Watercolors are fun! I have really embarked on a visual art journey that I believe could be quite advantageous for my creative exorcising. Here is a short roster de la praise of why I am enjoying the watercolor painting (also, I should mention, I have extremely high quality French water color paper that is a delight to paint on):
My most sacred and beloved friend Jason Allen had a birthday on May 5th. We have been best of friends for many years.
For decades, Jason has asked me to make a painting for him, and I said- maybe one day or maybe not. Nevertheless, of all my art, I have only given a handful of pieces away- those pieces were given away when I was in late high school, and early college. After over 16 years of trying to figure out what I could "move" (I strangely feel that I own all my painting, regardless of its home or display area) to Jason's ownership, or custodianship, these things combined with his appreciation for the energetic and the colorful experimental artistic energy (insofar as our relationship goes); I marinated, and decided that instead of my heavy acrylic and oil paintings, that sometimes take years for me to finish, I chose the capricious elements of watercolor painting to share with him. Damnit, what a wretched grammatical shit-show, syntax de la gobbledygook. **Basically what I am saying, is: Jason is special, he get's to have my paintings. My painting is actually personally for myself, and all about what is mixing up and churning like the buttermilk in my brain. Unfortunately, none of my other friends get to have paintings. My beloved precious mother has asked for me to make her a painting since I was a tot, alas, she is without one. Thomas Kinkade though- that master of ye olde classics; a print of his should suffice while you wait for me to get my red sables out and make a treat for you***
Most of all my "art" (that could be a generous description) or paintings particularly, are for my own selfish entertainment, and decorate my own home. I suppose I am too cheap to buy art that isn't original, and too destitute to afford many other's original art. Ah! The plight of the artist's life! Actually- I really enjoy controlling color- so painting has been a fun outlet or hobby for me.
Recently (2022) I started "getting into" watercolor paintings. So, I have come up with five of them, and I gave them all to Jason for his birthday. There may have been six- who knows. I threw in one of Poulenc that I painted with my right hand; I'm left-handed. I may have forgotten to document that one- whooooooopsy...
These paintings I have envisioned are either documents, that should be bound in a large binding book, of rarest leather from an endangered species, that is hopefully expensive, white rhinoceros leather, with extinct Dodo bird beak fragments, and of course, pink pleather. Either that, or a frame- this of course is all to the discretion of Mr. Allen, the gentleman that now is the custodian of these works. Luckily for me, he seems to like/appreciate my art.
I really like watercolor painting, I think that I'd like to try my hand at perhaps selling some of them- if I can round up some customers.
Thought I'd take a quick note of this- Jason owns The Carriage- THE premiere Wine Shoppe of Alabama (Florence, Sheffield, Dauphin Island); he is the master bon vivant. www.carriagewine.com/
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