One of my paintings I wish I hadn’t sold. They’re like my babies. I haven’t been able to paint for a while, but I hope I can do so soon.
I went to an amazing art school called Parsons for one year (couldn’t afford to continue), and it was basically art history, philosophy and live figure sketching (loved that) so I’m self taught - and not very well at that.
I paint from life, use (free to use - I’m militant about it - I don’t steal from others) reference photos, my own photos (but I’m a lousy photographer) and just make stuff up out of my head - those often end up being my best ones.
I’ve lost my hunger to create - I never thought it could happen. I’m trying to overcome it, a lot has happened but I need some way to make income. Funny. I know.
Anyway, this little silver grey kitten is Achilles. I miss him. I’m so pitiful. I felt bad getting money for my paintings, I felt like I was stealing, but people bought my work happily - it still ended up costing more to create, frame, ship and sell - than not. I hate the selling part of it. Nearly everything I’ve done has sold, so I must’ve been doing something right.
I’ll post another piece if this one shows up correctly. I didn’t know this forum was here! I love seeing everyone’s amazing artwork! I with this thread was more active, so I decided to add a new post hoping to wake it up.
My great grand dad. He was a bit of a tippler, and his wife sent him out for butter on this particular day, but he “somehow” found himself at the local pub, came home tipsy, bringing a little white kitten home in his pocket instead of butter. The painting is unfinished, but it seemed to tell me to stop - I no longer have photoshop, so the color is off… the blacks are richer, the edges crisper and it’s not so green. But this is the only image I have for now. No one knows how he got the kitten. He sure looks proud of himself.