starting 2020 creek oil 2 while casting furtive glances at #1/ listen to my radio interview at 4pm mst here: https://http://www.radiorethink.com/tuner/?stationCode=kdnk by Philip Tarlow

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ABOVE: 2020 creek oil 2 stages 1, 2 and 3

3 PM: so that’s it for today. i’m not sure this one is going to make it to the finish line….maybe….we’ll see tomorrow, which will be a late studio day beause of our every-other-day trail walk. i think taking out the second orange rock in the lower half of the composition definitely helped, and there are definitely some cool elements. in a way, i like stage 1 best. yet another example of not listening to my gut . it’s always hard to believe that my initial burst of effortless, almost automatic strokes could be enough. but if you look at all 3 stages, stage 1 is the most interesting. so maybe tomorrow i’ll ditch this one and start fresh…

12:30 PM: one thing to remember: mikela is usually (always) right. when she saw creek oil 1 for the first time yesterday, she said “looks complete to me, but why don’t you start another one and keep looking at this one to determine whether or not it needs more work?

so this morning i did. i found a stack of 16x16” stretched canvases that had been painted on then painted over with white oil paint.

so i started 2020 creek oil 2. at first i was hesitant because i had envisioned starting something new on a fresh, unpainted surface. but after a few strokes, i was hooked. so lets see where, if anywhere, this one goes. after all, i can always toss it, right? that factor gives me a certain invaluable freedom.

lately, i seem to always notice, the day after i paint something new, how much simpler i could have made it.

answering brian's questions by Philip Tarlow

4:13 PM: brian, at carbondale arts, sent me 12 questions as part of a project he’s working on publishing online called know your artist, know your art. it’s admirable. i answered 5 this morning, and will answer more when i have time. here’s what i wrote:

Why do you make the art that you make?

i love beauty in all it’s forms. the art i make now, today, is part of an ongoing process over many decades. it’s in my blood; in my bones. painting is my language, and, to continue the metaphor, i delight in discovering new words and phrases and ways of putting them together every day.

What inspires your work the most?

great art of the past and present, things that i find a visual turn-on, one of which, recently, has been a local creek and, most recently, feedback from people who look at my paintings and “get it.” from my use of space, to my colors, to the way i handle paint, whether it be watercolor, oil, gouache or egg tempera. i’m always looking at the work of the great painters who are my role models. And, in the case of matisse, reading what they wrote about their process; looking at his drawings; noticing how his work evolved over time.

When you’re creating new work, what is your general process?

process is the key word here. i believe making art is an ongoing  process. there is no end point. that said, if i’m painting in oil, sometimes, like a few days ago, i find a stretched, fine, double primed portrait linen canvas of the many in my studio. i make a preliminary drawing or sketch, using very thin, diluted grey/tan oil colors, referring to photos i shot recently at the creek. then i might use a large flat brush to apply broad areas of a color that turns me on in that moment which, a few days ago happened to be brilliant yellow pale, made by williamsburg, a paint company based in brooklyn, where i was born. then,  i find a shape: a lichen-covered rock or a branch and, with paint that is slightly thicker, i begin to define  that rock or branch, painting over the yellow i applied moments ago so that it picks up some of the siena i’m using to paint the branch. if the canvas is large, like the 26 x 78” one i’m currently using, i may lay it down flat on saw horses and paint. every 15-20 minutes, i’ll hang it on my studio wall and go back about 40 feet to see if what i just did works. and then i might take a break and do something totally different, like composing this document, or postng on my daily blog, https://www.philiptarlow.com/dailyblog and not look at the painting at all until, at some point, i cast a quick glance and see where i need to do more work;  where a color i used doesn’t work or is too harsh, etc. i might turn the painting upside down to see what’s going on spatially and compositionally, always remembering that  what’s most important are the marks; the space; the colors and the painterly qualities. My process is different depending on the day and the medium. watercolor is a whole different animal. whatever marks you make with your brush, that’s IT. no painting over it; no erasing it. either the strokes you made work, or they don’t & you toss it. and one more thing. i’m a weather nut. late summer thunderstorms excite me tremendously. so i take brief breaks to check my many weather sites, some of which show future radar, to see what we can expect over the next few hours. oh, and one more thing: my studio is 500 feet from our house, where mikela is working on our educational product,  promoting experiential learning which will be introduced into schools here in our valley this fall. we find that when one of us makes a breakthrough, so does the other. so we call each other & check in every few hours. she has an excellent eye, so if i need some feedback, she’ll walk over.

How has your work evolved in recent years? 

it’s simpler. there’s more “empty” space. i’m constantly inventing what matisse calls signs. in other words, ways of indicating rock without describing it. abbreviations, you might say.

Describe your studio.

east wall of my studio with sound of a flute paintings

i’ve had many many studios in my life. this is the only one that was designed from scratch to be a studio. artists love north light because you don’t get direct sunlight. my studio has large, high north windows & two skylights, giving me near perfect lighting conditions. the building is about 54 x 22 ft. with very high vaulted ceilings and a loft area for storing paintings. (although, of course, there’s never enough storage space.) the floor is the original cement slab, which happily accepts drips of paint and incorporates them into it’s beautiful texture. i have a small kitchen with a fridge & stove, a bathroom and shower. i have a desk area with my iMac and printer. you could live here, but nobody has ever slept here. and i intend for it to stay that way. it’s a painting studio. as i said, i’ve had many studios. in athens, my studio overlooked the tower of the winds and the ancient roman market, of which i made many paintings. in nyc my studio overlooked central park. but this one, in crestone, colorado, overlooking the enormous san luis valley, is IT.

continued work on 8/17/20 creek oil / new brochure for our talk, moved to august 28 by Philip Tarlow

3:31 PM: the end of my painting day. i think i did good work today, as i listened in to a very interesting zoom meeting about education, in which mikela participated.

BELOW: 4 details

this is the new brochure with the date changed from 8/21 to a week later: 8/28

8/17/20 creek oil at 1pm

1:03 PM: while listening in to a zoom meeting that mikela is an active part of, i’m continuing work on this painting, allowing the conversation to affect the process. i’m not sure the greens work, so i’m going back into it. while listening to the zoom and painting i got a message from mark about our talk. he has a friend who has agreed to videotape, said he was planning on playing a bit, and asked if i was going to paint. i said yes, but i hadn’t really decided yet. so now i’m thinking about how i’m going to do that while everyone is socially distant.

and just one more thing before i return to painting. after typing this and then casting a glance at the painting, i was rather shocked at how vibrant the colors are. i can honestly say this is a new path for me.

8/17/20 creek oil as it looked when i entered my studio

8/17/20 creek oil as it looked when i entered my studio

11:19 am: upon entering my studio i cast a rapid glance at this painting and saw much work is needed. so lets get going!

continuing work on 8/17/20 creek oil painting by Philip Tarlow

8/17/20 creek oil at 2:30pm

notice that grey rock in the 2pm version, below? there’s detail of it above right. this is a great example of how just one element in a painting that’s off can screw up the entire composition. see how much this painting gains after i removed it, in the 2:30pm version above? it’s also a great example of the process of painting, which is the subject of the talk mark bruell & i will do on august 28th, a week from friday. it had been scheduled for this friday the 21st, but carbondale is very smoky at the moment from the grizzly wildfire in nearby glenwood springs, which has grown to 26,000 acres and is 0% contained.

8/17/20 creek oil at 2pm

buck grazing outside my studio at noon

8/17/20 Creek Oil Painting at noon today

8/17/20 creek oil painting stage 3

11:01 AM: to avoid the mid-day heat we’ve been experiencing, i got a much earlier start today. as a matter of fact, this is the earliest i’ve arrived in my studio in many months. and that includes an 8am trip to town to go to the post office, where i was able to mail 2 packages without waiting in line at all.

so i meditated here in the studio instead of in our bedroom, had some coffee and jumped into work on 8/17/20 creek oil painting. i wanted to use yellow, especially one i love a lot, called brilliant yellow pale, by williamsburg, made in brooklyn, where i was born. referring tangentially to a creek photo shot on a recent trail walk, i riffed on a rock which has some gorgeous orange and black lichen. i’m getting back to work while it’s still a comfortable 75F in the studio. i’ll post more in a bit.

starting a new 27x78" oil by Philip Tarlow

8/17/20 creek oil painting 27 x 78” stage 2

8/17/20 watercolor

3:50 PM: i did a bit more on the oil i started this morning, using oil pastels. if you compare with stage 1, below, you’ll notice some blues that were not there as well as a bit of orange and a new rock on the left, as well as a deeper orange in the oranges already on the right. interesting how much of an impact those blues have in this spare composition, isn’t it?

i had a longing to make some watercolor strokes, so i made a very small one, and cut it in two so it would fit in this little white frame. nutty thing to do? well, maybe. but it sort of makes it like a collage, with an unplanned transition in the blues that actually works. one day, the owner will wonder why i did that. but they won’t love it any less.

8-17-20 creek oil painting 1 27 x 78”

1:05 PM: i’ve been dreaming for months, since i injured my shoulder and started my 2020 watercolor series, of squeezing those oil colors out on my palette. today i did just that, trying in the process to keep my shoulder movements to a minimum. this first one, on a virgin white primed linen canvas, is a riff on the gouache and watercolor creek paintings i’ve been making.

i’ve been dreaming as well of being able to paint into those wet oil colors, scrape into them in a way only possible with oil. so this is stage 1, which i’m going to leave until tomorrow. first of all, the heat is starting to build and become uncomfortable. but, as well, i do feel some stress in my shoulder. i’ve been so careful so long to allow it to heal, that i don’t want to screw up that process.

perhaps in reaction to the layered, scraped sometimes muddy quality of last years motion series of oils, some of which are now hanging in my show at carbondale arts, i envision this series, if indeed it becomes a series, to be a lighter, more playful, less time-bound take on the swirling waters of our creek. there may be, in this first one, some influences from a book i’ve been looking at every morning over coffee: the guggenheim collection. this is one quote that has stayed with me:” simultaneity was an attempt to embody a change of consciousness in response to a belief that sequential modes of thought and expression were inadequate to realize the fullness and complexity of modern urban life” from kearn, shattuck and virginia spate’s book”orphism: the evolution of non figurative painting in paris 1910-1914.

the san luis valley seen from the trail at 9am yesterday

in that vein, something new i’m doing is to draw from a variety of images i’ve shot with my phone while walking up or painting plein air at the creek. a sense of rock-ness; branch-ness; flowing, rushing-water-ness without describing or focusing on a particular moment. and trusting that, simply having this intention, along with my skill at drawing, will let my brush know where to go.

and beyond all that, just putting oil to canvas after having make 112 watercolors in a row, is a trip.

mikela resting on our trail walk yesterday

normally, the san juan mountains, which in this photo you can just make out on the far west side of the valley, are clear. the haze that’s blocking them is a result of smoke from 2 major wildfires burning right now in colorado. this view is from a spot on the trail about 20 minutes further up than the one hour early morning walks we’ve been taking every other day.

as we walked, i began getting a sense of this first oil. i knew i had one stretched 78x27” canvas. these are the dimensions of with paintings in my sound of a flute series of paintings. i had one that was ready to paint on when my shoulder happened. so today, i didn’t need to go through the stress of stretching a large canvas in order to begin painting.

the CARBONDALE talk pushed back one week:

there’s heavy smoke in carbondale right now because of the wildfires so we’re pushing back the talk marc bruell and i had planned on giving this friday 8/21 to the following friday, 8/28, which is the final day of my exhibition at carbondale arts. we’re hoping conditions improve by then.i’m re-doing the brochure with the new date.

plein air at the creek by Philip Tarlow

8/15/20 watercolor 1

6:52 PM: yesterday i got the urge to go to the creek and paint plein air, which i haven’t done in months. you could tell i was out of practice, from trying unsuccessfully to stabilize the collapsible tableto finding a place for my 3 legged stool (i ended up sitting on a log) to trying to put my brushes somewhere where they wouldn’t tumble onto the ground or worse yet into the creek! if you could have seen me, you would have laughed. or tried to help me.

8/15/20 watercolor 2

i was so rattled, when i started painting on what i thought was a piece of paper taped to the foam core, i didn’t realize until i was about to leave that i had it flipped the wrong way, and was actually painting on the foam core itself! an interesting experience. that gouache painting won’t last too long, since the foam core is not acid free, as is the paper i use.

i don’t think these are particularly interesting paintings, but it got me back into the plein air mode. if i go back soon, i’ll leave earlier, because it was impossible to get out of the sun, which was straight overhead.

plus, i forgot some basic colors, like green and brown.

the western sky yesterday evening from our deck

the eastern sky at sunset yesterday

yesterday late afternoon we had 2 friends for a deck dinner. it had been a record breaking hot day, so it was refreshing to sit out in the breeze. as dark clouds gathered in the east, the wind picked up and, after finishing our desert, a fantastic chocolate cake they had baked, it began raining & we moved indoors. with the haze from the smoke wafting into the valley from the huge grizzly fire burning out of control near glenwood springs,

just 20 minutes from carbondale, where marc and i are scheduled to give our talk on friday afternoon.

The grizzly creek fire by Philip Tarlow

7:38 AM: yesterdays headline:”The Grizzly Creek fire burns in rugged terrain just north of Glenwood Springs Friday August 14, 2020.” this out of control blaze has closed the i-70 indefintely in the area of the fire, and independence pass just re-opened yesterday on a limited basis. we go over that pass to get to carbondale, where our friday talk is scheduled. so we’ll have to keep an eye on the situation and how it will impact our travel that day.

today is egg day, so i’ll be going to pick up 4 dozen fresh eggs from our friend judy at the kiosk in crestone at 10am, then proceeding to my studio. i’ll post more once i’m settled.

completing the carbondale brochure by Philip Tarlow

4:27PM: i spent most of the day improving and fine tuning our brochure for the carbondale talk marc and i will deliver a week from today. carbondale arts is sending out an email blast, and i’m awaiting a call from the local radio station for an interview, which will draw more people in. we haven’t rehearsed, which is part of the deal. we each know what we want to convey, and we’ll wing it, with marc breaking into song with his guitar as the mood strikes him. i’ve been blogging about my process for a long time, so there’s more than enough to speak about. the trick will be to convey the immediacy and spirit, and for the attendees to be able effectively to relate what we convey to their everyday lives in a way that makes a difference.

starting watercolor 112 in the midst of chaos / by Philip Tarlow

6:53 PM: this morning thomas came to install the moulding around the new studio door, which was installed after the old one was destroyed in the studio flood back in june. i was intent on strating a new watercolor, so, in the midst of sawing, hammering, staple gunning i boldly printed one of the the creek photos i shot this morning on our walk. then i taped a new piece of arches watercolor paper to a piece of foam core and started painting. i instructed myself to use the racket i was hearing as an inspiration to make a beautiful watercolor. “i can’t believe your age!” said the doctor i saw this afternoon to revew mikela’s inhaler scrip. “how do you do it ??” i paint, said i.

so, although i don’t consider this a great first stage, and it may end up in the trash, i did put brush to paper. it felt like months, not days, had gone by since i last made a watercolor. in the small spaces of available time i had this morning, i went back and forth with carbondale arts about getting the ok for an outdoor talk musician mark bruell and i plan on doing on august 21. we did get the go-ahead, so now we’re creating a title for our talk, which will be about the process of making art, making music.

on our morning walk, i shot a few photos of, by now, familiar views looking down from the trail towards the creek below. but the light changes daily, and this is a fresh look, which inspired my newest watercolor.

those red plants, especially, seemed brighter, an almost unbelievable, shocking deep red vermillion in the midst of all those more subdued browns, greens greys and blues. like brushstrokes flicking over the surface, they are strategically yet randomely placed so that the eye keeps coming back. and the mind keeps wondering:” are they real or were they placed there by some wily nature-gremlin-spirit?

looking back to 2018 / preparing to re-engage by Philip Tarlow

6:44 PM: two years ago, in april, 2018, i stood on this stepstool moving my still healthy right arm and shoulder in large, sweeping movements effortlessly. this was a series that was more non-objective than my motion series, or the watercolors i’ve been creating over the past few months. this morning i took all approximately 100 of them, aside from the 16 that are hanging in carbondale, and placed them in a large cardboard box, to clear the decks for whatever comes next.

so what does come next? no clue.i’ve been dreaming of returning to oil on linen, but without the big, stressful scrapes and rubs. more like a larger version of the watercolors. spare.

more in the vein of what you see below: watercolor 98, painted june 27th. lighter, brighter colors, indications of water rocks, leaves, branches….space.