Here is one good reason why I like working with acrylic paints–they are forgiving. Especially when one idea seemed like a good one until a night’s sleep refocused my aesthetic and I wonder just who thought that color combo was a good idea. I am thankful that I get a second chance–with every single piece of artwork I do. I am never afraid to scrub out, gesso over, tear up, use for collage, cut up for use as mini paintings, or plain just get rid of bad painting. Sounds crazy to some of you but if you are an artist, I recommend you give this a try. You never know what you’ll find the second time around. Have a Happy Thanksgiving.
My season of being a Red Sox fan began in April, only a week or so after the Boston Bombing by terrorists. I was a bit apprehensive about going to the game but we were determined to not let horrible, emotionless, vile people change how we want to live our lives. We did nothing to deserve this act of war.
The fans seemed happy to be at the ballpark but the air was heavy with concern for what the future would bring after this horrendous event of terror on innocent people–and especially children– simply enjoying a beautiful spring day watching and cheering their friends and family at the end of the Boston Marathon route. Boston Strong images were everywhere at the Sox game and now seemed to be a precursor for what the season could bring.
The color scheme of this 12×6 piece torn from my sketchbook may seem melancholy–although I did not have this in mind when I drew it. I was exploring the design possibilities of the abstract lines and shapes distinctly found in Fenway. I have done others that have evening lighting and more intense color but I happen to like this reserved version. It is available at the Copley Society of Art on Newbury Street in Boston, MA. www.copleysociety.org