Places we shouldn’t have tried to go
As long as we have three wheels on the ground, we’re fine, she insisted. Below the Ridge, by Carol L. Douglas. If you’ve worked with me in the last few years, you know that I can no longer stand to paint. My back has given me fits since I had radiation twenty years ago. I’ve …
Why the details matter
Super-simplified paintings may intrigue at first, but do they have enough information to satisfy over time? Snow at higher elevations, by Carol L. Douglas Yesterday we let the software engineer out of his cage. He traveled down to Pecos National Historical Park with us. He could get a signal enabling him to work. Meanwhile, we …
There’s no law west of the Pecos
Suffering from over-the-next-hill-itis? Over the next hill it is, then. Snow along the Pecos River, by Carol L. Douglas. I’m in New Mexico with painter Jane Chapin. She’s prepping for surgery on her painting hand; I’m doing physical therapy for my back. Some people might think we ought to be in a retirement home. Instead, we’re …
How to sell your artwork
Think the world is going to beat a path to your door just because you’re brilliant? Think again. Blueberry barrens on Clary Hill, by Carol L. Douglas. Every residency and event is a bullet point for your resume, but more importantly, a chance to be noticed. “I read your recent post on business realism,” a …
Monday Morning Art School: saving a so-so painting
You like it, but there’s something just not exactly right. Or you’re not sure you like it at all. Miss La La at the Cirque Fernando, 1879, Edgar Degas National Gallery, London. How does pattern and repetition hold this painting together? Last week I went through a collection of paintings belonging to another artist. “Pull out …
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