Usually When I Fall Off A Ladder...

...some variant of "Man, that was stupid!" runs through my head. But this time it was "Hmmm, that is kind of a pretty view!" And in need of a subject for a series of studies to work out the different qualities of light in a day, I was sold on the subject.


The next day (because at this point I was covered head to toe in mud, shivering, and my shooting time was therefore over) I went out to catch the sunset.


Dirty work, shooting from a low angle perspective (also known as "worm's eye view") but the view is unique.


It is also a bit stressful, as the high tide shots required the camera to be just inches above several inches of camera killing water.


But I did what I do whenever I am in this type of situation, and reminded myself that my camera is worth about the same as my car, that I am therefore holding my car in my hands, so do not choose this moment to be a klutz. Even though being a klutz got me here, by falling off a ladder!

-jb.

Speaking of My 100th Landscape...

...maybe I should explain how I got to that number, or, how I title my paintings.


This was my first painting on canvas, in acrylics, completed when I was about 15. It was probably titled something silly like, "Valley in Vermont" or some other sad trope. But in college, my school was directly across from the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston, and I spent an inordinate amount of time within it's halls. One thing I noticed is that as soon as someone was drawn to a painting, the first thing they would do is read the label giving the title, artist name, and other details. While I did not know what went through the viewer's mind, sometimes this info would cause them to completely abandon a painting they were otherwise drawn to. Most landscapes were either named after the place, or the place was included in the information. I wondered if a person's preformed idea of a place would alter their relationship with a painting of that place.


So I wanted nothing at all to do with titles that would influence my viewers relationship with my paintings. Being a giant fan of 70's minimalism, I went with "untitled landscape #_" for my titles. But having to start somewhere with a number sequence, I retroactively gave the above painting the honor of "untitled landscape #1" as it was the my first truly successful (for reasons perhaps only known to me) landscape painting in oil.


But gallery owners HATE untitled series #_ and want real, pretty titles. To be dead honest, I kind of agree with them and acquiesced for the simple reason that keeping straight the difference between painting #37 and #38 on numbers alone, two months, let alone two years down the line, is a giant chore. But keeping the system already in place, I shortened "untitled landscape #" to simply "ul#" and added on a title in parenthesis. So the above image is "ul 25 (a tribute to Georgia O'Keefe)."


Most of the the time, the titles are not so specific, as once again, I care not to influence a viewer's idea of a painting with something as benign as a title. But it was the view from her front porch in Ghost Ranch, New Mexico, so in this case I made an exception. Besides, I've had a poster of one her paintings since I was like seven. It is the least I could do to repay the favor of her works' influence on me. Mostly painting titles come from songs I had running through my head at the time, like the one above "ul 50 (samson)."


Or, when they are a series or body of work, track names from the album I had playing in my studio at the time. Vainly, I hope one day to have a retrospective at a big museum. Then, instead of the audio tour with some narrator waxing philosophic about the lengths I went to create, the influences on my work, my intentions, etc. (for which you have this blog, my dear reader, minus the annoying voice over), you can take the other option, simply a soundtrack of each painting's song when you stand in front of it. For the one above, "ul 75 (the bagman's gambit)," you would be listening to The Decembrists in my pipe dream retrospective.


Which brings me to my latest painting, "ul 100 (carriers of the light)." The song is by Brendan James, and explains why he continues to sing. I thought it fitting, for not only having an infectious tune, it also could explain why I continue to paint. And hopefully this extremely long blog post also explains how much I think about you as the viewer, and thank you for viewing, and caring for and about, my paintings. Thanks, and on to 101!

-jb.

There's A Reason...

...that my 100th landscape painting is better than my first, and it might not be as simple as the fact that I painted 98 in between the two. It is the systems of creating the paintings that I am constantly developing and then refining that make each painting better (with some exceptions) than the last. My newest system is using a color grid of all the colors I use in each layer of each painting.



The colors on the right of this panel I'm holding up in front of my painting are from the first layer of paint. On the second layer (to the left), I not only get to tighten the detail, but by using comparison, get to refine the color to create atmosphere.



You might think the marsh is all one tone, but in reality the oranges and browns go from dark and deep in the foreground to light and faded in the distance. On the right of the color grid (first layer) the colors are broken into background, middleground, and foreground. In the second layer (left side), these three steps were split into five, to make the transition even more subtle. This use of shifting tones creates a natural perspective and adds atmosphere. Oh, and by the way, the top green colors were for the fading of the horizon line, while the bottom three colors were for the grass reflections in the water, and I only used the darkest of these in the foreground reflections.

-jb.

A Couple Of Detail Shots...

...from my recently completed painting.


Here is the sky going in.


The sky and horizon line complete, you can see the subtle curve of the earth.


Not the best shot, but here the water and reflections are going in, with the gradient curved to pull your eye back into the painting.


Water, reflections, and most marsh complete, the foreground grasses are ready to be painted.


Notice the darkening from back to front (for the next blog post) which builds perspective along with the sharp blades of individual grass standing up to define their space.


Finally, the grass is done and the second layer of paint complete!

-jb.

My 100th Landscape...

...is finished! And it only took me 14 years to get to this number! Irony aside, I think it is the untold hours in front an easel that I spend on each painting that make my paintings distinctly my paintings, so I care not that it has taken this long. Mainly because the best part is, I am still learning! And I put almost all of what I have learned into making this one:


-jb.

Sometimes Life Gets In The Way...

...of painting. Sometimes painting gets in the way of blogging. Then sometimes your camera phone dies and all of it becomes just that much harder. And sometimes are these times. But, as I pool through digital piles of various photos and try and remember where I left off, then figure out how to start again, all I can promise is my blogging will be back with a vengeance. Tomorrow...

-jb.

Drink Coffee, Stuff A Ballot Box...

...and overthrow a third world government. Just kidding! You will actually be helping my friend’s non-profit and a very underserved community of very bright kids. First you need a Starbucks card. You can get one for as little as $5.00 at any Starbucks (and then use if for purchases). Or you can "egift" one to yourself online. To do this, go to https://www.starbucks.com/shop/card/ and click on "egift" in the middle of the picture of the card and follow the instructions. Follow the instructions to open an account and register your card. Then, go to www.votegivegrow.com and sign in with your account info. When you log in, it brings you directly to your "local" page. On the map to the right of the page, at the top, it says "Change Region". If you click on that, you can enter a zip code, which will then bring you to your new chosen community, with voting enabled. Use the zip code is 85321. This will take you to the page on which you can vote for the International Sonoran Desert Alliance (ISDA). AND there's a button for getting a reminder about voting next week! So please, take a couple of minutes to help these people, because karma is a good thing...

- jb boyd

Big Things...

...are coming together in the panel making room. The Gray Bay panels are cut and sealed, needing only a coat of black paint on the cut edges, and the saw got it's final coat of oil ground and will be ready to go in a few days.


The oil ground is tinted with burnt sienna, which kills the obnoxious white and replaces it with a warm pink to build the paintings on.

- jb boyd

This Bucket Thinger...

...is coming up aces! And with the return of afternoon thunderstorms to the landscape, it makes for some pretty dramatic photographs.


Now the wisdom of hanging out on a ladder twenty feet above anything else for a good quarter of a mile while storm clouds gather overhead and lightning strikes in the distance could be questioned, so can the wisdom of most anything I do.


But if I get zapped, at least I was doing what I love, and had a great view to boot...

- jb boyd

This Blog Has...

...no picture. Mainly because I am one of those law abiding air travelers who actually waits for the all clear to turn on their electronic devices, and by then we were over the Pine Barrens. But next time you are flying, look at the color temperature of the ground lights. It is changing from the yellow of iridescent to the blue of compact fluorescent. The next generation will never know the yellow. Their offspring will fly through solely reflected light, because by then somebody will realize that circular globes only appease the gods, and waste the energy that should be lighting your footsteps. It all changes, which makes me pause in my defense of only painting under lights. But the main point, which I should return to (to make this an acceptable art blog post), is that art is making the visual of the now. Because it will change, and every moment is fleeting. So I choose paint, and more specifically choose the longevity of oil paint, because in 2020, 3030, or 4040 will anyone know what Betamax was, let alone Blue Ray?

And by the way, find you own art flying out of your hometown airport. The landscape of your childhood might be encompassed by a window frame, the limits of your adolescence may pass by in a trip to the restroom, and your future, well, may that be ever so lightly obscured by the clouds...

- jb boyd