My agent wanted a studio shot of me 'hard at work', and this is what he got... without the flash, of course. My photo, below, is a photo of a photo of a photo.
I was working on a job entitled 'Après la Fete'; a rather sad painting of a young lady pulling the petals from a daisy, and musing "He loves me, he loves me not". Also in the picture is a ginger cat that we predictably named Thomas. He visited us daily, slept for most of the day, then went off again. He knew he wasn't our cat, but that didn't bother him. Our cat-flap was an invitation to a pleasant day's relaxation.
Below is the finished job. Again with a nasty flash reflection from my having photographed a photo. Thomas is happily sleeping at her feet.
I loved that studio, but through family pressure (ahem), it later became a Sitting Room (and still is).
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An intriguing painting.
I am pleased to hear that family pressure made you tidy up your playroom in the end.
They were temporarily happy to restrict me from earning my living, but I soon found an alternative.
I notice that she is not wearing her mask correctly - or is it 5 o'clock shadow?
She's wearing it upside down, it was painted before we knew the correct method.
Sad to lose a studio, could you do the work in the sitting room? You will be still sitting while you paint.
I moved elsewhere! Too messy.
I like that Thomas has been immortalized. Do his owners have a clue?
They did eventually discover where he was spending his days. We had a good laugh about it.
I like the painting, especially the colors. Cats are funny creatures, aren't they? There are several neighborhood cats here whose owners seem to share custody with their neighbors. One in particular we see eating on one front porch in the morning, and the front porch across the street in the evening. We're still not sure which house is actually his home!
I like your painting ..... your figures always remind me of the characters in the Cirque du Soleil. XXXX
I like the fact that certain cats choose who to be with. I wouldn't feed someone else's cat; they might move in permanently.
That's a pretty good comparison. I might show my painting 'Juggling with Four' sometime. I'd need to ask the owner for a good photo.
Family pressure seems to have worked if you are still sitting comfortably.
History shows painting is a constant for you. You and your lovely work should have a gallery.
It was originally the sitting room, and is once again.
I have always avoided galleries, which is why I have an agent who sells my work privately. Galleries take too high a percentage; anywhere up to 50%.
Correction, Cro. 60 % upwards. Of course, they [the gallerists] do all the legwork, charm the potential buyers, provide the wall space and champagne.
Bonus point if l'artiste is on the premises at the actual opening. As unique selling points go you can't beat it.
U
A question, and not for the first time: Why do models - whether on the catwalk or in adverts, and painters always look so glum?
U
I was thinking you (Cro) could own your own gallery. A friend owns her gallery and she paints and creates bronze sculptures. Her private showings at the gallery are magnificent.
A house went on the market, and the neighbor was curious, so he checked out the realtor's page on it. There was a picture of his cat asleep on their sofa.
I like the inclusion of Thomas. I used to have a dog named Harper who would escape our yard sometimes during the evening so he could go to a neighbor to sit with him on his porch and listen to the radio.
Love,
Janie
Probably because they are! It's not the most glamorous job in the world, and they are very poorly paid.
I have done galleries, been there for the vernissage, etc. It was all that that put me off.
I like that, but what a way to find out where it was!
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