You Say It's Easy, Just a Natural Thing

I know I already posted this photo on my other blog, but I still haven't painted it, and thats' what I want to talk about tonight. Last Winter I did some research on what kind of painting I wanted to make from it. Now I think I have that down, I need to work on the logistics of completing it.

I've decided to paint the dryers their original 70's alternating harvest gold and autmn rust colors, and then draw Coadster on white paper with black ink, all comic book style and adhere her to the painting.

To that end, my friend S. was nice enough to go on an ink and kick-ass Japanese paper buying expedition to Dick Blick this past Saturday. When Stinky was little, she mistakenly called it Dink Blink and then Dick Blink and I was hesitant to correct her because it was cute and wrong - an adorable combination coming from a four year old. I also didn't want to correct her when she called Jennifer Lopez, Jennifer Lezbo or pepperoni, peckeroni. Don't worry, by the time she went to kindergarten, I fixed it and she dropped her PG rating.

Where was I again? Oh yeah, at Dick Blick, my friend S. helped me figure out what kind of ink and brushes to use and then we went through drawers of paper that was more like fabric and she taught me that I should put my tongue on the paper to make sure it wasn't sticky. But then told me to lick my fingers and touch the paper with them. I'm still not sure if that was a real concern, or if she just thought it would be fun to watch me make an ass out of myself in public - again.

To help me figure out all the possiblities of working with ink, I cooked up a bunch of food and my friend S. and I went to my friend A.'s house on Saturday night. We ate and drank wine and played with ink and paper. I wish I had S. and A.'s drawings because they were a million times better than mine. These two were my experiments after much wine and a full belly.