So, since I’ve rekindled my relationship with my photo oil colors. I decided to add a new section to my Portfolio!
I learned about hand coloring photographs two summers ago, when I took a black and white photography course with Nancy Breslin. She also taught the alternative processes classes there, so in my short session, our final project (Straight and Bent) allowed us to experiment with different types of finishes on black and white photos (like Solarization and distorting images by enlarging them through plastic wrap or paper towels). Hand coloring was another option.
These scanned pretty badly, but they’re really not that grainy. Anyhoo, they are some of the first ones I’ve done since class, so, there’s always room to better myself.
Tuesday night, Kerri and I turned off the lights and created what was the closest I’ve been to a studio (outside of work) and began to experiment in painting pictures with light.
There were definitely some fun results:
I’m currently preparing for a collaboration with two friends.
Tracy Koronik – screenprinting/painting
Kerri O’Neill – photography
We are the best at what we do.
This week hasn’t been the most stable – emotionally. I can’t say why because I don’t know.
Stress? Lack of sleep? Seasonal Affective Disorder? You get the idea.
Anyway, I’ve been feeling restricted artistically. The portrait studio is a fun job, but it’s taking over my life.
If I hear the word ‘protocol’ one more time, I might scream.
I feel like I don’t have the time to sit down and make something anymore. If I do, I’m just too tired. It’s annoying because right now I’m feeling one of the greatest urges to do so in my life.
This past weekend’s trip to the American Visionary Art Museum inspired me. Even though I can’t draw well, I can still create something.
So, I’ve taken to drawing in an old sketch pad. I’m putting my feelings on paper in a way that isn’t sappy self-depricating poetry.
Those drawings should become paintings. For some reason, I really want to paint, even though I’ve never done it before. So, that’s what I’ll be doing with the watercolors my Oma provided me with.
I also want to incorporate words into what I’m doing. But I’m not sure how.
This is my project.
This is my therapy.
22W2009.
