Yes! See that image above? Affinity Photo let me create it. It’s a multi-layered piece made up of two photos, one scan, and digital painting/editing. Here are the photos and scan:
I was able to easily turn the component images into layers – then blend, edit, and paint them. Combining the layers to export wasn’t intuitively obvious so I did it wrong a couple of times but finally figured it out. Unfortunately, when I attempted to create a smaller web-friendly image to post here, I accidentally clicked wrong and destroyed the large original. I should’ve made a duplicate first but didn’t. It’s OK: entirely my error, not Affinity Photo’s. And not a big loss.
So there it is: I can use Affinity Photo the way I need to. YAY!!! As soon as I check a few more things I’ll pay the $24.99 to buy it. Pixelmator Pro was terrific but it costs more and money rules sometimes.
Where are you, sunshine? Where’s your twinkly kiss? I dream of you in the morning. I need your light. You can vanish in the afternoon; I don’t care. But don’t be shy in the morning. Dazzle me! Sparkle me! Give me hope for the day.
Some people are night creatures, others are at their best mid-day. I’m a very early morning person. My day is front-loaded. Everything useful I’ll do, I’ll do before noon. But I need sunshine! Unfortunately, our recent weather has been murky glop. Humid, warm, dark.
This morning is sunny but I have to do things other than art. More murk is headed our way and will move in for nearly a week. What to do?
I’ll have to make my own sunshine.
That’s where those Brusho crystals come in. I bought them in the depth of winter, haven’t had the courage to open the package because even though it was a small expenditure it was still money and there’s a lot of pressure on me to use those crystals well. But that little tub of “Sunburst Lemon” is going to be my dream-come-true in the coming days: sunshine on demand.
The mixed media piece above is acrylic paint, metallic cord, and the holes from hole-punching old advertising circulars. It’s not quite finished.
Textures! I love “not flat” images! I want my eyes to make me feel like I’m touching the art.
A few months ago I chopped off my “COVID hair” and finally (after years of dyeing) accepted the fact that it’s white. White, white, white. It’s been going white since I was in my mid-twenties so no surprise that now I look like I’ve been wandering hatless in a blizzard.
Anyway, that hair up there is some of the last bits of the charade. Thanks to the lockdowns and isolation and now my gasping-for-air budget, hair care as I knew it is over. I kept the hair, tho. Creepy? Maybe. But why not use it, mixed into paint, for texture? Why not give it a new purpose?
That applies to the honeycomb cardboard packing insert, too. I saved it from recycling to use it as a painting tool. I’ll press it into paint and then stamp the edges on the ground. Whatever it looks like ought to be interesting!
I made this creature with joy and I love looking at it. But I know that it isn’t well-crafted. How could it be? I threw stuff at it, slammed paint on, ignored my own good sense when I knew – KNEW – that the tempera sticks weren’t blending and my marks looked like an inebriated elk made them. I cut paper and glued pieces to the board, and I didn’t even try to make the cuts even or the placed pieces straight.
Why? After a long absence from creating non-digital art I “choked.” But that’s never a reason to stop trying! This result was this…whatever it is.
I’ve decided to look at it as the piece between the work I did before and the work I’m going to do now, a completely separate and bizarrely taste-adjacent thing in between.
Palate cleanser art – fun to make and to mock. Enjoy!
(Tempera sticks, acrylic ink, acrylic paint, cut paper on foam board)
Why shouldn’t I doodle with paint? Why shouldn’t I draw with paint? Why shouldn’t I put tea leaves and glitter and thread and the “holes” from hole-punched paper in paint? Why shouldn’t I draw with paint? Why shouldn’t I push paint around with an old hair-comb? Why shouldn’t I paint on top of discarded but still decorative ribbon and deflated bubblewrap and old fabric AND ANYTHING ELSE WANT TO?
And why – WHY??? – why shouldn’t I treat painting like the brain-fizzing fun it can be and not a jaw-clenching exercise in self-control?
The painting above is my first, ever. I did it about 12 years ago, called it “In the Nursery.”
There are old dried tea leaves, paper hole-punched pieces, and large glitter mixed in with the acrylic paint. It was basically a doodle because I started with a blank canvas and no plan at all.
In spite of the fact that it was obviously amateurish, I was proud of the painting and posted it on my original Redbubble site (now closed, replaced by this one and this one). One member who saw it – and who knew I was new to painting – sent me acritique. It was kind but it set me off on years of trying to do things I didn’t want to do. He said (among other things) that “…one should paint with paint. Painterly strokes are what matter. Never draw with paint. Sketch with paint, yes, but only if required. Don’t contaminate paint with anything. If you can’t learn to paint whatever “effects” you desire then perhaps you shouldn’t paint. Those colors are interesting.”Continue reading “Tea Leaves? In Paint? And a Doodle, Too? (Why I stopped painting & will begin again)”→
Last post for the day: Several years ago I digitally combined cardboard, cut paper, acrylic ink, acrylic paint, and two photographs to create “The Secretary of Sleazy Corruption.” Even now the piece give me chills, especially the eyes. There’s a special kind of hell behind them.