This was quite a challenge! I don't think I've ever painted a peacock, much less in watercolor. I should point out - this is all watercolor, except for the wispy feather vane portions of the white feathers. I painted all the brown around the green of the tail feathers (note - a peacock's 'tail' isn't actually its tail! The 'eye' feathers actually grow from its back. They have a true tail beneath).
With watercolor, if you want to retain the brilliance of the color, you have to paint on the white of the paper. I could have used white gouache and then painted on top of that, but it always dulls down the color, and with peacocks, the colors are bright!
This is a commission for ~EstrellaPaintedHare. It was a lot of fun to do, and I'm glad I had an opportunity to paint such a vibrant bird.
You can see the process of painting this here: Part 1: [link] Part 2: [link]
Watercolor and white acrylic on hot-press Fabriano, 8 X 11 inches
Through cracked and fading, Crumbling walls of mortal life, Cutting past the monotonous tick of Endless time, this life which Forces our participation, a game From which we cannot simply stand and leave, An apparition of color and light, Pulling forth that emotion more powerful Than all others. Not Passion, not Contentment, Not even garish Love. Her wings draw down, Like the most comforting of night skies And our souls feel it: Hope.
A little painting to welcome spring (as late as it may be)! The cherry blossoms are just starting to bloom in Connecticut, where last year they had started blooming in MARCH. Crazy! It's good to have a normal spring for once :D
The blossoms on this bird's head are loosely inspired by cherry blossoms. They were actually a last-minute addition since I wanted to have some flowery bits floating down. This painting was an experiment to test some sample paper I had, and while I absolutely hate the paper, I think the painting came out okay, considering the paper difficulties :3
Watercolor and a little colored pencil on cold-press watercolor paper. The 'inner' part is 4X6 inches, extending to outer dimensions of 6X8 inches. This painting is matted and available also if anyone wants a flower-molting bird on their wall! [link]
Things have been a bit difficult lately. I started this painting after having a really, really upsetting day, and from the moment I started drawing to the second paint hit paper, it became such wonderful therapy - the type that can only come from art. This painting actually took a lot longer than usual, as I didn't want it to 'end,' but eventually it was complete, and now here it is.
The title comes from a desire I had on that day to just be protected. I just wanted to be curled up in a pair of strong wings and shielded from all the negativity and fear. I hope if any of you are feeling afraid or in pain, that this painting will give a bit of light and hope to you.
Watercolor and colored pencil on illustration board, 7.75 X 10.5 inches
Neither day nor night, not light or dark, A gradual brightening and dimming of the sky. Two pairs of wings, forever dissolving and building With the birth and death of the sun.
This is a commission for *merimask, who wanted a painting in the same feel as Radiance, but with flowing water and an intertwined great blue heron and great egret. I just love egrets and herons and their long, twisty necks! If Radiance is a sun/moon theme, this painting is a dawn/dusk theme
Watercolor and a little acrylic on illustration board, 7.5 X 12 inches
A commission for *jeffzz111 - he wanted a soaring falcon with blue eyes, in a surrealistic style like in Like an Angel. I spent a bit more time than usual for a 'simple' commission, but I don't think that's a bad thing.
Everything that I experience becomes a bud on the tree of my imagination. One single experience may not seem significant enough, but when it grows among clusters of other unfurling buds, it makes an important contribution to the whole. The greatest impact on my life and art have been the existence of falcons in the sky, art and literature. Even before a saw a real falcon, I was in love with their sharp wings and dark eyes. I found them in heavy books full of John James Audubon's paintings, and painstakingly illustrated in ink by Peter Parnall's hand. A life of yearning for more nature than found in the island of suburban neighborhoods spurred the obsession with trees, leaves, acorns. Oaks represented the old and arboreal, with a mythological sacredness to hidden creatures.
Autumn became a time where the world around me, no matter how cluttered with houses or choked by the growl of engines, burst in color that rivaled any paint or pigment. There seems to be a warmth, felt only visually, when the leaves turn to orange and gold. This piece, created for the ArtOrder "Inspiration" challenge, embodies the concepts, emotions and ideas which represents my own inspiration - a collection of buds that when pieced together, create a poem where wings and leaves and autumn light are the words.