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June 11, 2013

A Different Light

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Well, I have returned after 10 days painting in Brittany. It is always a mixture of pleasure and disappointment when you view the results of such adventures. Before I set off I always research my destination on Google to see what might be there. This might be a mistake as it gives you ideas of paintings that might not be there in reality. Although you need a good subject or motif, good lighting and mood is probable more telling. I have found that an unprepossessing road in London with a great moment of light makes a better picture than all the towers and battlements of Windsor Castle on a dull day! The trip this time was organised by Michael Richardson and his partner Kate Borg, who do a great job of shepherding 20 or so painters around a foreign land. I always take far too much painting stuff, a simple calculation should tell me that 30 oil boards is too many, but better than too few I suppose.

Once you arrive  of course reality takes hold. It is impossible to go from one painting to another, there is always the wandering about looking for something that might make a picture. So 3 paintings a day is about all I can manage. Most of those are small sketches and oddly the small quick impressions are nearly always my personal favourites.The Île de Ré was this year’s destination. After last years weather I took a suitcase full of inappropriate rain gear… which I didn’t use. Trevor Chamberlain was with us and it is rumoured he can control the weather so it was sunny throughout.

I always find it a little tricky to adapt to a new place. The light seems different somehow and the local colours always are distinctive. This means a new palette has to be found by trial and error. Some colours go out and others are added. This time Burnt Sienna got the chop and was replaced by Terra Rosa. Cobalt blue went into storage and Ultramarine and Turquoise were added. Cadmium red was too potent so it got replaced with Magenta. Despite this change around I really struggled with the oils, and despite my packing 20 or so boards only 5 or 6 rather poor oils got completed. My oil painting is really at an early stage and although I can usually get what I want in the studio the rigours of plein air cause rather a lot of misses. This was compounded this time by the fact that I just could not find the right hues for the buildings. The trouble is that after the first few go wrong you loose confidence and that makes the next effort all the harder.

In contrast the watercolours were flying off the brush! There is something in that bright light and warm hued buildings that is easy to catch in transparent media. You always have the light of the paper shining through suffusing the painting with light. I did one subject twice once in oils and once in watercolour, the comparison was a little painful with the watercolour far superior. This means I will have to mostly to put the watercolours to one side for a while and concentrate on the oils. This may seem illogical but getting better in any area means a certain amount of pain and in order to do good paintings in a different media  the requisite number of bad ones need to be painted!

I’ll do the paintings in order as best as I can remember, but some were done on two visits. There are a few complete car crashes which I will keep private!!

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HMS Warrior, portsmouth, ship, watercolour, plein air

I travelled down to Portsmouth to meet the coach and was a little early. No trouble passing the time though as HMS Warrior is moored at The Hard and

the light was spectacular. This is a very quick 7in by 5in but I shall be attempting a bigger one similar to this.

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St malo, France, Brittany, street, watercolour, plein air

The ferry docked at St Malo and I was eager to paint there as my last visit was pretty much a washout due to rain. This was a bit of a monster of a scene

but I wanted to feel I was properly started. This is one of several streets stuffed with posh shops. Rather a lot to squeeze into 7in by 5in but great fun.

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St Malo, Brittany, France, watercolour, chapel, plein air

This is a little chapel we came across. The sun was only there for a moment so I had to try and keep it in my mind as I painted. I sketched the line of the

shadow on the building to the left of the chapel in the first few moments of drawing. Once you have that clue it is possible to work out what the rest of the

lighting would be. I couldn’t resist the car, people laugh at me for putting them in but they are a feature of our world and bring the picture up to date. You also

have to consider that in 40 years time that oh so modern car will look quaint! Easier to draw too than the horses and carriages that earlier painters were stuck

with. 7in by 5in again.

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St Martin De Re, brittany, france 2cv, watercolour, plein air

The next morning I bounced out of bed at dawn to do this quick sketch, then settled down and painted a truly execrable oil which I wiped off before going

to have my breakfast in a somewhat chastened state. To add insult to injury the next watercolour was a stinker too! 7in by 5in.

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St Martin de Re, brittany, France, watercolour, plein air

The next morning it was a relief to paint this which was fun to do. I spent the rest of the day wandering about to get the feel of the place. I did start a pen

drawing of a nearby street but a shop keeper placed a huge post card stand right at my feet so I had to abandon it! 9in by 7in in an old Whatman pad.

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St Martin de Re, brittany, France, watercolour, plein air

Next morning I settled to painting this larger picture. The close streets are quite hard to find subjects in I find and I didn’t want to do a straight architectural

study. Not a complete success but quite interesting. 14in by 10in.

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St Martin de Re, Brittany, france, plein air, watercolour.

The next victim was a more conventional view of the same scene. Done on the last of an old Whatman pad that must be 50 years old. 10in by 7in.

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Citadel, St Martin de Re, Brittany, France, watercolour, plein air

Before heading to the restaurant Graham Davies and I walked out to the old citadel now a prison that has this magnificent gate. It is easy to get caught up in the

architectural detail in a subject like this. If you are doing a study of the carving themselves this is fine, but in an impression you are trying for the effect of a

briefer look even a glance. In this case the detail must be indicated rather than defined which is in some ways harder but no more or less worthwhile in my

opinion. 7in by 5in.

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St Martin de Re, Brittany, France, oil painting, plein air

The first of the oils I can bear to post. It is a collection of parts that just doesn’t make a picture. There are passages I like but if it doesn’t coalesce into a

whole then they are worthless. Some of the problems are compositional a good figure or two would help focus the picture. I knew it wasn’t working and

started to pack up only to realise my camera had been stolen. Either filched from my bag or I might have carelessly left it on view after snapping possible figures.

Fortunately I had transferred most of my pictures to my ipad but I still lost a day. When things like this happen there is no point in letting them ruin the trip,

that would mean they had stolen more than just a few circuit boards and a bit of glass! 10in by 8in oils.

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La Flotte, Il de re, France, Brittany, watercolour, plein air

Nowhere sold cameras in St Martin so I had to go to outside La Flotte the next town along the coast where there was an industrial park that had a camera

shop. The walk along the coast was lovely but I was focussed on getting a new snapper. After a great deal of looking, asking and a fair few kilometeres

I succeeded and on my way back through la Flotte I very quickly painted this. It’s only a note really but such 10 minute scribbles are amazingly useful

if you come to do a studio version from a photo. When I got back and we had all eaten we did a nocturne of the harbour… the result seen next day was

interesting but probably not art! 5in by 7in.

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St Martin de Re, Brittany, France, Watercolour

This was done over a few days. The drawing was done on my way back from La Flotte. I then next day did most of the washes and finally

finished it off from memory in my room. It needs its tree shadows simplifying now I see  it on screen, but that is easy to do. 10in by 9in.

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St Martin de Re, harbour, france, boat, ship, oil painting

Another go at an oil. This was done over two days as well. I wrestled with the building tones, wiping out and repainting I forget how many times. The

composition is irredeemably lopsided a ship on the left might help I suppose. Once home I toned down the blues a little as they were a bit “tubey”.

Again some nice enough bits but no cigar. I never really finished the boats but probably won’t bother now. 14in by 10in.

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St Martin de Re, Brittany, France, oil painting, plein air

I decided to give myself a bit more of a chance and do an oil of a subject I had already done in watercolour. It mostly went well, certainly

an improvement on previous oils. I am still struggling with the building tones especially the lit ones. This will be OK I think with a bit of cropping

an inch off the bottom and the right will improve the picture I feel. 10in by 12in oils.

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Nocturne, St Martin de Re, Brittany, France, oil painting, Harbour

It was nocturnes again that evening. I had taken the precaution of removing the more dangerous colours before starting. The light is only there for 10

minutes and thereafter it gets increasingly difficult to see either the subject, your palette or indeed the painting! A bit over the top on the Turquoise but

great fun as there were ten or so of us lined up on the harbour wall much to the amusement of passers by. 10in by 8in.

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St martin de Re, Brittany, France, watercolour, plein air

Very near to the first oil. Oh so much easier for me in watercolour. To a large degree confidence I realise but watercolour just catches the feeling of Light.

10in by 8in.

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St Martin de Re, brittany, watercolour, plein air

This is another of the great fortified gates into St Martin, the citadel is to the right. 7in by 5in. The last one from St Martin.

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Dinard, Brittany, France, watercolour

We had a few night in Dinard near St Malo to finish off our stay. The weather had broken and I did this quick painting of the wet streets in the evening.

A coach whipped along the narrow road and nearly removed my brolly and left arm so I finished this off back at the hotel! 7in by 5in.

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Dinard, waterclour, France, beach

Up soon after dawn again.The beach at Dinard, so posh that the beach huts have stone columns. So beautiful at that time of day. 10in by 8in.

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Beach, Dinard, France, oil painting, plein air.

After stuffing myself with coffee and croissants I went down of the beach. The tide had dropped and the reflections in the sand were lovely. The wind however

had gone in the opposite direction to the tide and was blowing at 40 knots! I had to hang on to everything and my paint rag is still there somewhere! I did much

better on this one. I had ideas about what I would do in the studio after but in the event I just left it as it was. 10in by 14in oils.

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Dinard, france watercolour, plein air

Later I walked over to the other side of the town with Mike Richardson. He painted the bay but I was taken by this odd scene. 7in by 5in.

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Dinard, brittany, France, watercolour, plein air

Dinard is strewn with mad gothic mansions all around the bay. I could not resist painting a few of them. I nearly got cut off by the tide doing this one.

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Dinard, france, watercolour, plein air

Last one another mansion against the fading light. A fantastic trip which I enjoyed hugely despite ups and downs. Such a pleasure to paint

in company and spurs you on to greater efforts. I must set to and get some studio work done before the memories fade.

May 30, 2013

100th Post… Hitting the Three Year Mark!

I can’t believe I have been writing this blog for three years. I hope it has been of interest or use to others. I have not done as many tutorial posts as I intended and posted more on philosophy as regards to painting than I might have expected. It is just when it comes down to it the thought and motivation that lies behind making a picture is as important as the actual smearing on of the paint! This is a discovery for me and a change of perspective that writing these tracts has brought about. It is also 3 years since I set about making painting original pictures the main focus of my day to day life. I am pleased and a little surprised I have mostly managed to stick to my original intention. I have produced  300 watercolours and 330 oils so 200 per year or 4 per week along with many hundreds of drawings. I have also squeezed in enough commercial work to pay the bills. I may have many faults but perhaps laziness is not amongst them!

I am also managing to sell pictures, indeed this year I am substantially in profit, a target I had vaguely expected to reach at about the five year mark. So a big thank you to all those who have bought a painting online as It is very brave to spend money on the basis of a screen image and I do hope that no one was disappointed by the actual painting!

In popularity by far the most popular posts are not about my pictures alas. Top of the list is the one on Spherical Perspective, and the next ones are my appreciation of other watercolourists down the ages. I must apologise here for the many typos and posts in need of editing, I intend to go back and do the thankless task of tidying, but the idea is not attractive… a bit like contemplating doing the hoovering when it is sunny outside and there are pictures to be painted!

I am more and more coming to the belief, especially having read many arguments of the “Yes it is!”, “No it isn’t!” variety that there is no quality in an object that confirms it can be called “Art”. We cannot define it, we cannot say with any confidence if an object has what it takes or not. This leads me to think the quality only exists in the cultural and individual mythic imagination. So a superstition then, not a real quality. I am guessing we like the idea that such clever mammals such as us can produce an object that has some mystical aspect. By our working we imbue an inert object with some soul, maybe some small part of our self is preserved from the coming dark. Magic and conjuration with the artist as prophet and witch doctor. Old idea I suppose, but we have always loved totems. Royalty, pop stars, celebrities, brands, masterpieces and magic swords, they all seem cut from the same cloth woven of wishes, dreams and disappointments.

I can argue that there is no actual art, only opinion as to what might be art. It is art only because we agree it is. Due to the fact we differ in point of view an object can be both art or not depending on who is having the opinion. There is no inherent property of an object that confers art status, therefore the property must come from elsewhere. IE from the opinions of those both alive and dead whose belief made it so. That opinion is also mutable, what was considered art is not necessarily art today and todays art may not be in the consensus of art tomorrow. So art is not the business of artists as it is not in their power to instil that imaginary property and beatify their own work. They may and do work at getting their work canonised, but that is called marketing and has nothing to do with the making of the thing.

So you cannot say if one thing is art or another not, as art is an imaginary mythic property. The same as the holiness of icons or the magic of a tarot pack. The bible is holy to a Christian, but the very same item physically unchanged is not holy to a Hindu.That a Warhol, a Leonardo or a Rothko is art depends upon faith. If you believe it is art then it is, but your opinion is no more right or wrong than someone who thinks the opposite. There are of course the Blessed Serota and the Sainted Saatchi who may with a wave beatify your effort, but such power is not granted to mere artists only to prophets. So photography or painting is both art and not art. It is your decision as the observer, not the photographer’s or painter’s.

There is only craft. Whatever the arena, be it photography or painting. Whether the result of that craft comes to have some totemic quality for an individual or a society or not is as far as I can see completely irrelevant to the crafts person. The carpenter merely makes a chair in a workshop, it is society that later says it is a “Chippendale” and thus imbued with some extra invisible quality due to the history of the place in which it was made. Leonardo painted a portrait as best he could, it is us who later created the masterpiece and icon in our imaginations. It is not Leonardo who placed his painting in a vast cathedral upon an altar of bullet proof glass to be worshipped.

In Bonhams and Sotheby’s we see them praying to the holy Warhol and the blessed Rothko. The rich give of their wealth in search of absolution as they always have. Indulgences, chantry chapels, immortality has a price. What a terrible trick was played on the collector and connoisseur when the words, “Less is more.” were uttered! If less is better surely nothing is best? Ah well, no matter, we have worshipped dafter things than a patch of canvas painted black.

For you as an individual painter or photographer or whatever none of this matters a fig. Learning a craft is a journey, it is important only in the changes it makes to you as an individual as you tread the path, not to the changes you make to some bit of primed cloth.

It is common now to think of the goal as celebrity or recognition. People say to me, “It must be wonderful to be able to paint like that.” I have heard the same thing and indeed thought it myself when I saw wonderful musicians playing. I know now however that the wonder is for the listener not the player. They think perhaps you see with other eyes, gazing past the ordinary to some deeper truth. It is not so however, my world is the same as that of any other, as far as I can know my eyes see what you see. If anything my efforts have been aimed at seeing less not more. You can expect no rewards for the mastering of a craft other than the occasional satisfaction of having done a job as well as you are able and the disappointment that it still fell short.

After that sermon, a few pictures.

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St Ives, Cornwall, Harbour, boats, watercolour, painting

I am trying to get more Cornish pictures painted before the memory fades. This is St Ives. Painted half from a plein air and half from a photo. It only looked

like this for about 10 min, but I do love the light you get after a rain shower when the sun comes through. 1/4 sheet Atches rough.

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Mousehole, cornwall, fishing boats, watercolour painting

This is a re working of the plein air oil I did of the same subject. Nicer as a watercolour but still a bit too pretty for me! It is Mousehole in Cornwall.

1/2 sheet Arches Rough.

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Leigh on Sea, fishing boat, watercolour, plein air , painting

A day out with the Wapping Group. I wish I had taken my oils as the light was very transient. With oils you have a chance of catching the light when it

suddenly comes through This is Leigh on Sea in Essex. With watercolour you can’t back track! 1/4 Sheet Arches not.

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Leigh on sea, Essex, Fishing Boats, watercolour, plein air

Leigh on Sea again, again there were some wonderful moments of light, I tried to get some idea by doing a quick sketch as I painted this one. 1/4 sheet

Arches Not.

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Leigh on Sea, Essex, watercolour, plein air

A little 7in by 5in done in my Moleskin as the light changed.

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Richmond upon Thames, Surrey, watercolour, river, rain, plein air

Another Wednesday with the Wappers. This time in Richmond Upon Thames. It was determinedly wet and grey so I sat under a tree and did this little

10in by 8in on a bit of ancient Whatman paper.

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Richmond Upon Thames, watercolour, plein air, river, boat

The drizzle increased so I stuck to my Moleskin as anything bigger was impractical. The dappled texture in the trees is caused by the rain getting through!

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Richmond Upon Thames, River, Watercolour, plein air

Last one from Richmond, I was not going to paint another just take photos, but this scene took my eye and I couldn’t resist. I was glad to get to the pub

just before the tide cut it off! That’s it off to France so I hope the rain lets up!

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