In high school, I thought I was a brilliant artist and could do anything I wanted. When I started art college, it all changed. I was told to stick with crafting and that my work was no good. I was not an artist at all and was asked why I even tried. It is very discouraging for teachers to tell their students this kind of criticism. I was not prepared for that, so I dropped out of school and never returned.
Many decades later, someone saw my work and asked why I had quit. So, I have been dabbling here and there. One day, I will seriously paint again.
This painting could go along with Coldplay's song now! I had wanted a experiment around with color and space more. Again I found a photo in a magazine, thinking I could make this happen. I loved the monkey. I enjoyed the texture of the piece. Later, I incorporated the star design in another painting that turned out well too.
I saw this photo of this bird and my first thought was it was such a little smart-ass! A turn of the tail to anyone who tried to discourage him and make him feel bad. I just felt compelled to paint it. I did not include the background of the photo because I felt the bird should be the center of all attention.
I am not very creative with titles, I apologize. Sometimes it is what it is. It is a Heron. Chattahoochee's Technical College's school mascot, or used to be in the nineties. A very graceful bird, my mother had several bronze and brass herons around the house to spark an interest in painting one.
It looks dark, but that was not my intention. I was playing around with blues, I thought they held a certain slumbering feel. I gave the hair a reddish glow simply for contrast and to give her a living feel. Some think she's in an eternal slumber that we all must face one day. It is my only morbid piece.