A Wonder Woman Uniform.

u·ni·form (yū'nə-fôrm')
n.
A distinctive outfit intended to identify those who wear it as members of a specific group.

When I painted acrylics I had aprons. Well, one apron and one paint smattered lab coat. Such beautiful beasts they were. In the summer I would paint naked, except for my aprons. Then when I moved onto watercolour...there was no need for them. Or at least no justifications. I didn't have goopy paint and I didn't need to wipe my brushes on myself, so I hung my aprons up. But...I missed them.

A few months later I decided I needed a uniform. I needed something to replace them. Something to define working time from non-working time.

Creator of NaNoWriMo and author of 'No Plot No Problem' feels the same about his writing. He has a viking helmet as his uniform! To my delight he states:
"For me, when I don my plastic Viking helmet, I know I've left the real world behind and am sailing off to the shores of my fictional Valhalla. The hat reminds me that I am Elsewhere, and I will be staying there until the ships reserves of Dr Pepper and Starburst run low."

(good book, you should check it out)


Anyway I was very excited to pick uniforms. About half a year ago I got some black fingerless fishnet gloves as my uniform. I love them! But then...

Well.
I was in the store and it was there.
And I wanted it.
And I had no jusitifications for it.
But I wanted it.
And I thought 'camping hat!'
And I wanted it.
And then I got it.
And then I wore it.
And then I KNEW.
I KNEW.
Painting hat!

And so here it is.
My new painting uniform.
It's Wonder Woman on my head in all her glory.
And the MoJo is amazing.



Beautiful, ain't it?
*grin*

Presentation Experimentation.

Huge grin.
Well!
Now that I know how to saw, glue, nail and fix boxes, it comes down to how I want to present my paintings.

1) Boxed frame covered with canvas.
2) Boxed frame covered with wood and painted with Absorbent Ground
3) Boxed frame covered with wood and spray painted.

The first two options would require painting directly onto my working surfaces. The last option would require painting onto paper, mounting work onto card and mounting card onto the box frame.

It's all very exciting.
Either tonight or tomorrow I will be experimenting with my new mediums.

In the meantime, here are the three boxes I made recently and painted with absorbent ground.




I can't wait to see how well it does (or doesn't) take watercolour.

Look At What I Can Do!

"No big deal" say all the artists.
"Looks pretty easy" say all the audience.
"SO DAMN COOL" Says I.

*grin*

Next paycheck we are making a workshop bench in my studio and a proper wall for my growing tools.

I am a Painter, Not a Pervert.

Actually, at the Wild Animal Safari I was absolutely transfixed with the family in front of me. There was a grandmother, two mothers (sisters) and their children. They all had the most *remarkable* noses. But more than that, they all had a very 'wet' look to them. Their eyes were so liquid and it looked like if you took a pin and pricked their lips a river would burst forward. I was fascinated that they all carried the same features *so* strongly, that you didn't even have to be introduced to figure out who was siblings with who and who was related where.
But I was especially *especially* fascinated with the little girl in front of me. She was glorious. The sun reflected out of her liquid eyes and watery skin like nothing I had ever seen before.
Of course we were on a tour bus and should have been looking at animals, but I spent every spare moment drinking this family in. I saw painting after painting. How perfect to paint such a liquid family in watercolours! When their heads were turned I took photos. *hangs head in shame* I kept trying to take the little girls portrait without any of the other family members noticing. I'm not sure I didn't get caught, actually.

Which leads me to my new favourite t-shirt that I have to create.

Reading simply, "I am a painter, not a pervert'.
I'm sure many would misconstrue it to mean that I'm justifying any future (or past) crass works. But I'm hoping secretly that anyone who finds my gaze lingering on them a little too long in public will take it as a written apology and smile.

Art FUNKY.

This is a Zonkey, yo. A cross between a Zebra and a Donkey. Picasso made this beast.

They also had Ligers! ROAR!

Muahahahaha.

Tip Tap.