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Live Painting II

So, here's the live painting I did last week.


I got to the open mic really late. So, I was setting up as the show was starting at around 9:40pm. I had to run around the spot looking for the aisle that I had used the week before. The guy in charge of stuff like that was nowhere to be found. I looked for him in the front and people told me to find him in the back. I went to the back and they told me 'he's probably up front'. Anyway, I managed to borrow this really shoddy easel from this guy with a studio in the back. It was made of like plywood and leaned back on a string. But hey, it worked. I get backstage and I didn't want to be on stage setting during someone's performance but the host said, "Go ahead and set up, you don't have much time."

So, I put out my canvas tarp, my paints, the easel, and quickly poured some water in my small tub for my brushes. Gill, the host, bought me a new canvas to work on which is nice but means I had to work straight from scratch. I slathered on a background with primarily red and little bits of black and tan. Then I realized there was no way it was going to be dry enough for me to sketch on. So I flipped one of my skinnier brushes around and used the tip to sketch a figure drawing off the top of my head right into the wet paint.

With the sketch done (more or less), I decided on a color for the skin, a grayish color, which blended in with the red background as I filled it in (happy accident). The rest was just a blur of me trying to get the black line features to come out and not blend in. I had to keep going over parts to bring them out. Then towards the end, I just had fun with it and put paint in my hand, flicking it, squeezing it out in sharp ribbons, smudging it in with my fingers.

All together, this piece took about 40-50 minutes live. Fun times.

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