Now that I have my camera rig set up, there’s a better work flow with doing the artwork and filming at the same time.
Now that I have my camera rig set up, there’s a better work flow with doing the artwork and filming at the same time.
One of my collectors likes the way I frame my paintings. So for each work of mine that he adds to his collection I also frame them before I send them to him.
Here’s a brief snapshot of the studio in its current state. This is where the action happens. It’s a small space, but I’ve optimised it.
After Rembrandt left the studio, I needed some one else to keep watch over things. So the Spanish painter to the court of King Phillip IV, Diego Velázquez (1599 – 1660) was it.
So Banksy does it again. One of his artworks shredded itself the moment it was sold on Auction at Sotheby’s.
I usually don’t get that attached to my paintings. I just sold my Rembrandt portrait. I must admit a certain amount of reluctance because, I enjoy having the old chap around the studio.
A cold mountain river cleaves its way between two massive mountains, etching its course into a deeper gorge with each passing aeon. For a brief moment in that expanse of time Peter Gric and I navigated our way along its twisting course.
This is my studio view at the moment. I’m out of the city for awhile at Peter Gric’s house in the country.
I did things a bit differently this time around. I marked out the drawing on the canvas in ink rather than pencil and I also blocked in some of the shadows to force me to concentrate on the values of the painting.
At the threshold, on the eve of, when life morphs into something else, do you stand and hesitate or do you dive headlong in, or will life push you?