New shed, old studio
Fall ended abruptly with light snow and bitter cold. Today's high is 19. Here's the new shed seen from the studio door--the old studio door. This shed enabled me to convert the garage into a…
~ ~ Thomas Hudson studio journal ~ ~
Fall ended abruptly with light snow and bitter cold. Today's high is 19. Here's the new shed seen from the studio door--the old studio door. This shed enabled me to convert the garage into a…
Me and the dog--the notorious Silky Terrier, Buddy--walked on the beach this morning. The violence of Lake Erie's gales always surprises those unfamiliar with the Great Lakes. During storms, the lake is nothing like the…
I worked on this small painting this morning. I am still working on the underpainting but it's far enough along to show. [caption id="attachment_4322" align="aligncenter" width="444"] On the easel: the unfinished 'John in a White…
The NY Times recently ran a piece about visiting art museums. I consider myself something of an expert on the subject, and I'm writing a post about the article, which--knock on wood!--I'll publish soon. As readers know,…
Today's session was the third painting session for The Photographer (32" x 48"). The under-painting is nearly finished--one more session. Because it's a single female figure, it reminds me of the recently finished The Explainer.…
I listen to Bob Dylan's music. I'm interested in his music, but I am not a fan of the man. I don't believe much of what is written about him, nor do I believe much of…
HaHaHa. Not 20 minutes after posting about dragging my shirt sleeve through paint, I did it AGAIN! Twice in one day is a record, even for me. At least this time the shirt was already…
Crap, somehow I managed to do it again. Without noticing, I dragged by shirt sleeve through the cadmium red on the palette. The red oil paint got all over my shirt and arms before I noticed. Luckily,…
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