Finding My Sight. Finding My Voice.

I have been on a roll of late. The week I spent in Los Angeles was one of my favourite weeks ever. I needed it. I wanted it. Being with some of my closest friends is fuel for my heart and my soul. They are some of the best people I know. Because of them, Los Angeles has become a second home to me.

And yet.

I was happy to be back in The Bay Area. As much as I like being with others, I also very much like to be alone. And by alone, I really mean with my dog Taylor. I like to be alone to my music. I like to be alone with my journal. I like to be alone with my brushes, my paints and my canvases. And this is what I wanted when I came back.

I’ve been on a roll, committing to my canvases. Sometimes I close my eyes when I paint, trusting my hand and my brush to do what my mind and my heart want it to do, colours appearing out of nowhere because I willed it so. It’s a wonderfully satisfying feeling. When I do open my eyes, to my left I can always look outside from where my easel stands to my balcony to the view of stunning Sausalito, and then turn my focus back upon my easel, drawing inspiration from what I just saw.

Here’s what I’ve done the last week. I’m starting to find my sight painting on canvas as I have found my voice writing on paper.


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Spent hours on this, which is oil painting on gesso panel on a masonite board.
Spent hours on this, which is oil painting on gesso panel on a masonite board.
One of my three favourite pieces, this was done over the course of the entire week, spending about an hour at least (and a couple hours on the last day), adding layer upon layer of colour. The picture at the top of this post splits the screen into three, each part a stage of the painting before it was finished.
One of my three favourite pieces, this was done over the course of the entire week, spending about an hour at least (and a couple hours on the last day), adding layer upon layer of colour. The picture at the top of this post splits the screen into three, each part a stage of the painting before it was finished.
This was inspired by the view outside my balcony, looking out over the bay, just selecting parts of my view that I wanted to include in this oil painting. We haven't had rains in a long time. And two days of grey really did a lot for our plants; and did a lot to inspire me with different colours - more grey and muted - than I normally do.
This was inspired by the view outside my balcony, looking out over the bay, just selecting parts of my view that I wanted to include in this oil painting. We haven’t had rains in a long time. And two days of grey really did a lot for our plants; and did a lot to inspire me with different colours – more grey and muted – than I normally do.
I always see mountains and lakes in my head when I close my eyes.
I always see mountains and lakes in my head when I close my eyes.
Experimenting with palette knives and dropping gobs of paint onto the canvas.
Experimenting with palette knives and dropping gobs of paint onto the canvas.
Experimenting with palette knives and dropping gobs of paint onto the canvas.
Experimenting with palette knives and dropping gobs of paint onto the canvas.
This is inspired by both my love of the female form as well as my love for the Bay Area, especially her coastline. Depending upon how you look at this, you'll find a woman sitting on some water or you'll see a warped perspective of the same thing. This was actually completed right before I left for Los Angeles.
This is inspired by both my love of the female form as well as my love for the Bay Area, especially her coastline. Depending upon how you look at this, you’ll find a woman sitting on some water or you’ll see a warped perspective of the same thing. This was actually completed right before I left for Los Angeles.
One of the best times I've ever had alone with my dog Taylor was spending the day at Point Reyes. Before the sun went down, we spent a few hours sitting off to the side, where Taylor chomped on his bone, and I painted this scene.
One of the best times I’ve ever had alone with my dog Taylor was spending the day at Point Reyes. Before the sun went down, we spent a few hours sitting off to the side, where Taylor chomped on his bone, and I painted this scene.

 

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