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July 1, 2013

The Fear of Green

Degas said, “What a horrible thing yellow is!” the same could be said by many people about green. Many artists avoid it altogether and go for a sort of khaki. If you look at the works of Edward Wesson and others you would think the colour didn’t exist! I am not saying that the pictures don’t look nice but when I go out into the English landscape I can’t help noticing a fair bit of stuff around that has a distinctly greenish tinge! Now I think of it the stuff is practically wall to wall…
So why are greens so very hard to paint? The fashion for just making all the trees beige like a sort of permanent dull autumn really comes from old pictures where the greens have faded to a dull olive. Many pigments they had, especially in watercolour, were fugitive so these pictures would have been considerably greener originally. There is a strangeness however in the way we see greens. For some reason we see green in nature as a bright colour. Maybe in ages past when we lived on dry savannahs being able to spot a bit of distant green was a lifesaving ability. For whatever reason our perception of green is not quite as for other colours.
I was recently painting in the graveyard at Cookham with fellow artist painting friends and I was attempting to explain this in my usual irritating manner. I could see by the glazed eyes that words were not really getting through so I went out into the scene and collected a mixed sample of the leaves we could see and laid them on the palette. The effect is quite startling everybody should try it! The real greens looked dull and brown next to the paint greens which looked positively lurid in comparison.
So how is an artist to deal with this conundrum? Well when painting en plein air a good lesson is collect those leaves put them on your palette and just try and mix the same colour! What you find is that natural greens are far more red than we expect. Our Emerald Green, Viridian etc are much too vibrant for a naturalistic representation of landscape. The trouble being that our eyes pump up the greens in any case so if you do that in your painted colours then the greens get so bright that they poke holes in the back of your retinas!
The temptation then is to do as I described above and mute them completely. Which is what many very good painters do. I find however that for me this looses a vital part of the subject. The result of very muted greens is very tasteful and harmonious and I might often take just that approach in a studio painting, but for plein air where I am trying to evoke what I see before me in paint in doesn’t really appeal. I will go into a few mixing tactics, but I’ll add them to some pictures below as that will be clearer.

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Essex, East End Paglesham, plein air, oil painting

This is East End Paglesham in Essex, very much of a backwater with decaying barges and all sorts of marine clutter beloved of the Wapping Group. I set

myself the task of getting two 20in by 12in panels painted to a finish. This meant I had to choose a not too complex subject and just focus on the basics.

Here we see a lot of warmed greens in action. If placed next to a straight from the tube colour any of these would look perhaps more brown than green.

Here I am using Terra Rosa for the warm addition which is a bit strong.

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East End Paglesham, Essex, Barge, OIl painting, Plein air

I just shifted a bit for the second one and the sun had come out. As you see the sun has increased the contrasts but I have barely increased the strength

of the green hues. I am using Alizarin to warm the viridian hues and adding some cobalt blue also.

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Dorset, waterclour

A wee 7in by 5in sketch of a very verdant bit of Dorset.

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Stour, Dorset, River, Watercolour.

Here we are on the Stour in Dorset. Plenty of greens to battle with here! I am taking exactly the same tactic and warming the greens but mostly using

Quinacridone Red as the mixer. I find it a very good red for the purpose in watercolour as it has very little yellow in it. 1/2 sheet, Arches Rough.

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

A brief respite from the greens. I blocked this in at Leigh on Sea but had to stop as the light was too brief. I finished it off from a snap I took as the sun

cut through the stormy clouds. 1/4 Sheet, Arches Rough.

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Dorset, church, oil painting

This is a tiny church by the river Tarrant in Dorset. I very much wanted an extremely quiet mood. It was a temptation to add a dash of bright across the

centre but I decided not. 12in by 10in.

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Grey Well, Surrey, watercolour

This is another small one of Greywell, I think in Surrey, but might be in Berkshire.

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Grey Well Mill, watercolour, plein air

Here is the Mill at Greywell, I did three of this. Almost too pretty but fun to paint. In my A4 sketch book but the last I will do in it as the paper is horrid

and deadens any wash.

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Grey Well, mill, oil painting, plein air

Here’s the second one a 10in by 8in. I was really working hard trying to keep the brightness of the greens in check.

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Grey Mill, Surrey, painting, plein air

Here it is in the rain! This was done in 15 min at the very end of the day. A better composition I think than the other two. 10in by 7in. Oils

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Wargrave, thames, Berkshire, oil painting, plein air

This is the Thames at Wargrave on a dull threatening day. Only about half an hour . As you can see in the overcast light the greens become browner still.

It is a very fine line between just right and moving the season on to Autumn! 10in by 7in Oils.

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Sonning, Thames, river, plein air

This is the bridge at Sonning, the board was wider than is shown here but looks better cropped. I have painted this bridge a few times with poor results.

This one is the best so far, but a very difficult subject in flat light. I did in enjoy doing the willow though… maybe a bit too much as it has taken over the

picture! 10in by 14in oils.

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Winchester, watercolour

I got the scale of the figures completely wrong here, hey are about double the size they should be! This is Winchester the day was beautiful and sunny.

Something ran up my trouser leg and bit me ‘orribly, yet another of the perils of plein air. 7in by 5in. Watercolour.

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Winchester, watercolour

Another duff one, again I ruined it with badly drawn people. It really is worth taking time to sketch the figures in a separate pad and then add them once

resolved. However here I just dived in and paid the price! Winchester again A4 watercolour.

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Winchester, wtercolour

A really tiny one of Winchester in my mini Moleskin. Only 5in across but great for catching the light in a quick 10 min.

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Winchester, watercolour

Another teeny one a bit to the right of the other, the left hand tree is in both.

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Winchester, watercolour

More of Winchester. The light was getting gorgeous as the day wore on. This was a delight to paint. 7in by 5in. Watercolour.

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Winchester, oil painting

At the very end of the day we set about doing a street scene as the light faded. A real rush done in no more than 30min. Oils 10i by 10in.

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Here is a feast of green, still dropping in red but a little less here to try and catch the brilliance of the day. Not far from Eton. 7in by 5in.

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Cookham, graveyard, plein air, oil painting

Here I painted in the under colours on a white board using glaze medium and no white.It was rather like doing a watercolour. A very nice way to lay in

and has the added advantage that the first layer is dry in minutes. This is the scene that prompted the green lecture! The bright greens were washed in

just with pure colour and were far brighter than they are here, which just goes to show what a scary colour green is. 10in by 10in oils.

My thanks to Steven and Anne Alexander who invited me to stay and paint in beautiful Surrey and surrounding regions!

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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