creative” if no journey of aspiration complete with success and failure, hopes raised and dashed, and hard won expertise has been made. It is much the same I feel with any profession where something is made. Given a pile of wood nearly anyone with the basic tools could make a chair that would function. However surely someone who has spent twenty years making chairs would be  more likely to produce an object with all the attributes of beauty, desirability and utility. It is a sad fact that through mechanised production of both objects of practical and aesthetic use we have lost some of the feeling that an object made by a hand that took years to gain that ability has some extra richness to add to the possessor’s life and being than an object produced without individual care and attention.

So what is this added ingredient? Well, that is hard to define. Last night I was talking to a print maker. He had made a print from a life drawing, taking the drawn image and transferring it by photographic means to a copper plate and then etching it. Why, I asked, is this of more worth than if I printed one of my life drawings using my very fine laser printer? Once framed I doubt if anyone not expert could tell which one was hand done. I can even use much the same paper. They are both “archival” I can just print 200 then destroy the original and delete the photoshop file, thus supplying the limited edition ingredient. They would both look the same hanging on the wall… indeed unless you marked them in some way you might be hard pressed to remember which was which. I would like to imagine that the etching was inherently worth more because of the investment of life that the printer had put into the object, but if the two prints were mixed up by accident then that mantle might be transferred to the laser print and the owner would feel, I can’t help think, identical aesthetic pleasure and satisfaction of ownership. This process is used constantly by the art business where the most casual signing of any object by an artist confers the fairy dust of artistic authenticity. We are back as I all to often find to Mr R Mutt and his urinal.

How does this all relate to painting? I suppose, odd though it might seem,  it is of some concern to me as to whether what I am doing is of any worth at all to the society in which I make my life. If it is not at all enriched then I would perhaps be better off doing something else. My commercial work has no such conundrums, I recently did the first stages of a redesign of a world renowned attraction. If it all comes to fruition millions of people will have had a pleasurable time due to my and other’s efforts and will be to some small degree be happier for it. I in turn will be richer which seems fair enough. I don’t however see that for  a plein air that will never grace a wall I am due any reward for its creation other than the pleasure I took from it’s making. I have not enriched the world, I have merely used up scarce resources for no purpose other than my own pleasure. The generation that takes any joy in the painted image of landscape is getting older, the number of appreciative souls who are not hobby painters themselves is in steep decline. There is not really a place on the wall in modern homes for painted representational pictures. In most modernist apartments a large framed poster or dramatic abstract look far better than a 14in by 10 in plein air. It is as if I am still handcrafting porcelain chamber pots… there ain’t no call for ’em anymore and more old and unwanted ones on the market than you can shake a stick at.

In the USA and more and more elsewhere plein air has taken on some of the aspects of an extreme sport. They have competitions and much is made of the “getting out there” and doing it. I am somewhat nonplussed when I read on some blog that a person had yomped 10 miles out into the desert and then painted a rock and a nondescript shrub that they could have done a few yards from where they parked their pickup and not gone to the bother of all that trekking. Usually the masterpiece is accompanied by a picture of the easel set up in position… which, embarrassingly, I note I occasionally do myself! Other manifestations are “a painting a day” which seems a bit random, why not a painting a month… or one a decade. There is no way to put it kindly, the sort of painting I am engaged in is almost completely irrelevant to the age I live in. Is this important? No I suppose not, but I feel I should possibly reinstate my painting of imaginative subjects which used to be a major part of my output but has been sidelined of late. I suspect it might have benefitted from my foray into landscape and life drawing. I shall give it a go perhaps to see if that might be the case. So on to the painting as an extreme sport section of the post…

 

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This is Faversham Creek on a day out with the Wappers. The day threatened from the start! I stupidly forgot to put my paints in so this was done using the residue on my palette. Arches  Not 11in by 9in.

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The same subject from the other side. This is done using a Pentel brush pen. It makes a fascinating variety of marks. I have yet to find the ideal paper but I very much like it as a sketching medium. I don’t really like the fixed width pens and also the brushpen allows a subtle half tone if used to drybrush. 1in by 8in.

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Faversham has lots to paint, this had to be done at a furious pace as the rain was threatening and I was in the open. When trying to get a sketch down fast you have to be very systematic. So in this I did very simple outline drawing which too about 5min. Then I added three washes. The lit facades and the lit part of the street as this must be dry first I don’t make the washes too wet either. I leave thin white boundaries say between the pavement and the road as I don’t want bleed. Next the shadowed part of the buildings and street. Lastly the sky which has to be put in wettest but can be left. Then the first wash area can be detailed just two tones a bluey mid and a dark. Next the same thing for the shadowed areas using the same dark but a stronger mid. Last touches are the few bits of brighter colour. Then run for cover with the painting still wet!  About 15 to 20 mins all told. 7in by 5in.

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This is Old Windsor on the Thames in Berkshire. I am alas still forced to paint in acrylics rather than oils. Very rapidly changing light but pleasant to get a bit of sun for a change. 12in by 10in.

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Near Old Windsor lock. The sun was in and out again and the barge arrived halfway through. I left this quite sketchy you can almost get a gouache feel with the acrylics. I might in fact take my gouaches out to try some plein airs, I used them for many years for illustration but never outdoors for some reason.

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A quick watercolour of the same scene viewed a bit to the left. 11in by 9in.

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At last a fine evening! This was a quick 30min 10in by 7in. It’s not many subjects that look good with the light flat behind you. I need to put a warm glaze over the castle, that’s one thing easily done with the acrylics…

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A return to this derelict canal at Deepcut. It was raining very hard so I could only roughly sketch this in I might fiddle with the left hand tree which is a bit playschool at the moment. Lastly a few life drawings…

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These are all done using watercolour black with an acrylic white. I rather like the possibilities. I found that is works best to use two premixed tones of the white one strong the other weaker to give a mid tone between the paper and the full white. The one tricky thing is that you need to use separate brushes for lights and dark as the white pollutes very easily.

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