tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62000187042570239882024-03-05T06:29:46.474+01:00CANVAS AND NOTEPADPainting and writing on the GirondeAlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.comBlogger58125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-68937448654777016102013-03-28T10:59:00.000+01:002013-03-28T10:59:10.787+01:00Candelabrum<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Rubens's Helene again. I took my time over this one. But she's still 16.</div>
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<b>AFTER LEONARDO, PORTRAIT OF BIANCA SFORZA</b></div>
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<strong>HERE IS A STORY, WHICH SOME FEW MAY KNOW, AND MANY MAY NOT:</strong></div>
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The acquirer of the original of this small painting, suspecting it to have been by Leonardo, turned sleuth. It was on vellum, a support never used by Leonardo, but a carbon test proved the vellum to be 15th century. Leonardo's works normally bear a thumb print; one was found here, but unfortunately too slight to be of use. It could have been anybody's thumb print, a forger's. The peculiar head dress claimed attention; a historian of Renaissance costume declared it to have been the fashion for a short time at the court of the Sforzas -- a time during which Leonardo was known to have worked there. The subject, then, would have been a young lady of importance, connected to the court. But who was she, and why would she have been considered a subject for Leonardo? The owner, in a process of elimination, after sifting through relevant drawings and paintings, settled on Bianca Sforza, illigitimate daughter of one of the Sforzas. She was young, beautiful, marriagiable. Noticing three small equidistantly spaced holes along the extreme lefthand edge of the vellum, the owner realized that this might have been a page taken from a book. That would explain the use of vellum. Further, that the book might have been a celebratory work, dedicated to Bianca, perhaps on the occasion of her marriage. So far, mere speculation; but now, the affair having been aired in scholarly circles, out of the blue came advice from a professor at an American university: 'Go to Warsaw, where there is just such a book.' This advice proved decisive: the book in the Warsaw archives was missing a page, the painting page matched the size of the book pages, the three holes coincided exactly with the strings of the binding. The book's contents showed it to have been a celebratory work for Bianca to mark her marriage.</div>
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History records that the marriage of the young Bianca Sforza took place, and -- sadly -- that she died not long afterwards, giving birth to her first child.</div>
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This is my first serious attempt to portray Rubens's second wife, Helen. Below is the original.</div>
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I haven't gone in for 'challenges' much recently, but I had fun doing this -- for Daily Paint Works http://www.dailypaintworks.com/. </div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-2452269124391635852012-04-08T18:28:00.000+02:002012-06-11T16:45:10.568+02:00Quick Sketch of Peter Paul Rubens's Painting of his Second Wife<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In 1630, four years after the death of his first wife, Rubens, aged 53, married the 16 year-old Helene Fourment. Helen inspired the voluptuous figures of later paintings.<br />
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Helene is a lady I am anxious to know -- in a manner of speaking; as I've begun a large painting of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Paul_Rubens">Rubens'</a> painting of her for the atelier I belong to in Bordeaux; which is serious and will take a long time. I've looked at her a lot, in order to go on seeing her when I'm away and can close my eyes -- the tilt of her small black hat, the transparency of the material covering her right shoulder, the glint of her jewellery, the colour of her skin and many-hued hair, those floating ostritch plumes, and the grey-green-blue background on ochre and orange underpainting, the relationship between one thing and another.<br />
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This was done quickly, without drawing, a matter of taking a deep breath and just plunging in. Good to do that occasionally. Rough work. An exercise. An approach. She might recognize herself -- but only just.</div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-30532485573610156192012-04-05T14:26:00.000+02:002012-04-05T14:26:52.943+02:00Parc des Batignolles, Paris, 1890s; after Ambrose Andre<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuk8Llq-7xUW4llE0jgd9booBsvmbTj-xybm7gaHllctNOpzXS12Ug5-aCWQJCoMKp9YMLjjoAMmtfjTBRbg6ajG7C5MPjwJg9CutTKdQTvGDyeJ04E_jBnYp9L6qtYEt0UPWZXyyLZvM/s1600/100_0653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuk8Llq-7xUW4llE0jgd9booBsvmbTj-xybm7gaHllctNOpzXS12Ug5-aCWQJCoMKp9YMLjjoAMmtfjTBRbg6ajG7C5MPjwJg9CutTKdQTvGDyeJ04E_jBnYp9L6qtYEt0UPWZXyyLZvM/s320/100_0653.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">After a painting by the late and not well known 19th century French artist, Ambrose Andre -- typically Impressionist, an innocent subject, joyful and sunlit and full of colour. I found this a challenge, partly because it is a much larger canvas than my usual. It was done for the Atelier Magie des Couleurs, Bordeaux. </div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-28000868876861424232012-03-25T17:00:00.000+02:002012-03-25T17:00:26.537+02:00After Willem Drost's Bathsheba with David's Letter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEietozw1E10x0524cPLmjlsATdmIq6_CeeMwVRxGCvfoblmKTpHR7FSYHeBNXktLS7BBtxYQZFNmlLoxOcMaILgaP7Il4HEzieoabJ0d_zI41hcYnC4HloInVPrsLJfG_fPN5xXMtlH6Qs/s1600/100_0652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEietozw1E10x0524cPLmjlsATdmIq6_CeeMwVRxGCvfoblmKTpHR7FSYHeBNXktLS7BBtxYQZFNmlLoxOcMaILgaP7Il4HEzieoabJ0d_zI41hcYnC4HloInVPrsLJfG_fPN5xXMtlH6Qs/s320/100_0652.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">'Odalisques' -- a favourite subject of Matisse. He left his collection of them to Picasso when he died. I enjoy Matisse's bold use of colour and asymmetrical compositions.</div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-45193937046907968132012-02-23T11:26:00.000+01:002012-02-23T11:26:04.895+01:00Flower Dance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0BwNN8gvAecb_LRPtjxtCRVsTdml3Zzboj9TgIa0saTNy5uZf5qEvJYOSQ5wxYD2U4vUAu6yOE0PhxvJCVa1taIqTPkYdYO0t5x10e_xto6VrNSHBbHDyihsj2eGp83YAzzmVRzanBD8/s1600/100_0604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0BwNN8gvAecb_LRPtjxtCRVsTdml3Zzboj9TgIa0saTNy5uZf5qEvJYOSQ5wxYD2U4vUAu6yOE0PhxvJCVa1taIqTPkYdYO0t5x10e_xto6VrNSHBbHDyihsj2eGp83YAzzmVRzanBD8/s320/100_0604.JPG" width="208" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is a copy of a painting by the early 20th century French artist, Jean Puy (1876 - 1960), which I just completed for an atelier in Bordeaux. Born in Lyon, Jean Puy moved to Paris and exhibited at the Salon d'Automne in 1905. A hostile critic gave the name 'Fauvists' ('the wild beasts') to the painters exhibiting, and the label 'Fauvism' stuck. Puy befriended and was influenced by Matisse, Derain, Marquet, but was never more than mildly 'Fauvist.' He loved life and painted in bold joyful colours. At times he used simplified forms and produced an effect of blithe naivety. </div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-49468312838965752502012-02-19T12:36:00.000+01:002012-02-19T12:36:35.868+01:00Copper Kettle, Apple and Chain<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK4CfRdi1CekHOVI0Uxn6uKpZfmMdRlZNKXYn8N2Y1UhgyI0wXcptno93gsjx_uC5XeHwad1kh4uxvD3tuDAq7Fh43RXMgBJkvZgsyc216wuqbWfjJahe1NFa00KvS8ayTEvxUfjdjGcI/s1600/2012-02-19+002+2012-02-19+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK4CfRdi1CekHOVI0Uxn6uKpZfmMdRlZNKXYn8N2Y1UhgyI0wXcptno93gsjx_uC5XeHwad1kh4uxvD3tuDAq7Fh43RXMgBJkvZgsyc216wuqbWfjJahe1NFa00KvS8ayTEvxUfjdjGcI/s400/2012-02-19+002+2012-02-19+002.JPG" width="336" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My contribution to the <a href="http://rookiepainter.blogspot.com/">Rookie Painters</a> February challenge. We were presented with a ravishing couple of photos to choose from -- objects sensitively selected and cunningly arranged to form a striking composition. An engrossing challenge, indeed. I found the reflections in the copper kettle and of course all those links in the chain, the most difficult.</div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-85528164291448694712012-02-03T10:32:00.001+01:002012-02-05T15:13:08.469+01:00Unicorn Cushion<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<div style="text-align: center;">Oil on Canvas Board 10.5 x 14 in (27 x 35 cm)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">This is a window looking in on the dwellers of the antique shop. They look out on a narrow, sloping street in the old Gotic quarter of Barcelona, a street down which the thirteen-year old Visigothic Christian girl, Eulalia, was rolled in a knife-studded barrel on the 12th February, 304; before submitting to crucifixion, breast amputation and, finally, decapitation -- the price exacted by the Emperor Diocletian, enraged at her steadfast refusal to renounce Christianity.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Or so goes the legend. Many statues and streets in the city are named after her.<br />
P.S. The original for last post's 'Backside'? -- an early work by Picasso, in the Picasso Museum, Barcelona.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Oil on Canvas Board 7 x 9.5 in (18 x 24 cm)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">The original, a postcard of which I used to paint this, is an early work by a famous 20th century artist. Hints; He was born in Spain but lived mostly elsewhere. He worked in tandem with Georges Braque for a time, then took another path. At one point in his career he obsessively collected African masks and figurines.</div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-29818541029717829832012-01-19T13:31:00.000+01:002012-01-19T13:31:11.148+01:00Kitchen Scene at the Cottage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIfN0sdv8Q90PekhyDsJ3Bs4O5QxEjDjL9MsOHAWAqrx6UJNXTzqzr7tY1xKQqaU6QNXXbWM8BAw8f-KDbtn8DowmuXvOnGgdfCiPq7XDXaPCtpxA2IFV-EmvF_yY2ERiINs-YaDw8sbc/s1600/2012-01-17+002+2012-01-17+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIfN0sdv8Q90PekhyDsJ3Bs4O5QxEjDjL9MsOHAWAqrx6UJNXTzqzr7tY1xKQqaU6QNXXbWM8BAw8f-KDbtn8DowmuXvOnGgdfCiPq7XDXaPCtpxA2IFV-EmvF_yY2ERiINs-YaDw8sbc/s320/2012-01-17+002+2012-01-17+018.JPG" width="245" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">A holiday scene, and a holiday from perspective.</div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-31398407514392057602012-01-08T17:41:00.001+01:002012-01-08T17:47:52.019+01:00Musing Miss<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixbJm5bRoNh-emyb-AGwUwLsKgC-IKx8IvVJo4IgtNEgbwnsS4QobOUQT79digVr5wYjIyw1JtCl9K9Oegs2_rVt8Zb2GPhz94gxJrr1QuSUbFcQAL5L3lgsgYbNfBs82nljMqM9o2q9U/s1600/100_0543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixbJm5bRoNh-emyb-AGwUwLsKgC-IKx8IvVJo4IgtNEgbwnsS4QobOUQT79digVr5wYjIyw1JtCl9K9Oegs2_rVt8Zb2GPhz94gxJrr1QuSUbFcQAL5L3lgsgYbNfBs82nljMqM9o2q9U/s320/100_0543.JPG" width="252" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">One works from photos these days, photos or the memories of photos, one's own and others'. Even with all the unemployment everywhere, the vocation of model is not in vogue; and the independent artist who is not famous is as likely to set eyes on one as on an albino snail, or even a hobgoblin. What is lost (besides a possibly pleasant relationship) in this dependence on a double two-dimensionality, I wonder? Or gained (apart from convenience, and less expense)?</div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-87757719172663585132011-12-31T16:50:00.000+01:002011-12-31T16:50:01.503+01:00Summer Lake Scenes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja5yExhPUMkYMa5G8SAdQWBwpNPiYr_NvLP4qdKbsSkvSy8zxpV1sQVDDndrKw8KKn3XabKQxgn6I4gvX6AQJU8NqqI4z3WtNE8wJNAU22UXKGEu61rLH9vZu6CsWknV9zN8iAnLaRszM/s1600/100_0544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="254" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja5yExhPUMkYMa5G8SAdQWBwpNPiYr_NvLP4qdKbsSkvSy8zxpV1sQVDDndrKw8KKn3XabKQxgn6I4gvX6AQJU8NqqI4z3WtNE8wJNAU22UXKGEu61rLH9vZu6CsWknV9zN8iAnLaRszM/s320/100_0544.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Oil on Canvas Boards 9.5 x 12 ins (24 x 30 cm); 5 x 7 in (13 x 18 cm)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Efforts to escape from strict representation of nature, without going abstract.</div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-69635783539968363812011-12-10T17:14:00.000+01:002011-12-10T17:14:38.763+01:00Reflections<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1g90vN83n5XEGhO5gV6KaZm1dCrukrPPhlHsifnMK5f4fvlcjJTJ6XxKinx-qWdTqwsj9Aq9_QmAoRwqsO9GL9OX5BffBq03B_hiQ_QbBIukOcbEu9Hf64JQvHStKqGV5alssC2y45Tg/s1600/Image+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1g90vN83n5XEGhO5gV6KaZm1dCrukrPPhlHsifnMK5f4fvlcjJTJ6XxKinx-qWdTqwsj9Aq9_QmAoRwqsO9GL9OX5BffBq03B_hiQ_QbBIukOcbEu9Hf64JQvHStKqGV5alssC2y45Tg/s320/Image+1.jpg" width="247" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">I've tried copying a portrait by the Spanish realist Raimundo de Madrazo y Garreta -- born in Rome 1841, died Versailles 1920. He lived most of his life in Paris. If Realism in literature -- French literature, at least (Zola, Maupassant, Flaubert) tends to depict the sordid, this is certainly not the case with de Madrazo. He painted pretty women in pretty clothes almost exclusively. His taste, if not his treatment of the subject, was Renoir-esque. If the notion of <i>kitsch </i>floats near his airy and blithe canvases, if you hear the beatings of its wings, try to match, or even approach, his facility, his technical near-perfection, and you may be left like me, one of his many admirers.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Oil on Canvas Board 8.5 x 10.5 (22 x 27cm)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Representational painting can be unsatisfying when everything in the background is just as clearly defined as the subject, say a bird, in the foreground. This little scene is an attempt at creating a realistic background -- i.e. one that's out of focus, or merely vague, in relation to the subject (which is the thing in focus, clear). I have gone over the background with a couple of layers of medium, each laced with a small amount of pigment -- hoping vague impressions of people and things would result, without being obliterated. An alternative way occurs to me in recalling Renoir's theatre balcony, a young girl in profile as subject, and distant rows of other spectators as background; where he has managed a marvellous effect of distance, and blur, merely by brushing main forms, and ignoring detail. What I've tried to do here is probably not a good solution at all, risking mud. But the other way is something I'll have to work on. Maybe a glass or two of wine before embarking, would be a good idea.</div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-7002286207481922332011-11-11T10:48:00.010+01:002011-11-11T10:53:03.474+01:00'Miss N.'<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSHq0mY2DY1pW0DvwK_j9_zscxi-v_NbIOgmeXTY9mN0h3YRiKtnK1oQk_1wMbw5z4M4fd4s8RnCWFeiqjiUByrOf_ywAZegRRSwchnGzpPm-5gTxNAi3oBtqAAw0730JwMxqkYKMsksc/s1600/100_0504.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSHq0mY2DY1pW0DvwK_j9_zscxi-v_NbIOgmeXTY9mN0h3YRiKtnK1oQk_1wMbw5z4M4fd4s8RnCWFeiqjiUByrOf_ywAZegRRSwchnGzpPm-5gTxNAi3oBtqAAw0730JwMxqkYKMsksc/s320/100_0504.jpg" width="236" /></a></div><br />
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Recently, I picked up a book of black and white, and sepia, photos created by a group of 'photo pictorialists' under the wing of the early 20th century American photographer Alfred Stieglitz. I quote from the editor's Introduction: 'The pictorialists believed that photography was not about the recording of documentary facts nor was it a vehicle for trying to recreate works of art, . . but was a means of creating a new purely photographic reality. . . . A wide variety of lenses negatives and manipulated techniques were used, including drawing etching, painting, and scratching both negatives and prints.' I have transgressed: by 'trying to recreate [from two or three of them] works of art.' Gertrude Kaserbier's 'Miss N' dates from 1903. Precocity, impudence, a world-weary indolence, shine languidly from that face. I have not caught anything much akin to the original expression. Using her as my model, dead though she has been these many years, I found challenge enough just translating the sepia shadows, highlights and half-lights, into colours. I spent a week in her enigmatic company. In this same collection are Clarence H. White's 'The Orchard' (1905) and Frank Eugene's 'Lady' (1910), my models for two of the paintings in last week's blog. The book, titled <i>Camera Work, </i>is published by Taschen.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> The Lady in the Three Musketeers Hat</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> Girls in an Orchard</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oil on Canvas Board, 10.50" x 14"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm back at painting, after a year spent writing. It's a joy. The gal in the outlandish hat is based on a Vuillard.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-63589780551641573422011-03-23T15:45:00.004+01:002011-03-29T08:45:40.878+02:00Coffee Pot<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3TKWbWWe7uVM3mhLIBhUwHbC-C6FNhO_4CwVAFgPzP8y7MKs8jj84OwzV65vmaLN4IXjKj_9vbA0QR-TvNEPuDoQDRMzIcNn7MeQv1Vv4xHyDdutzkbU7pBkvBplQT-fmT7yJW74l_D4/s320/100_0348.JPG" width="242" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oil on Canvas Sheet 7.5 x 10 ins (19 x 25 cm)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">This coffee pot, bought at a garage sale -- known picturesquely in France as a 'Vide Grenier' or attic-emptying -- expressly to by used as a model, proved a challenge, which may be obvious. I have not touched a paint brush or pallet knife for several months.<br />
This was painted for Carol Marine's <a href="http://www.dailypaintworks.com/">DPW challenge</a> .</div></div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-22444328463594587002011-03-22T15:23:00.000+01:002011-03-22T15:23:30.444+01:00Soundings<div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggqYsb_K-Je1VBj_eUoC0C1t0xao-b8pV_uUJbcyAqzFM-XjAvvNFDqCv3OiwkawKnOJzGlVlLhPBEOmhF9AAVA7xojBR2sa3T0bAvdIuyzH-xPjA4Fs6rasN5fsyj02MBPdcBntjIP2U/s1600/Sounds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggqYsb_K-Je1VBj_eUoC0C1t0xao-b8pV_uUJbcyAqzFM-XjAvvNFDqCv3OiwkawKnOJzGlVlLhPBEOmhF9AAVA7xojBR2sa3T0bAvdIuyzH-xPjA4Fs6rasN5fsyj02MBPdcBntjIP2U/s320/Sounds.jpg" width="222" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>SOUNDINGS: ISLAM, ISLAMISTS, AND US</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is a 24 page pamphlet, a compendium of facts and opinions bearing on the relationship of Western democratic values to those of Islam and Islamism. Readership restricted. </div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200018704257023988.post-35021502019406618542011-01-17T11:47:00.005+01:002011-03-22T15:27:01.281+01:00Dame Blanche<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzjch8mnyBY738sW5J0CXWZ8_4cfRA6053Lw0Yn6x1Sfqda43Bpn-AJRGiJDiFUGegReTpVnHuyZdEZRO0dGO1likF335polQtoGH3WGScxLowOYhyphenhyphenu2ijU9V6hZzzBuBzNQRAvC1C5Sw/s1600/100_0334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzjch8mnyBY738sW5J0CXWZ8_4cfRA6053Lw0Yn6x1Sfqda43Bpn-AJRGiJDiFUGegReTpVnHuyZdEZRO0dGO1likF335polQtoGH3WGScxLowOYhyphenhyphenu2ijU9V6hZzzBuBzNQRAvC1C5Sw/s320/100_0334.JPG" width="249" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oil on Canvas Board 14 x 10.75in (35 X 25cm)</div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> This is from a photo I took in Portugal. (The lady came walking along leisurely later -- as it were -- after I'd looked at the path and thought it needed an occupant.) <br />
The painting is for the January challenge of Alice Thompson's <a href="http://calypsomoonartistmovement.blogspot.com/">Calypso Moon Artist Movement</a>: </div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15768283231449871494noreply@blogger.com1