Last night was my painting crit group; I came home feeling like I’d been run over by a truck, both because I find good critiques very difficult to do (it exhausts me to think so hard about other people’s work), and because I perhaps tried too hard to explain what I was trying for in my own paintings. This group is so good that I feel outclassed by their work. And so kind, I feel like they should be more critical. And I suspect I puzzle them by a) a certain timidity they feel in my painting and b) a certain bewilderment by my explanations of why I paint as I do. My paintings, as you, my faithful readers know, look fairly conventional. But I have larger ambitions — I just need to figure out how to paint them.
As if this were a new and startling thought for an artist <snort>
So here are some of my fellow artists, examining a painting by Helen Kroger:
“Oil on board” does not begin to explain the processes Helen uses, but to know about them, you’ll have to attend her yearly exhibition in 2011.
I haven’t processed any of the other images of the crit group’s paintings yet, so I’m finishing with one of those sights of the season that always give me a warm glow — flowers inside, wet leaves being charming, outside: