Green Paint Chips and a Pencil Sketch
This is a sketch of my favorite chair in the world. It is glossy black, slender looking and sculptural. She (don't you think it's a girl?) had been in my family before I could remember - so long, in fact, that no one could remember what branch of the family she had belonged to, or how old she might be. Just a few years ago, I came across a picture of my father, about seven years old, posing for the picture on this chair - maybe about 1924. Back in the 60s I painted it glossy black, made a pink and orange striped cushion, and glued hot pink ball fringe along the edge of the seat. It was great.It is COLD COLD COLD here today - in the low teens. It has finally reached 65 degrees in the house and I am wearing several layers - and a down vest and wool scarf! Maybe if I did something active . . .
I am sitting around reading a book about painting figures, sketching the chair, and making notes about painting with, and mixing, greens. That "fear of orange" comment a few posts back triggered something in my brain about painting greens. Makes sense, doesn't it?
For anyone reading this who has been in one of my drawing classes, you might be glad to know that I STRUGGLED with this drawing today.
