Posts Tagged ‘painting’

Murders in Progress by Eldon Cene

May 17, 2013
Ralph couldn't get the head right.

Ralph couldn’t get the head right.

Opening Night Jitters

(Episode 50)

            Ralph Bunch still didn’t feel quite himself Thursday morning as he hung his show in the back room of the Campaign Café.  He’d tried calling the Everlee’s to see if they could postpone the unveiling of the prize Guernsey till next month, but Cynthia Everlee had pleaded with him to try and finish.  It was to be for George Everlee’s 50th birthday and people were driving from some distance to attend.  So under deadline, Ralph was still painting as it hung on the wall.  He’d been up all night and the past day, and drinking coffee mixed with a little Three Feathers Whiskey to keep him from getting too jangled.  And he had kept at it but couldn’t get the heifer’s head at all right – in fact, not even close to right, and in the flurry was smearing and dribbling paint.

It was a matter of likeness – the lowest of all aesthetic indicators to an artist Ralph felt, but one of the highest to a patron.  It kept looking like a squirrel!  Or maybe it just ‘felt’ like a squirrel.  Ralph didn’t know.  Whatever it was, Ralph just couldn’t hit it on the sweet spot where everything felt done and…  well, Guernsey-like!  ‘For Pete’s sake!’ Ralph swore at himself, ‘You ought to know a Guernsey.’

Ralph walked backwards with his eyes squinted.   Then he walked forwards with his eyes squinted, and then extra wide open, and then squinted again and made an adjustment – all the while nibbling nuts.  Which was the problem really, ‘he really didn’t feel like himself’.  He rarely nibbled nuts.

Painting this way felt like trying to drive a narrow,  twisting alley, while seated sideways in the driver’s seat.  ‘Damn!’ if he just couldn’t  feel with his brush, where that heifer was anymore.  He was losing – or had lost – his ability to feel Guernsey.

With this realization came an electric bolt of fear running from his bottommost shakra right up his backbone causing him to splatter even more paint.   Because losing the ability to think Guernsey in dairy country could be devastating.  He was going to starve and then to die – cold and alone, maybe even sober.  Every unsuccessful artist realizes this.   “If if must happen, then it will happen.”  That’s what the Realists all say.   But Ralph Bunch had tried his best, until now, to ignore all the signs.

He sucked down some more coffee, shut his eyes tight, then opened them.  He must have painted 500 Guernseys  in this life; he gripped the brush  tightly.  He could do one more!

Painting by Ralph Bunch

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Work, work, work… with Rita Andreeva

March 22, 2011

Spring Special!

Lucy the Cat

“Spring special: a portrait of your pet – only $25 you provide canvas or whatever you want me to paint on, $35 if I provide canvas. Now, mind you, I’m talking about reasonable size here, if you want an epic mural 8′ across I’d have to charge you $20 per foot”  – Rita

Painting by Rita!

From the Editor’s Perch

February 4, 2011

Art Walk Seattle

One of the reasons I put so much time and energy into creating this blog – besides the fun – is to find out why I put so much time and energy into this blog?  Last night I believe I got a little closer in my search when I stopped into the Union Gospel Mission Arts From the Streets exhibit, to have a look around.  Art is like gold; it’s where you find it.  And in that, I suppose it’s a little like God’s Grace; His thinking is not like ours.  Humans tend to demand all of the trappings of success and power before they will entertain a thought or suggestion.  Like the poor street musician in Joannie Mitchell’s song who was ignored because “they knew he had never been on their TV, and so they passed his music by”.  Art without the right look or connections, often doesn’t get the audience.  Perhaps this is why artists tend to get so political.  All of these small bits of free beauty continually say to them, that there is an entirely different way of looking at things; wake up!  It’s worth your support.

Anyway, it’s sort of a standard of this blog that as soon as it’s ‘successful’ – we don’t cover it.  The whole point is this idea of found beauty.  Once it’s available and ready for purchase – there’s all sorts of people out there pushing it.  They don’t need my energies. 

Joey Pollitt Had Some Interesting Things To Say

But.  Back to the latest nugget I found at the Union Gospel Mission: Joey Pollitt.  Here’s a photo of him, his work, plus about 3 minutes of conversation.

An Old Window Sash Makes Quite a Good Frame

    (About 3 minutes.)

Photos by Carl Nelson


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