Color Cat Studios: artist’s studio

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Wednesday, March 25, 2020

An Artist Has Needs Too!

Wow! You have no idea how happy I am that I found gloves!!! Trust me, artists need gloves for safety too. Stay healthy, friends. #covid #quarantine

Monday, August 12, 2019

Studio Space of a Creative

Wow. What a difference five years makes! My studio before it went into heavy use and now.

What can I say but that I know where everything in this studio resides? Do you know where everything is in your office or workspace?

You would notice the totally goofy charcoal of a rebellious cat; we had to force feed him for some time and that’s where this came from, haha! The beardy dude in black and white on canvas is our oldest son. He and I used to enjoy trying on stupid glasses at places like Walmart and making silly faces at each other. :). You’re going to have to ask about the bowling pins.

Wednesday, February 27, 2019

In the Art Studio

This was a good portion of today’s work. After a lot of sketching I finally laid out my new painting, this time on cradled wood, not canvas. Once I sketched in the entire plan it was time to choose paints. Test, mix, compare, eliminate. Once done with all this, I make careful notes for posterity as to exact type of paint and medium.

I wish I could show you more but don’t as a rule when I’m working on a commission. You’ll see the painting itself soon!

Turkish tour

Another look at those natural color-sources. I asked about cochineal, because you couldn't just have that on a shelf, and yes, their deep reds are cochineal. It's a South American insect that is a parasite to the prickly pear. Owners deposit them into their fields, and blow them off and collect them once they're big. Then they crush their fat, bloody bodies for a nice, natural, red dye. I'm so happy to report that the rug we purchased has cochineal in it. I'm also happy to report that it's likely in your lipstick and blush, ladies, and if you drink cherry coke - it's in there, too! :)

'My' Chair

At our theatre the other night we had an orchestra meeting after I taught my sets class. After about a half hour, someone pulled me out of the meeting for a few minutes. When I came back, everyone in the room was laughing and pointing to the nice, uh, black leather chair. I had paint on the back of my shirt, and it permanently smeared all over the leather! The last time I went in the office, I noticed that someone had taped up the sign you see here. One way to lay claim to something! Well, it's not the first time, let's see, there's my driveway with many colors of paint, our carpet with Peter Pan green footprints, my car with yellow paint on the seat, my gloves, half of my clothes. It seems like everyone likes my painted clothes, kind of like already-broken-in-jeans. Maybe I should start a clothing line!