I started painting the white background on the custom canvases-64 square feet (4-4 foot canvases). The brush I am using is 1″ and it is clear that I should have used a roller! This is an absolutely huge painting that gives a lot of time to think about things as you work on it. I like to keep tabs on what I think about when painting certain things. Painting is therapy and the huge white canvas(es) are waiting for the artist to spill their thoughts upon it.
Today I imagined the Old Masters and their thoughts while painting some of their best works. Also, I wondered how much background noises had to do with their thoughts. In the 1600’s there were probably bird sounds and carriages pulled by horses. The click-clack of their feet in motion may have kept a beat used to stroke the painting at a certain pace, or maybe the noises threw off the artist’ concentration when trying to do intricate work.
Did the artist paint in solitude or was there an audience watching? Imagination is a wonderful thing which can take a person into a different realm of existence. I could turn into someone else while painting, I could find myself hanging by strings like a puppet while I paint, I could go as far as my imagination would carry me, or that I let it. In the medical field, an experience like that would be termed psychosis. I once read that artist view life differently.
What I have noticed is that art and critical care or emergency nursing could complement one another but do not go well together. There are too many extenuating circumstances that get in the way. There are too many details that I see which overwhelms me so I try not to see anything beyond the issues at hand. If time slows down for some reason, it can be an asset, otherwise getting caught up in the details will often get you behind.
A good example is high blood pressure. A person may come to the emergency room for a completely different ailment. But as soon as the person walks in they may have a certain tone of color which changes from the neck up, a darker appearance to the skin. Although the blood pressure may be elevated, if it is not in the danger zone, it is not addressed as rigorously. The change in skin tone indicates a prolonged battle with high blood pressure sometimes known, sometimes not known.
Most people would not pick up on that subtle change but an artist can see it right away such as in the paleness of lips or especially the lower eyelid that reveals itself in anemia. It may prove useful for medical students to take classes in painting the human face and becoming aware of the natural colors of the skin when they are not related to diseases and when they are. Often times things are missed just because someone thinks it is a natural color.
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I was awake 24 hours trying to work and research the faces of the creatures connected to me since childhood. I dreamt of them for a long, long time but never understood why. Researching them and looking into their eyes, may help me to understand. During my research time, I unburied my colored pencils knowing I would need them for the eyes of the creatures. I sat sharpening hundreds of colored pencils getting them ready. It’s been too long since I used them and I missed them.
What I have come up with so far is that the six wings of each creature will have multicoloured eyes representing every race and nationality. There maybe eyes of every color of the rainbow-natural or not. To relieve wasting paint, I think I will mix colors into colors until I get to “mud” which is a term used when mud color results from many colors mixed together. It is a tragedy in painting unless you are looking for it. In this case I will need the browns.
I also went to look at feathers today. There are some magnificent feathers out there! I was draw to the peacock of course but the eyes at the ends will clash with the humanistic eyes I am striving to create. The fancy feathers also appealed to me, like the ones which sit on top of the head like a mohawk, but they would be difficult to place as they are meant to stand straight up. I will look on Ebay for feather sellers and see what is there.
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Worked a little on the pale horse and provided him with a coat of translucent green; a green wash-according to the Aramaic bible and the original translation from Jesus’ language. I was going to paint a skeleton rider since the his name is death but quickly found he need more research and pre-sketching. I put that section up for now.
I went back to the sky and highlighted it to match a little better in its transition from light to dark. I began work on the Locust over six years ago. It is difficult to work on them by hanging the canvas on the wall, I have to stand on a step stool and the detail of their faces is hard to focus on when your feet are not well grounded. I will have to take it down for that work.
Thinking about what was originally named The Woman and the Beast which is actually Babylon, I decided to rename that scene to Babylon. I had not thought much about this scene, had not really sketched it or measured it. I have decided to use a form of art I used to use quite often for the making of Babylon. I will have to work out some kinks.
I used to paint murals on the walls in apartments I lived in. I spent a lot of time and money on those really beautiful works of art, then I would move and leave them behind. The last few I painted took up the entire largest wall in the living rooms. I had mastered them so that it had the illusion that you could walk into it. Most were cities-big sparkling cities.
The windows were made from rhinestone which sparkled day and night. They really added a lot to just sitting in the room. I had found myself in the middle of watching television, starring into the city instead. The most attractive rhinestone were the rich, dark colors of Emerald, Red, and the rich, dark golds. Sometimes the corners of the rooms would transition to forest and work around the room.
Once the forest were done, I would place real trees in big, colorful pots in strategic places to make you feel as though you were sitting in a rainforest looking at the city in the distance. That kind of art is good for the soul and leaves the imagination free. If I had every gotten settled, I planned to have Macaws for my forest. I fancied the Green Wing and Hyacinth.
That is the one thing about art. If you dream it, you can create it. I dreamt of a fantasy place that does not exist (as far as I know), and I created it as I envisioned it. Art is wonderful for just that purpose. Once I lived where the steps going upstairs were suspended on poles and through the steps I painted a huge, colorful, cartoon snake with big, playful eyes…he was great.
There are 3 murals on the walls of a critical care unit that I painted with nature sounds piped in. That is a nice effect! I painted them 7-8 years ago and now and then I call to see if they are still there. It would be interesting to see how many people felt that those murals inspired their health and wellness in any way. I once wanted to travel all over painting “healing” murals. Maybe someday…
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