Thursday, 21 April 2011

What's Your Style?


Life is what you make it... Look at the bird, now tilt your head to 2 o'clock and now it is a mammoth
Life is all about perspective
Acrylic On Canvas (c) Kate Lomax 2007 All Rights Reserved

How do you paint?  Sitting at your easel?  Or like me do you prefer to stand.  I unconsciously mimic Lord Nelson, I hold the paintbrush with my right hand,  and either hold the paint with my left or, more likely, tuck it behind me, either resting palm upturned on my upper hip, or tuck it in my back pocket.  One foot is flat on the floor, one is resting on the edge of my easel base, steadying it as I thud and dab away with my brush.

The  diagnosis in December of an aggressive arthritis  attacking primarily my knees has left me unable to stand for long periods at my beloved easel.    I tried sitting - sigh - okay, I can manage, but it is more a dutiful paint than passionate, and I SOooo like to paint passionately, with unbridled gusto, in the same way I enjoy a good meal.  I see the actual process and stance we take whilst engaging in the art as a  creative form within itself.   So here I was.  Creatively challenged - perish the thought. I decided to engage in a spot of baking while I explored my dilemma. The osteoarthritis has is also attacking my wrists and hands, so using floppy silicone cake 'tins'  the hour long baking sabbatical turned into an absolute nightmare, lol, so back to the easel.

 I could either sit and do some detail work on my long running canvas, a detailed study of Penelope of Odyssey fame, or draw, or doodle some watercolours or er, not as the case may be.  I gawked at my vacant easel through the french windows, moping, pining.  Then I got a grip, gave myself a good telling off and busied myself with the detail work.  

Penelope - Detail Work In Progress
Oil On Canvas
(c) Kate Lomax 2010 All Rights Reserved
Penelope is my take on The Odyssey/Penelopiad - several eyeballs short of completion..


I am somewhat jubilant however that I have been able to stand at my easel for managed spurts, and am gradually learning the art of patience and restraint. whilst adjusting my grip to accommodate the rather annoying Herbeden's nodes on my fingers. on the positive side of the coin, they could come in awfully useful for blending the paint on the canvas instead of wearing away my fingertips....

Antoinette's Attic - Standing Work In Progress
it is a little further on now ... don't want to spoil the surprise ;-)  Oil On Canvas
An interpretation of Antoinette's Plight. Wide Sargasso Sea /  Jane Eyre
(c) Kate Lomax 2010 All Rights Reserved

 The point being, that we all eventually adapt to our situations.

We all develop our style, not only in the finished works, but in the production of our artwork.   I love to stand.  I love to paint with my fingers.  I use my nails to scratch out twiggy bits on trees or fine facial details.    I have a drawer in one of my equipment chests labelled mark makers.  In here you will find an assortment of objects rescued from the bin, beach, supermarket packaging bin, make up bag ... they all make their own unique mark, just as we as individuals do.


Now and then, I meet people who eliminate themselves from physical art forms by building a suppressive box of rules and placing themselves in it.   


'I can't paint, I cant draw, I have no sense of perspective, I don't do colour well, I need training,  I am too old to learn to paint', are all perfectly valid reasons that individuals cite to justify their decision not  to paint.  Valid to the individual concerned that is. ....
  
Can you imagine what the creative Neanderthal went through?  While his cavemen mates were chasing a dinosaur for dinner, he was having to justify wanting to doodle on the wall with some charcoal from the fire.  A very brave man indeed who no doubt suppressed  his passion for a very long time before he chose to be driven by it!

Many years ago, in the early 90's, I had a dream which resulted in a trip to a little village, Selbourne, just outside of Alton.  Selbourne is a little known treasure trove of a place with many jewels to be discovered which I won't spoil  by listing them here - Oh I know! I am so darn mean - but you know, adventures of discovery are a fantastic way to spend a Sunday afternoon, and who am I to steal the discovery bit away from you!   


The Selbourne Gallery is just across the road from Gilbert White's House  - be sure to visit both! You can sit in Gilbert's garden with your sketchpad - very inspirational!



What helped me to  change my then excuse laden attitude to my art was stumbling across the gallery founded by Tom Yendell.  I had long been a chrimble card and calendar supporter of MFPA 
and had mentally noted Tom Yendell for his fabulous
use of colour.



I had no idea of the existence of a gallery at Selbourne, let alone one supported by the MFPA.  I was fortunate enough to meet Tom that day.  It changed my attitude to painting totally.  Apart from being a fantastic guy with an enormous personality, Tom's  paintings are legendary.   Tom  paints with his mouth and feet. I don't mind admitting I envy his skill enormously. 
 He  is such an incredible painter!

My point being, that if you want to paint, you will paint.  The desire to create will overcome  the obstacles and your reward will be a step ladder to escape from the box of excuses you made.

When I began studying literature three years ago, a cherished associate challenged me that my chosen subject matter would take me further away from my art.  When I tried to explain  that my thought was actually to get closer to my art by way of inspiration via literature, he advised me to be sure to paint every day, it is the only way.  


He was, and is of course right.  You must, even if you only draw a scribbly sketch, 




every day express.  Expression then becomes so natural and will extend into other areas of your life.  


You will become better at expressing yourself not only visually, but also verbally, communicating your visions, your ideas, and most importantly, your style with relative ease.

Continuum of style  is something you will settle with or not.  I am a definitely a not.  I need my working days to be varied and challenging  and my works reflect my nature.  If I was to stick to my favourites I would be painting Seascapes or Fur 'n' Feathers, day in day out, and loving it.   However, I work best under pressure.  My best performances have been at a moments notice, my best works commissioned one week before they are needed.  That is my working style.  My natural painterly style is somewhere between abstraction and surrealism.  An artist's style is eventually defined by what sells.  What is popular.  For example, mention Monet and I can almost guarantee that an image of water-lilies will jump into your head, mention Van Gogh and his name will induce most likely a sunflower or a dining chair.  What about the rest of their works? Did you ever bother to look? 

The truth is, most artists will try a variety of styles, painting how their mood or a forthcoming exhibition dictates.  The style defining moment is when a major sale occurs. Up until that point, the artist is likely to have experimented with many styles and genres, finding hopefully creating a niche they can call their own.


Beryl Cook




Popular artists such as Beryl Cook (1926 - 2008) are instantly recognisable by their signature styles. 

"I don't know how my pictures happen, they just do. They exist, but for the life of me I can't explain them"



Beryl's explanation of her work is probably the most honest explanation of style that I could have cited here.  It is a truth universal to many artists.

Popular belief would have us believe that most artists start with a plan.  Not quite true. Placing on the easel a blank canvas with maybe a loose idea of what they are going to express is probably about as complex a plan as you can expect. Most could at a push define their subject matter.  The exception being figurative artists, who mostly do map out their work most diligently.  

For me, I adore challenges.  I love spontaneity. I love improvisation.  I adore searching my inner being for answers, to me being forced to be resourceful is joy! I excel in such situations.  As an artist, that is my strength. 

Find your strength.  Search your soul for your trigger, it will quash every excuse not to paint you ever thought of.  When you have found the trigger find a quiet corner and a pencil or brush, and be quite smug in the knowledge that here lies your fodder.  Now you have found it you will never hunger again. Happy Easter!

the cakey, freshly slid out of the silicone 'tin'.

  (c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2011 All Rights Reserved

Thursday, 9 December 2010

Flight of fancy........



Blue Chicken in Pumpkin Space Hopper  2008
Acrylic On Canvas 20 x 20"
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2008 All Rights Reserved

This painting was inspired by a domestic disaster. Many years ago I bought a frozen chicken from a well known Supermarket, only to find it was covered in blue paint flakes, apparently
from faulty machinery!
For many years after, blue chicken jokes were a mandatory accompaniment
to any chicken dinner! Many years on, the blue chicken joke tellers have
moved on.  I miss them. The blue chicken painting is a memorial
to blue  chicken joke tellers everywhere.

There is something wildly therapeutic about painting a feather. On the one hand you need a delicate touch.  On the other, the stroke must be deliberately firm to create the shape and to layer the feathers, as they lay on a bird's flesh.  So you have to sorta hold the brush at a slight angle, to get the edge firmness and the lighter downy part of the feather with the slightly raised side of the bristles.

Charlie 2006
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2006
All Rights Reserved
It takes many years of patient technique development to be able to lay the feathers on systematically and almost automatically.  In a really detailed bird, such as Charlie (left) each feather is individually painted, and Charlie has about twelve layers. It took a while!  

The Rooster in Walk Through Green Lane (below),  has only about four or five layers, since he is smaller and therefore less detailed.

The same technique applied in the more relaxed style in Blue Chicken In Pumpkin Spacehopper featured above. He has quite a few layers.  Yes. I know his head is on back to front, and his crest is the wrong way round. It is part of his topsy turvy charm!

Walk Through Green Lane 2006
Acrylic on Canvas 24 x 18
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2006 All Rights Reserved


This painting depicts Green Lane at Hardway before they built a Naval Housing Estate on it!
They have since pulled that estate down, and built another, Priddy's Hard! I was raised in Priory Road, Hardway  and lived close by to my Grandparents in Fieldmore Road, and Aunt and Uncle in The Crossways.
Prior to the birth of my younger brother Bryan, my care was shared in the daytime by my Aunt and Uncle and my Grandparents.  As I child, Green Lane was my shortcut!  Can you imagine today? Gosh! It is so sad that our children have no freedom!
How I loved this walk, often picking Bluebells and Blackberries and stopping occasionally to fuss the horses in the adjoining fields.
This painting has been exhibited several times, and has been featured on the cover of 
Paint magazine.

Parrots are a joy to paint!  Oh how I love a parrot commission! I just love to look into their eyes and get to know them, their glint, their humour and their funny little moods. That is what I look to capture in any bird painting.  You know, the term 'bird brain' is sadly used as a derogatory comment.  Birds are actually amazingly intelligent, wise and spiritual creatures.  You have to work with nature to have nature work for you!

Any Dream Will Do - 2007
Acrylic On Canvas 80 x 100 cm
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2007 All Rights Reserved

 If you can dream it, then it can be.  Look at the bird in the picture  focus on it's head, now turn your head to ten o'clock, and it becomes a mammoth!
A little  demonstration of how we all see things differently!

Some other of my birdy paintings for you to enjoy!
Mac - Acrylic On Canvas - 1998
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 1998 All Rights Reserved

Mac has stayed with me, simply because I cannot bear to part with him., although I have over the years sold many prints of this painting.  This is 'my' parrot! Mac has a wife and baby depicted in a painting that hangs right next to him.  These paintings were my special treat for myself!

Blue Bird
Watercolour Sketch 2005
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2005 All Rights Reserved

Two for Tea
Watercolour Sketch On Paper 1998
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 1998 All Rights Reserved

Again, I chose to keep this sketch, a very popular print having won the hearts of many as a  Birthday Card.  It is so named, because I painted it in a extended tea break from other work!  It was a joy to just lay down the watercolours and watch them flow into place!

Toucan
Watercolour Sketch On Paper 1995
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 1995 All Rights Reserved

And I am sure you all know of a  chappie just like this one, - this is one of my sketches  that I do prior to committing my ideas to  oil and canvas.  Inspired by a visit to a bird sanctuary!


Wednesday, 8 December 2010

Swimmingly smitten............

For Sale
Breakfast Time
Oil On Canvas 24 x 30 cm
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2010 All Rights Reserved
I adore depicting water and fishes.  Almost as much as my love of painting feathers. In fact, if I was honest I would say they are both hot contenders for the canvasses in my heart! 

The key issue I guess is that  both forms represent freedom, something I am passionate about.

 My father was a keen fisherman, with a little boat, 'Spindrift', that he would take us out in, so I guess I got my sea legs pretty early on in life, developing a love an respect for the ocean that has stayed with me throughout my life.


  As the daughter and sister of keen fishermen, I  would spend almost every weekend parked with my Mother in a  huddle on Chesil Beach at Weymouth, she with her knitting, me with my books, whiling away the day waiting for the magic twang of the rod! Then would come the excited squeals of the boys as the catch was reeled in! - gosh, how I felt for those fish!

In my heart I would be shooing them away, it was like a game.  If they swam fast enough then they were free to roam the ocean. If they didn't they were destined to become supper.  So fish and their response to food has always been a fascination to me. Fish are very cunning, and will individually approach food cautiously. In a shoal however, mass hysteria takes over and it is every fish for himself, much to the joy and good fortune of the fisherman! 


I have always been lucky enough to live just a stone's throw from the ocean, - 400 yards where I am now, and in my childhood probably about 50 feet - as a consequence I have studied the sea almost daily and like to think that, over the years,  I have gotten to know the moods of the ocean quite well.  

Birds on the other hand ... well that is another story entirely.  My Grandfather kept aviaries of Budgerigars and Canaries.  They sang and sang as I wandered in his beautiful rose garden, which was adjacent to the aviaries. Between the birdsong and the fragrant flowers, I would become soothed, calm and restful.  How I loved this wonderfully nurturing environment.  When I married I too was fortunate enough to have a garden large enough to house not just a pond, but an aviary or two, and bred Budgerigars and Cockatiels.  Eventually teaching them to talk, sing and whistle popular tunes. The neighbours were not impressed at 4 am when the birds would start their tuneful dawn chorus! Thank goodness Goddy was kind enough to put us next door to a fellow bird breeder!  Strength in numbers - particularly when you are pacifying the rest of the neighbourhood!!

So there you have it, two of my greatest painterly loves and how they came to be! 
I am also delighted to share with you some other works that also embrace nature and her kingdom.

The Gateway
2007
Acrylic Ink On Canvas 16 x 16"
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2007 All Rights Reserved
This is a gateway that opens on to the delightful little river that runs through Winchester. Painted in
2008, I of course added the Koi who are magical and only appear on days without a D in.
The gateways along this river are reputed to have been used
by smugglers in bygone years when going abroad for the Christmas wine
involved smugglers and pirates, and was a tad more exciting than a booze cruise or jaunt on  Eurostar!


A Mouse in Her House
2006
Acrylic On Canvas 20 x 50 cm
Private Collection
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2006 All Rights Reserved
Look at her!  I had a little field mouse that used to visit and curl up in empty plant pots.  Eventually,
she found her way into the the big plastic rubbish chest, and eventually became quite tame, emerging
if I arrived with fresh fruit peelings or peanut butter crackers. She lived there quite happily
for several years, and one day she was gone. I guess she found a proper house - and doesn't she look quite the lady!

The Hunter
2010
Oil On Canvas 24 x 30 cm
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2010 All Rights Reserved
This was painted in the early summer of this year, after watching one of the baby frogs in my pond
stalk some old rotting plant debris protruding out of the water.
It was fascinating to watch such a youngster follow his natural instinct to
investigate the potential supper! 

Watching The Tide Roll In
2008/9
Oil On Canvas 16 x 16"
Private Collection - London
(c) Copyright Kate Lomax 2008 All Rights Reserved
Sitting on the beach at Hill Head, I often watch the tide movements, maybe while
reading a book or painting.
The stretch of water known as the Solent, stretches from Southampton to the
West to Portsmouth & Chichester in the East, and is essentially the bit of water between
the Isle Of Wight and the mainland.  The movement of the water is
very erratic, with waves rolling in from the east side of the island
and the western side.  Therefore as you sit and watch, the water laps the beach
from all directions, giving every tide's seascape complete uniqueness.  This is what
I sought to capture on this canvas.


Tuesday, 7 December 2010

Hmmm.... New to this Bloggy thing.......... bear with me folks

Charlie
2006
Private Collection - Hill Head Fareham

Hmmm, new to this bloggy thing..... seems to me best to gradually upload past works, and then keep up to date with new works as and when.  I am not good with adminny things that wrench me away from my easel, so I am going to figure how to make this an enjoyable experience and fun!  On the upside, I love client contact, and thrive in a social environment when I am not painting, so I shall see this as my interaction page, where you and I meet in an exchange of lovely energy!

 When I am painting, like most of my arty paIs, I am a hardened cave dweller, lost in the depths of my imaginative kingdoms and worlds.

I am so blessed! Today has been such a lovely day.  It kicked off with an email from a recent purchaser telling me how delighted she was with her recent oil painting purchase, delivered today.  The painting is a miniature,  a sunset scene, the location being quite close to her parents house in Devon. I had the good fortune to visit this area earlier this year and was truly smitten!
Last Kiss of The Sun
Woolacoombe Bay Sunset
Oil on Canvas 6 x 4"
Private Collection - Dorset

Art connects people in such a beautiful way!


I am currently sorting out canvasses to release for sale to make way for new work,  and as a result shall be selling some of my 2006 - 2009 works. I shall of course list them here, on ebay and facebook.  For the convenience of my clients, I do accept payment through Pay Pal. Here are a couple of works that are among my personal favourites.

The Pond
2010
Oil On Canvas 50 x 40 "

Finally Coming Home
2010
Oil On Canvas 24 x 24"

                    Afternoon Nap
                    2006
                  Acrylic On Canvas
                Private Collection - Australia