The mold-maker has cut up my sculpture "Lost and Scared", so that he can make the rubber mold...
Martin Dimitrov artist blog.
Two weeks from now I will be in Spain, on an adventure of a lifetime - thanks to the Donald and Kim Jurney Travelling Fellowship. I am pretty much ready with my planning, and I thought I would share the painting supplies that I will be carrying.
I hope to make a bunch of videos of my travels in Spain, and if you would like to follow along, please follow my youtube channel.
Here is the text to include with your paints in the checked bag. Thank you Melanie Thompson.
ARTISTS’ PIGMENT ENCLOSED The US Department of Transportation defines “flammable liquids” as those with a flash point 140 degrees F or below. Artist grade oil colors are based on vegetable oil with a flashpoint at or above 450 degrees F. THEY ARE NOT HAZARDOUS. If you need to confirm this, please contact TSA at 866-289-9673 or their Hazardous Materials Research Center at 800-467-4922. Take care when inspecting to prevent getting colors on clothing. THANK YOU for keeping us safe. To contact this traveler, dial (Your number here)
My wife and I adopted our dog Oggy about a year and a half ago. Since then, he has brought us so much love and happiness, that I cannot understand how we ever lived without him! Oggy is a sweet, loving and fun dog.
However, when we first adopted him, he was skinny and shaking like a leaf - scared of everything. The people from the shelter told us that, he was dumped on the street from a car, and the car just drove away.
I have been deeply touched by Oggy, and I felt so sorry for him when he was scared. I imagined him being lost and scurrying around on the streets after been abandoned. It is this image and this story, that I wanted to capture in my work. And while the work is inspired by Oggy, I did not want it to be a portrait of him, but rather a vehicle for expressing an emotion. Thus, I worked a lot from imagination - in creating the gesture of the pose, in exaggerating his undernourishment and more. Below is the finished clay, which will be cast in bronze (I have re-touched it a little after taking the pictures).
After some months of work, I finally took it to the mold-maker today. In future posts, I hope to share some of the process of getting the wax and bronze. It has been a very challenging and rewarding project - I really loved working next to my boy, studying him and observing him. Observing how he moves, how his anatomy is expressed, etc. A fun example below, is how I measured his paws by dipping them in coffee and pressing them on paper.
The timid and scared Oggy is now only a memory. He is currently confident and spoiled :) Here is one of my favorite videos of him playing with a sprinkler.
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This is the last painting that I completed in 2016. Working on it was challenging and inspiring (not to mention that it required burning a lot of candles).
The colors, that the candlelight created, were absolutely beautiful, and I enjoyed contemplating them for hours. I painted them from memory (after periods of observation), as well as by using small book-reading lights shining on my canvas. The book-reading lights were carefully blocked off with panels so as not to interfere with the candlelight (Even thought, I captured a bit of their bluish effect in the shadow areas in the painting, especially in the white cup and the shadow that it was casting).
The images above, show a couple of progress shots. A block-in with burned umber on the left, followed by a monochrome (values only) painting and a color study on the right.
Using string and nails at the appropriate vanishing points, I made sure to understand the perspective correctly.
I cannot begin to describe my excitement when I learned today that I have been selected as the recipient of the Donald and Kim Jurney Travelling Fellowship (http://jurneyfellowship.weebly.com)! It is an opportunity of a lifetime and a dream come true. I will travel to Spain for at least 2 months, paint daily and enjoy the work of all the amazing Spanish artists - Velazquez, Sorolla, Ramon Casas, Picasso, Antonio Lopez, and others.
I am very honored and humbled and I hope to make Donald and Kim Jurney proud. I am very thankful for the opportunity that they have created!
My painting "Times Past 1" was selected as a finalist in the International Artist Magazine competition and I was invited to write about my inspiration, design and working process. Here it is, thank you for reading:
There was a time, when objects had more dings and scratches, more character, and many memories associated with them. A simple cooking dish like an iron pot, was sometimes passed down from one generation to the next and seemed to carry the family history with it. It could spark memories of all the meals that grandma used to make in it, and the summers spent with her and grandpa at the seaside. But that old pot can can also help us see, how quickly our years go by and how irrecoverably gone are the days of our childhood. It is that sense of beauty and character of an old object, that inspired me to paint this work.
My Design strategy
I wanted to balance two primary objectives in this composition. First, I wanted to have a clear main character - the set of iron pots. As in painting a portrait, everything else was to be subordinated to my main character. To achieve this, I placed the pots prominently in the center and rendered them with the utmost precision. As the eye moves further away from the center of interest, it sees less contrast and less detailed (even unfinished) rendering. Second, I wanted the scene to appear more impromptu, more real - as if the owner of the house placed these objects there temporarily, and then left home never to return, leaving the viewer with a window through time. To achieve this subtle mood, I used diffused cool lighting (which created almost no shadows). Thus, the objects do not appear to be purposefully lit, but rather receive ambient light from elsewhere.
My Working Process
I do not use photographs in my work. Therefore, the initial drawing (with the required level of accuracy) was one of the more difficult and time-consuming steps. I used a Dürer’s Grid (a wooden frame with equally spaced vertical and horizontal strings), to help me get the overall proportions correctly. After noting the proportions, I developed a pencil drawing on paper. Next, I transferred the drawing to a canvas and created an underpainting with black, burned umber and white. After the underpainting was dry, I started painting in color. Some areas were painted in multiple layers, while others were left untouched after an initial block-in - always keeping with my main objectives and leaving out detail that did not contribute to them. Note, that my process varies in different paintings depending on my goals, as well as depending on time, light or other constraints (if painting outside).
I was privileged to be invited to the Sedona Plein Air Festival this year. It felt like the perfect vacation to me - a vacation, in which you spend 10 days in a beautiful place and you don't feel guilty that you are not painting (because you are painting all the time).
The festival arranged for a free accommodation to my family (my wife, my dog and myself), in a beautiful rustic house, with a yard for the dog and an unobstructed view to the most iconic rock in Sedona, Cathedral Rock. I would wake up before sunrise and take a hike with Oggy. We saw rabbits, deer and such a huge coyote that it might have been a wolf. I would look for a good painting spot during our morning walks, but I never really ended up going too far from the back yard to paint. All the great subject matter was right there in front of the house.
The festival also arranged for several plein-air paint outs and sales in beautiful locations. Take a look at this video of our paint out in Seven Canyons, and a lot more stuff on the SedonaArtsCenter Facebook page.
At the end of the week of painting, there were awards and a closing ceremony. My painting "Last Light on Cathedral Rock" won the image award of the show and will be featured in all of next year's advertising - billboards, magazines, etc.
Thank you Sedona Plein Air Festival, thank you to our hosts Caroline and Gary, and all the great people that we met there!
For this work, I experimented with 2 indirect lights to enhance color: a cool light bouncing off the ceiling, and a nearby warm light bouncing off the floor. The warm light contributed to the orange glow on the wood, as well as the subtle shadow on the fabric.
I have spent the last several months mostly focusing on still-life paintings. These works have allowed me to slow down and to really think through the design and the mood of the work that I want to create.
The painting "White Cup" above has been accepted in the juried show of International Guild of Realism Artists in Gallery 1261 in Denver, Colorado. I am looking forward to visiting Denver in August!
The fish was more experimental and a quicker study (painted over a couple of days). The apartment did smell very nicely during those couple of days.
The last painting that I completed in 2015 was of a grapefruit tree, on the west side of a quiet street in Tempe, not too far from my home. I painted the tree over what seemed like many days. But every day, when I arrived in front of the tree and looked up at its fruits, it brought a smile to my face - the grapefruits were so beautiful.
I painted in the afternoons, when the sun had turned behind the tree, and the fruits were away from direct sunlight. Even with the sun behind the tree, the colors were changing significantly throughout the afternoon. Thus, it was between 3:30pm and 4:30pm when I tried to make my most important color and tone decisions.
I find paintings of "white" things to be some of the most beautiful and fascinating. For instance, I admire, how something "white" could be painted with so much color, in the work of a master. Or how amazing it is, that such a mud-colored passage would look like snow when seen in relation to the rest of the colors in the painting. White things in paintings are beautiful.
The subject of this painting is the beauty of a simple white cup, colored by the morning light. Everything else in the painting is subordinate to this idea. To select the best composition to express my idea, I created a number of studies (see some of them below). For example, in one of the studies (top right), I have rendered the background cloth. Subsequently, I decided that the detail on the cloth competes for attention, and I decided to leave it out.
Below is a detail of the painting. I paid utmost attention to edges, such that even the hardest edge has some softness to it.
My appreciation for still-life paintings has evolved significantly over the last couple of years, thanks to past and present masters of this genre. Here I would like to share just a couple of my still-life influences.
I am so glad that my Horsenettle Berries I has found a new home! Thank you Gallery Russia for the sale.
I painted the two Hornettle Berries over multiple sessions at my "sunset spot" overlooking South Mountain. At one point (on two consecutive days) I had encounters with snakes (see the picture below). I could see why snakes like this place - it is packed with chipmunks burrowing holes in the ground. The snake in the picture simply glided into one of those holes (looking for dinner I assume).
Below are some "in-progress" images.
This painting was the product of a number of studies and a couple of failed attempts. The picture below (bottom left) shows a larger composition, which I started but quickly abandoned, since the flowers had changed too much on the following morning and I decided to paint smaller (Actually a lot of the flowers were trimmed by landscapers a couple of days into my work. Fortunately, some flowers were left behind, so that I could continue pursuing a painting.) The picture below (bottom right), shows a very similar composition to my final painting, which I attempted to complete on location over a couple of sessions. At the end, I was unhappy with my efforts outdoors and decided to take my memories and studies to the studio.
For the studio painting, I decided to pick an even earlier time of day - before sunrise and while the street lamps were still lit. This is when I found the colors most appealing. I went back out and created a couple of color studies of the sky and the flowers and that time. I also made a detailed drawing and combined these as my references for the final painting.
At the end, I was pleased with my painting. I also very much enjoyed my mornings, greeting the sunrise and the early joggers and neighbors walking their dogs.
It was such as pleasant experience painting the figs, because the tree smelled so good!!! I painted the figs in the early morning (just after sunrise), while they were still in shadow. The painting took me several trips to the location, and over time, the green figs turned purple and I was still working away.
After completing the first painting, I did another one (in a looser style) of the same fig tree.
I worked on the figs using a "sight-size" technique, placing my easel right next to the fruit and stepping back to compare.
This is my painting inspired by the poem "The Lady of Shalott", by Alfred Lord Tennyson. It is also my submission to the #thepoetryofplace challenge by Donald Journey. There are actually two version of this poem, one from 1832 and one from 1842. The verses that inspired my painting are:
A pale, pale corpse she floated by,
Deadcold between the houses high,
Dead into towered Camelot
Knight and burgher, lord and dame,
To the plankèd wharfage came:
Below the stern they read her name,
Under tower and balcony,
By garden-wall and gallery,
A gleaming shape she floated by,
Dead-pale between the houses high,
Silent into Camelot.
Out upon the wharfs they came,
Knight and burgher, lord and dame,
And around the prow they read her name,
The Lady of Shalott.
And below are some of the studies that I created along the way. I drove around the neighborhoods until I found a couple of different ivy-like plants growing on a wall, and made drawings of them. I used one of the plants, and it is slightly visible in the background. But before all of that, I did several drawing of a female face from imagination and tweaked it (making multiple versions on transfer paper). I then transferred my drawing to the board using charcoal and pencil.
I also spent a couple of hours painting the water of a fountain near my house, but I did not end up using those studies (not literally, but painting the water gave me a better feel for it when I created my own design).
Donald Journey (http://instagram.com/donaldjurney) inspired me with his idea to paint a landscape based on a poem. It is a beautiful idea, and a beautiful poem that Donald picked for his #thepoetryofplace Challenge. Here it is:
The sun that brief December day
Rose cheerless over hills of gray,
And, darkly circled, gave at noon
A sadder light than waning moon.
Slow tracing down the thickening sky
Its mute and ominous prophecy,
A portent seeming less than threat,
It sank from sight before it set.
Extract from: "Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl" by John Greenleaf Whittier
The poem brought me memories of winter landscapes from Bulgaria. I used these memories as a starting point, but I also wanted to stay faithful to the poem and depict the hills of gray and the cheerless, sad sun.
I started with a couple of thumbnail drawings in charcoal, to explore composition ideas. Next, I did a quick thumbnail study in oil. I was pleased with the small studies, so I started the painting. I painted on two versions of the painting in parallel. One of the two versions was looser and more experimental. It proved very valuable, since I was able to transfer some ideas from it to my primary painting.
Although I explored using some subtle color (on a thumbnail as well as on my second version of the painting), I decided to stay almost exclusively in grayscale. This is because, I felt that stripping down the color was more true to the emotion of the poem. Color simply did not fit into that painting.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! The cotton fields are in full bloom right now, and they are beautiful. However, if you would like to see them you have to hurry, because the machines have started picking up the cotton.
I started an 11" x 14" painting (planning to work on it for several days). Unfortunately, I was not able to complete the painting, because I did not realize how quickly the cotton plant would change. In just a couple of days what used to be a green bud, had turned into a big bowl of cotton. However, while working on my 11"x14" in the morning light, I was able to complete the 2 smaller paintings (see above) in the afternoons.
I also worked on another small painting, trying to capture an entire field of cotton (and not just the individual flowers). However, as I started that painting, the machines swooped in and collected the cotton from right under my nose.
While painting the cotton, a native-american man approached me and struck a conversation. From our conversation, I could gather that he had spent the majority of his life in prison. He was very appreciative and respectful of my work, but said that he lacked the patience to paint himself. It was a very memorable conversation, and I cherish those experiences.
A gentleman and his wife stopped by to see me paint. They were so kind to email me some photographs of myself painting. I included those in the gallery above. Thanks Matt.
Pretty soon early mornings will get really really cold and unpleasant for painting, so I am going to take advantage of this weather as much as I can. This morning, I was captivated by the delicate shape of the crescent moon.
And here is a beautiful poem by Friedrich Hölderlin. I came across this poem while watching YouTube lectures on philosophy. In it, the poet says: "Once I lived like the gods, and more is not needed" - arguing that in life, quality trumps quantity. Regardless of how much you agree, it is beautifully written.
"To the Parcae"
A single summer grant me, great powers, and
a single autumn for fully ripened song
that, sated with the sweetness of my
playing, my heart may more willingly die.
The soul that, living, did not attain its divine
right cannot repose in the nether world.
But once what I am bent on, what is
holy, my poetry, is accomplished:
Be welcome then, stillness of the shadows’ world!
I shall be satisfied though my lyre will not
accompany me down there. Once I
lived like the gods, and more is not needed.”
― Friedrich Hölderlin
My first attempt was a wipe-out. a bad start. For my second painting, the sun was already well behind the mountain, which gave me a somewhat larger of time to paint.
The weather is perfect now (only mosquitoes at my spot).
The weather could not be any better nowadays (especially in the mornings and evenings). So I am really enjoying coming back out to my sunset and sunrise spots (except that there still are a lot of mosquitoes at night)
And here are a couple of picture with my phone of my sunrise spot. How beautiful in that place for painting :)