Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Abby and the Chewed-Up Tennis Ball

14.5" x 16" oil on masonite

OK, here's one that I like a lot:  A recent commission was to capture Abby the (Golden/Lab cross) for the client's husband's birthday.  S. is coming into town Thursday to pick it up, and I'm really excited to hand it off to her.  As per usual, I waited until I had just enough time to complete the painting, let the oil and varnish dry before delivery, but that's just how I roll.  I like to work with a bit of anxiety nipping at my heels.  It lets me know I'm alive, and it makes the little decisions more crucial, and I think it makes me a better painter, when I'm under the gun, and I have to perform, and the painting must get done this long weekend or I'll ruin somebody's birthday.  Anyhow, here's what I like about this painting: Again, a lot of color to describe a light dog, and a really wicked tennis ball.  The expression on Abby's face asks to play ball in any language on Earth, and I really worked the reflective, glistening quality of her eyes, and the little bits of light falling on the deck in the background.  This commission is for a Gulf Island home, and I know it's going to be just stunning with some dedicated lighting and some appropriately scaled wallspace.