I’ve been wanting to find a nice medium in between the computer and the physical and the medium of painting windows is just that for me. It allows me to exercise what I know how to do on a computer to execute what would otherwise be beyond my means in the physical world.
It started with me finding two very nice 6′ x 2′ rectangular single pane windows at a rebuilding center. I thought these would make amazing art pieces so I bought them – that was nearly 2 years ago and Ive been carting them around ever since. Our landlord replaced some windows in our house and Alisha grabbed one that she wanted for us to paint together – little did she know what she was getting herself into – I am aware that Im nearly impossible to work with in a creative setting, my neurotic controlling side comes out and then I argue outloud with myself because Im simulataneously trying to be fair, creative, open and do things my way, which as far as I can tell is impossible to do. The window didn’t end up coming out that great – It was a cool idea and took several days to do but in the end your first piece will always suffer. It did set the stage for bigger and better pieces and I decided to tackle the large windows. I started by converting the garage into a studio. We furnished it with random odds and ends procured on the streets of Portland – It will always remain a mystery to me how Alisha managed to get the table which is easily twice her size home without help but she donated that to my cause – I went out and started figuring out the best approach to all the dilemmas – masking, layers, cutting, securing the windows etc etc and within a week I was off and running.
I didnt really stop to think I should try some smaller pieces first and went for the Big Cheese right out of the gates. I started on the 6 footer as soon as I could; patiently cutting the mask in zen like states of focused relaxation until at long last it was ready to paint. The first layer went on like a dream – It was even better than I hoped
However after removing the mask tape and I was laying the second and last coat down the horror of horrors started happening – the paint was bubbling up and acting really strange and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. All those hours of work undone in mere seconds due to some unknown physical reaction – it could have been mixing of multiple types of paint or the fact that it was on glass – but through further experimentation I realized it was preventable by doing multiple coats of paint just dusting it rather than laying it on thick. see below for my rude awakening, (the super cool fractal patterns weren’t lost on me.)
Rule 1: There is no Command Z in real life, no matter how many times you say it in your head when things arent happening the way you want there is no changing that fact.
Actually I take that back i did command Z this painting… with a razor blade.
Determined I put the tall windows aside and tried a few more hands at it – some more fun than others.
The first is a Celtic knotwork piece which seemed like a great idea at the time (like so many of my ideas) and remained so until about halfway into it when I realized just how much tedious work it was requiring – I eventually finished it and was pretty sure I never wanted to see if again, though currently its adorning my friend Liz and Jazz’ wall and looks quite good there.
After this I wanted pieces that were very simple to execute and rewarding to work on so I did these two mountain scenes where I got to focus on technique a little – worked on fades and speeding up the process of cutting the mask. Both were sold to my good friends at Astral Buoyancy and shipped to Asheville North Carolina where one broke in transit despite being packaged to survive just about anything. The other is mysteriously missing in action – FedEx claims it was never picked up from my friends house so it might have been stolen – So Ill let it be known that if I end up at a house party with this painting on the wall – I’m first taking it off the wall and then I’l do something worthy of praise from Tucker Max. Oh the gifts that keep on giving. Thanks tuna in a ventilation shaft.
anyways thats all I have for now. thanks for reading