I’ve been messing around with these pencil drawings. Adding inks, watercolour and white acrylic. But I miss the grease and ooze of oils. Painting on paper just feels weird.
Galleries
Flood 6.
Oil on panel, 11×11" approx.
Sketchbook page.
Edit: realised that 2H pencil is nearly invisible so here’s a digitally enhanced version
Flood 7. Oil on panel, 11×11" approx.
Figure drawings. (I tend to draw in nearly invisible 2H pencil, so I’ve upped the contrast in Photoshop.)
I have this strange urge to paper the walls of the studio with bodies. I picture the room teeming with figures, looming over the space, a bit like murals in some ancient tomb, except for some reason they’re all faceless and have no feet. I might be working on a potential installation that expresses something poignant about the human condition. Or I might just be drawing myself some company because I’m lonely.
…It can be both.
Graphite on paper, each approx 4ft tall.
Back. Oil on paper.
I’ve been trying to find a new way to deal with bodies. This was initially a lot smoother, more carefully rendered. Then I basically started torturing it with a palette knife and now up close it looks like the whole surface of the skin is bristling with static.
Detail from a figure study. (Oil on paper.)
Another detail from the same work-in-progress.
These are just the bits I like. The rest is a shambles.
Another detail from a piece I’m working on. (Oil on paper.)
Detail of a work-in-progress.
I am trying to paint my way out of a slump.