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A picture-plane massacre? How could that happen? This post from the past tells the tale of a painting to forget!
Things have been quiet around the seascapes laboratory lately, but I feel compelled to post the evidence of the recent massacre of the picture plane. Perhaps it was more of a mess-acre. Anyway, just for fun here are some happy snaps.
As you can see, especially if you click to zoom in, I was at a local kindergarten. Just a few days before an overseas trip and suffering from vertigo I followed through on my commitment to demonstrate what an artist “does”. It was also a good chance for me to try out my new travel kit.
Bending down to set it up made me giddy but that settled enough to allow me to work.
The picture-plane is actually the painter’s coal-face. It is a word which refers to the painting surface but in its abstract sense. It is on this plane that the magic happens. Or not. In this case it is a handy title, because my work that day wasn’t much of a painting.
In this photo you can get a glimpse of the playground equipment in the background. It fascinated me but also led me on a merry chase as you can see.
The kindergarten staff said they would like to keep the painting, much to my horror. It was one for the bin. But, they were kind people who appreciated my visit and I think they wanted to give me a boost!
The new outdoor kit
So moving right along, how did the “new” kit work?
As well as the wobbles I had that morning, the paintbox wobbled even more. Desperate to make it stable before our trip, I tried ropes between box and tripod. It was good enough to work with although not really stable. Unfortunately the box weighed a ton and for travel it needed a very big suitcase. A few issues for improvement took my mind off the picture-plane massacre!
That box is still in use in 2017. Still heavy, but now fitting on a stronger easel it is much more stable. I dream of a light, inexpensive paintbox. Dreams are a good start I find. And you?