Three years ago, I started painting after a couple months of messing around with colored pencils. I was stuck and needed some guidance. So I took my first classes. Truth be told, the instructors were rather surprised at how well I did, considering I had zero painting experience and had not drawn at all since high school. I remember the great Roumen Boudev, my instructor, asking me, “which one of these is medium?” and replying, “What’s medium?”
I was a total rube. Despite that, I plugged along and did some passable portraits. “You have a natural gift,” people would tell me. At the time, I considered that to be a huge compliment.
A different perspective on painting
Flash forward three years. Lately I’d been finding those words, always said with good intentions, to rankle. I wasn’t sure why. But one day, my life drawing instructor pulled me aside to discuss my work and my grade. And he said something that pinpointed my annoyance for me. After talking about his reaction to my work, he said, “You are an extremely hard-working and motivated artist.”
I was rather taken aback. I honestly hadn’t thought about myself that way. Sure, I knew I’d worked hard, doing hundreds of paintings in the past three years. But I didn’t really appreciate how hard I’d worked or that it was noticeable. I thought most painters worked as hard as I do. But … some do, some don’t. And focusing on inherent talent alone discounts the value of the hard work I’ve chosen to put into my paintings.
The case for hard work
Consider these two paintings of mine. The one on the left was my first figure drawing and figure painting ever. It was done in 2.5 hours. While I do still like the colors, otherwise it is utterly incompetent. I remember being super angry when class was over; I knew I could do better. And I could. Compare that to the painting at right, which I did a couple months ago, also in 2.5 hours. Huge difference; right? But both were done with the same amount of innate talent.
Do I think I have a natural gift? Probably. But I think that it’s only about 10% of the equation, maybe less. Most people possess some degree of creativity. It is the cultivation of that gift that makes an artist. Because, even with talent, painting is HARD. Damn hard.
Three years ago, I signed up for my very first art class. It’s been quite the journey since then. I feel like I’ve made great strides, but still have so far to go. This portrait was finished yesterday. “Santa’s Daughter,” 16×12, oil on linen. Happy 2016, y’all.
One of the old axioms about writing is that you should always write about what you know. As a marketing writer by day, I’ve found it definitely helps. Recently, though, I’m realizing this philosophy applies to painting as well.
This spring, I read a book by celebrated watercolorist Mary Whyte about how to paint. Not about technique, but how to choose what to paint. And then, how to paint it, from a purely personal point of view. The book has continued to infiltrate my psyche ever since, mostly because the timing is now right. The best advice in the world is meaningless until you’re ready for it. Until recently, I was preoccupied with my disobedient brushes and contentious canvases, mocking me with my amateur abilities. But with a lot of work, I steadily improved. And now, I’m all ears. And eyes.
Whyte’s premise is that you don’t just paint what you see. Instead, you paint what you see uniquely and also what you know. Not the bird in the tree, but that bird and its song. Not the lake with the purple haze, but the serenity, too. Not the model, but her anxiety or his playfulness. And now that I’ve gotten to be more skillful, I can see that my best paintings are always like that. Something about them makes me feel emotional. When I’m painting a portrait, there will often be a single moment when I’m startled to notice that the person’s essence has suddenly come together on the canvas.
Paintings that spark emotion are also inevitably the paintings that sell, and when they do, I always feel a twinge of regret within the happiness of a sale. It’s like a piece of me is for sale, too, one that I’ll never get back. It’s a little disconcerting when you allow someone to see straight into your heart.
These paintings were done plein air at my favorite place on earth: my grandmother’s cabin on Lake Huron. The first painting was done entirely plein air, but the second had to be finished in the studio, since the kids started grabbing the towels off the fence, one by one, while I was painting.
With these, I am painting endless afternoons jumping in the waves, the bad sunburns I got as a teenager, looking for sea glass with my little niece, my mom making up fake Scrabble words, and my grandmother emerging from the lake in her bathing cap after her 6 am swim. I’m painting memories of rocks on the water’s edge and a big sand bar further out. I’m painting lazy afternoons of antiquing in Oscoda, ice cream cones in Au Gres, and trashy novels and Margaritas on lawn chairs. I’m painting the vigor that comes from sleeping soundly to the eternal beat of the waves on the shore.
Fittingly, we get terrible cell reception at the cabin. Because the cabin is me, unplugged.
With my first show, I’ve been thinking a lot about the idea of completion, and what it means to me as a painter. As in … an incomplete painting is worthless. A promising start is only that. It does not hang on a wall. It does not sell. It just sits there, taunting me and taking up space. An unrealized vision, standing in the way of the painter I want to become. Putting my paintings out there is part of the process. It not only opens me up to criticism, it also sets forth the possibility of success. So I’ve been finishing most of the new paintings I start, as well as going through the ones I have stacked in a drawer and finishing anything that has potential. Yes, there are some paintings that aren’t worth finishing or that are strictly learning experiences. But the rest are either going forward or getting painted over pronto. No use holding onto failures. I still have enough of those weekly to keep me humble, lol.
I finished two paintings yesterday; the nude just needed a couple tweaks. “Chanel” has been taunting me for a year. No more.
If you’ve attended a life drawing session, there’s likely a person there moderating the session. I’ve started doing it in the last year, and it’s harder than it looks. In fact, it’s an art form in and of itself.
Plying the artists with sweetness.
First of all, remember that the moderator is likely a volunteer. As in … they get nothing for doing this; it’s something they only do out of goodwill for the club. So giving the moderator grief is a jerk move. #Avoid
When I have time, I buy snacks, which I pay for out of my own pocket. Snacks are a crucial part of the drawing experience at our group, lol, though other sessions I attend do not have them. In the summer, we have a member whose wife makes us sweets, so I bring savory snacks during those months. During the winter, it’s donuts all the way.
The session before the session.
I generally arrive a half an hour early, save myself a decent easel, and start prepping the room. I clean the snack area, get a pot of coffee going, and take out all the snacks. I pull leftover tape off the model stand, plug in all the spotlights and get the fans going, being careful to position them so that they don’t blow on one of our older artists, who’s always cold. I run upstairs and ask the gallery assistant to call the model to confirm. I arrange the room to optimize the cramped space, pulling the drawing desks to the back because they take up so much room. Then I arrange the model stand.
Artists start arriving. I try to give a shoutout to everyone as they arrive. Some always forget what the format is for each session, so I remind them and answer other questions … when do we start, who is the model, is the restroom fixed, etc.
You’re dependent on the kindness of models.
I really appreciate a model who shows up at least ten minutes early, but most of them don’t. This means I’m already running behind before we start. I have a short chat with the model when she arrives to discuss what poses we need, then the model disrobes and takes the stand. I generally let the model figure out a pose before giving any instructions. Half the time, no instruction is necessary. Seems like the more specific direction I give, the worse the pose gets. So I’m intentionally oblique if I don’t like the pose, using words like, “Can you do something else with your left arm?,” or “You’re looking a little uncomfortable. Maybe relax more.” Artists who ask for specific things of the model are not being helpful; it is unfair to expect the model to navigate the room and please everyone. Direction should only come from the moderator.
Once the pose is settled, I adjust the lights, and trust me, they aren’t all that adjustable. Plus if you deliberate for even a second, the artists start chiming in with ideas, usually in direct conflict with each other. I’ve learned to smile, nod and ignore.
And, we’re off.
Finally, we’re going. I announce that the pose has begun, how long it is until the break, and set my timer. I then walk back to my own easel. Somehow all the prep always means I haven’t had time to set up. I start pulling out all my materials and trying to get my head into the drawing. But my concentration is soon interrupted.
Inevitably, I forget to turn the music on, so I pop up and get that going, knowing full well that there’s no way to please everyone,and there will be complaints. People keep arriving late. I greet them, try to point out available spaces, and give them an update on how much time is left in the pose. I periodically check the model to make sure he or she is not shifting too much. I turn my attention back to my drawing. Maybe I can get started. I put a few marks down, then give a five-minute warning before the break. Time to start hunting for the marking tape. I spot it and mark the model’s position, being careful not to tape any hair, then give her a break. An older member has been away from his easel for a long time; that’s very unlike him, so I go hunting for him on the break to make sure he hasn’t had a heart attack or something. I find him upstairs in the lounge, sleeping. I make sure he’s breathing, then head back downstairs.
Staying alert during the session.
As the session continues, my work is ongoing. Wrangling the model back onto the stand in a timely fashion after the break. Making sure the pose is reassumed correctly. Determining new poses and which chairs or props work best for those. Adjusting the lights. Reminding the artists repeatedly how long the pose is and giving timing updates. Making any announcements that the club needs. Paying attention to see if the model becomes uncomfortable/asking if he needs an early break. We have a tip jar for the models to encourage attendance and to help them out. Most nights the model pockets an extra $10-$20. They don’t get paid that much and they’re a crucial part of the process, so I give little reminders about the tip jar. And the coffee fund. If the model is good, I throw extra money in the jar to make up for those who stiff the model.
During the session, there’s always some of what I call “daycare for artists.” Helping out late arrivals who can’t find or move an easel. Shutting down any convos about the model that aren’t appropriate or respectful (“C’mon now, don’t be creepy!”). Trying to head off any disputes between temperamental members at the pass. Refilling the coffee pot. Monitoring the amount of conversation to make sure it isn’t too loud or doesn’t go on for a long time. One artist complains all the time because he likes to work in stony silence. Another hates working to music. The majority of members, though, come for both camaraderie and drawing, so I go for a balance that keeps most people happy. Somebody always whines; meh.
Your own work … it will likely suffer.
Between all this, I attempt to draw. Most of the time, it doesn’t go well. It’s hard to concentrate with all the distractions. Due to my Catholic upbringing, I then wallow in shame if people look at what’s on my easel, lol. Epic fail. I figure they wonder how I ever became moderator, ha. (The previous moderator left and I happened to have a timer app on my phone.) I hear them thinking, “Hack!” in my head.
When it’s all over, since it’s a nonprofit, I clean up. Some people hang back with comments and questions. While attending to those, I unplug the lights and appliances so the place doesn’t burn down. I wash out the coffee pot and pawn off any leftover food to keep the bugs at bay. I make sure the model gets those tips. I sweep up pencil shavings from the member who sharpens his pencils onto the floor. I then pack up my own compromised drawings and head out. Sigh; I could have drawn better!
Stuff your moderator appreciates.
If you’re attending a life drawing session, help the moderator out. Offer to lift furniture on and off the stand. Make coffee if the pot is low. Be mindful that others are around, and don’t block their views. Don’t second guess the moderator’s decisions unless she asks. Offer to help clean up afterward so the moderator can get out of there. But most of all: be in a good mood and be low maintenance. We’re all trying to draw here, :)!
Your first solo exhibit. A profound chance to grow. My first show just wrapped up, and I’ve learned so SO much. I’ll be adding to this post, I’m sure, but here are some tidbits of wisdom, in no particular order:
— Always finish all your paintings to the edges in the first painting session and sign them before you put them away, even if you plan to work on them more. It will be easier to paint over those areas than to try to match them afterward. It’s also less time-consuming, especially if you’re working in oil, because you’ll have to wait for the painting to dry again. Likewise, clean all schmutz off your painting at the end of each session. Much easier and less damaging than attempting it after it’s dry.
– Take photos of everything. Don’t think you’ll have time to get to it later. I threw a couple things at the last minute into my bin of unframed work for sale, thinking I’d photograph them when I was done filling out my paperwork in an hour. They sold within 20 minutes.
– If you’re framing pastels, they look the best with two kinds of glass: museum glass or cheap, plain glass. Choose based upon your price point. As a newer painter, my price point is pretty low, so museum glass did not make sense with gallery commission. I did some with UV glass; it was a waste of money. In my opinion, UV glass distorts the beauty of the pastels, and the ones with cheap glass wound up looking better.
– Frame all of your paintings for the show in the same (or very similar) frames and colors. Makes it much easier to do a grouping, particularly if you’re hanging them salon-style, as we did.
– If you paint standard size paintings and you need a bunch of frames all at once, don’t bother trying to find them cheaply at garage sales, flea markets or the Salvation Army. Maybe you’ll find some 8x10s or 16x20s in a color you’ll like. But you really don’t have the time, and it’s not worth the money you’ll save. You could be painting instead.
– Varnishing paintings is an art. Practice on some pieces before you do it, and make sure the varnish you choose is removable. I used Gamvar. It’s easily removable and great once you get the hang of it. Very shiny if you apply it thickly, so unless you like that, you’re best off to mix it with a bit of cold wax. Not all paintings need varnish (evidently Monet never did it), but some are enhanced greatly by it, particularly darker ones. Get a brush that has a thin brush pad, i.e., a thinner row of bristles (not width, depth). Varnish needs to be applied very VERY thinly.
– Have a sales bin, and price unframed work a little cheaper in it. Or use it to sell studies. Everybody likes a deal. Big plus: you can also keep adding to the bin while your exhibit it up. Use that to your advantage and keep adding work.
– Order more flyers or postcards than you think you’ll need. We started handing ours out a month before the show. I ordered double the amount I thought we needed (500), and the gallery still ran out of postcards one week into the show. Printing more copies is cheaper than ordering twice; you’ll wind up paying for press time and shipping twice instead of once.
– If you can avoid it, don’t make nudes the featured art on your marketing materials. My co-exhibitor and I had paintings from the same nude session, and I thought the point-counterpoint would make for an interesting postcard. It did, too. As an artist, I never thought twice about using nudes for marketing materials. However there were quite a few places that wouldn’t let me put the cards out because they had nudes. And many people thought the entire show would be nudes. Some refused to bring their children. Heavy sigh. Americans can be so uptight. It’s art, people!
– Have painter’s business cards made. People want to know how to reach you. Include your phone number, your email, and your blog and/or Facebook page address. I did mine with a grid on the back so that I could write things … instructions, prices, etc. If you want to do that, be sure to have the back side printed uncoated; otherwise, you won’t be able to write on it.
– If you’re thinking about putting up a blog, now’s the time. Capitalize on the increased interest and exposure in your work.
– Start a Facebook event for your reception. Post in it every few days until the week of the reception. The week of the reception, post every day. Keep the posts sounding like they’re from a person, not an advertiser. Be sure to share information about hours, parking, what to wear, etc. Be aware that some people don’t consider a FB RSVP the same as one by mail or other means of communication. About 25% of the people who RSVP’d “yes,” did not show up.
– Save standard size backing boards from canvas pads and other things that you use. You can use them to protect your work in the sleeves without having to cut them all to size or buy extra boards.
– ClearBags are a godsend if you’re selling drawings, watercolors or pastels. Order the “protective” model … where the adhesive is on the bag, not the flap. Safer to slide work in without damage.
– Landscapes and still lifes sell better than figures. 90% of my landscapes and still lifes sold within the first week. Figures sell, but not as well. Female figures sell better than males. That’s not right nor fair, but it’s true. Only one male figure sold in the entire show, and he was clothed. Oils and pastels sell better than watercolors, too.
– Most of your fellow artists will be supportive, kind and happy for you to have a show. But some will not. Expect some sniping; it just comes with the territory. Likewise, expect some insensitive comments about your work, oftentimes from people who mean well. Listen to see if there’s anything you can learn from it. Otherwise, discard it and do not take it personally.
– Unless you’re selling at a high price point, go cheap on frames, but not so cheap as to take away from your work. And consider the walls you’ll be hanging on. Some of the frames I’d ordered looked fine on plaster walls but cheap on the panelling on which they wound up being hung. I ordered most of mine from Dick Blick online on sale; they did a good job packing them and they all looked exactly like the photos. Avoid Jerry’s Artarama for frames, btw. Three different frames arrived looking nothing like their photos [gold leaf was orange! marshmallow white was grey!], and they hid behind a disclaimer. Even the frames I’d ordered previously from Jerry’s arrived looking completely different than they had the first time. Also avoid frames from Michaels unless you want to do custom trims. Most of their frames are not cut generously enough for standard-sized paintings. About 1/16″ to 1/8″ too small. Had to return them all.
– Think about how to respond if you wind up being introduced to an important collector. That happened to me at my show, and I was caught off-guard and had nothing. A missed opportunity. Everyone told me afterward that I should have told him that I hadn’t been painting very long. Too late.
– Be respectful of the gallery and accessible. Respond quickly if they have questions. Yes, they take a decent commission, but most of them work hard for you. My show was by a nonprofit organization. If that’s the case, in particular, help them out however you can … marketing, hanging stuff, arranging the room, etc. If I’m coming there for an activity or event, I come early and hang out in the room. I’m chatty by nature; it helped me sell some work. Many buyers want to get to know you and your story. There’s a difference between friendly and pushy, though.
– If you wind up hanging your own show, it can be a good thing. Roll up your sleeves and do whatever it takes. Beer will seem like a good idea at the time, but, trust me, it will slow the process down, ha!
– Be mindful of which work is going on which wall. In our room, there is one wall that is poorly lit and another corner that is hard to access due to a grand piano. None of the paintings hung in those areas sold.
– Put a clipboard in the room with a sheet of paper and a pen, so that people can sign up for your email list. Some of them used it to write me encouraging notes; fun!
– Have a detailed discussion with the gallery about the parameters for the show prior to agreeing to it. Even if you’ve exhibited at the gallery before, some have different commissions for different shows. You’ll also find out what their requirements are for hanging and submissions. After saying “yes” to the show, I was surprised to find out it would be in under two months. I thought I had at least six months to get ready; very tough timeline for a relative newbie like me. Tons of work to crank out. They also had a different fee structure for competitive exhibits than they had for solo shows. All of which is okay, you just need to be aware so you can price accordingly.
– If you’ve doing a co-exhibit, have a detailed and frank discussion with your co-exhibitor(s) about your visions for the show to ensure they are compatible. How much time and effort do you want to put into the show? Be sure to talk about price points. If someone prices significantly lower than you, it will inevitably make your work seem expensive in comparison and will likely impact your sales.
– Framing and wiring stuff is more expensive and takes much longer than you think it will. For 26 wall pieces, it took me three days, much of that because half my work was in pastel, which is way harder to frame than oils or watercolors. It also took me two days to prep bin work (sign, spray with fixative, add a board behind it) and put it in sleeves with a business card. For pastels, I added framing and care instructions.
– Ask what the food and beverage situation will be for your reception. Augment it, if necessary, and you can afford to. My co-exhibitor (whom I refer to as The Amazing Painter) and his wife had a friend volunteer to do a vodka tasting, and his wife’s family brought in home-made hors d’ouevres. We drew the biggest crowd they’d ever had in the upstairs gallery. A more established artist had a display in the main gallery that night; BUT our crowd was bigger and stayed longer. Part of that was marketing on my part, but often the best marketing is the most basic: better booze and better snacks.
– Personal touches are nice. It’s your show, after all. I brought flowers from my garden for the reception and added a tribute to my grandmother, who inspired me to paint. Got some nice comments on both.
– Wear reasonably comfortable shoes to the reception, or bring ones you can change into. I thought my fellow painters should see me in something besides my usual nasty painting gear, so I dressed up. Which was fine. But the 4″ heels were not the best choice. You’ll be running around and on your feet for hours. At the end of the night, I could barely walk!
– Stop by and check on the show at least once a week, if you can. People are going through and sometimes they move stuff around in ways you might not like. My bin got moved next to the drink stand, where the pieces were more likely to incur damage. Someone moved my business cards to a place where nobody could see. A price list that wasn’t mine got thrown into my bin. The order of the bin became disheveled. The tribute to my grandmother wound up face down on a side table. Etc.
– Thank everyone who attended your show later. Not just buyers, but also your friends, family and fellow artists. Seems obvious, but it does take some effort. Don’t let it slide; it’s important. Gratitude is good karma, both in painting and in life.
– Enjoy it while it lasts. Your first show only happens once and shows don’t come along that often. Don’t get too bogged down in all the work to savor the moment.
If you paint plein air, you have probably observed this: that early in the day or toward sunset, the light changes more quickly. I was doing this painting at Belle Isle close to sunset and working furiously. I kept rubbing my eyes. I could not believe the amazing light on the grasses; it was as if they were on fire. No color I had in my pastel box was even close to the color of the glorious light. If I added white, it looked too cool; if I added any other color, it looked too dark. So I began darkening the other colors around the grasses to get the effect, working as quickly as possible as I began to lose the light.
Inevitably, this is always the moment when somebody stops by and wants to chat. A very nice woman came up to me, complimented the work in progress and kept talking away. I told her I would chat, but I had to keep painting. Most people leave after watching for a couple minutes, but she did not. So after about 10 minutes, I told her I had an exhibit currently and handed her a postcard inviting her to my reception at the Scarab Club. The postcard features nudes, btw. She looked surprised, hung around for a couple more minutes, then handed me a pamphlet. At which point I realized that I had solicited a Jehovah’s Witness before she had the chance to solicit me, lol! I think she appreciated the irony as well, because she and her husband were laughing really hard as they drove off. My brother is a Witness; I don’t mind them. They’re always respectful; just trying to live up to their faith. I hope someone is being nice to my brother and his family when they go door-to-door.
Anyway, it’s been a couple weeks, and I cannot stop thinking about the fiery light that night and how my colors were so inadequate for the task. It was astonishingly beautiful. I felt some kinship with Van Gogh, and how he wanted to gouge his eyes out because his paint colors couldn’t describe what he saw. I guess it was close enough; this piece sold at my reception to a fellow painter and a wonderful supporter of the arts in Detroit.
And so … something interesting always happens when I’m painting plein air on Belle Isle. Belle Isle’s perimeter is a one-way road that encircles the entire island. Yesterday, I was watching two cars back up 500 yards on the perimeter with a jaundiced eye. “Yikes!, ” I thought. “Dangerous!” As they continued backing up, I started to feel threatened and got ready to jump out of the way. There wasn’t a lot of room between the road and the river, so that might have involved an unintentional swim. But, no, to my horror, they were backing up FOR me! Out of the jeep jumped a young Russian painter, new to the area, who wanted to talk painting. LOL. Gave him a card to our show and told him he should come paint with us at the Scarab Club. Still think he’s a bad driver, though.
As I prepare for my first show, it’s hard, hard work. And it occurred to me: there are no easy paintings. Every one is like a battle between me and the painting. And I am the underdog.
If I think I’ll just tweak it, it’s hard, because one tweak affects everything else. House of cards.
And if I think a painting needs a major rework … well, damn it. It always does.
Sometimes I think, the better you become, the harder it gets. There are just so many mistakes to make, and I guess it is my destiny to make all of them. The best you can do is try not to repeat the same mistakes.