Showing posts with label Elsa's work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elsa's work. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Photography Show and Commissioned Artwork




Back in 2008, I had the privilege of participating in a photography show in downtown Rochester. It was held at Image City Gallery and I was thrilled to receive a sweet review by Peter Marr. Some images from the show can be found here on my Photography page, along with a few other art photos created during that time. The page holds just a sampling of work I've done since learning how to manipulate images with the use of Photoshop, an Adobe product that has proven so useful for layering, texturing, etc... There are many photo manipulation tools out on the market today but this is the one I'm most familiar with since studying graphic design in 2004. 

I often take portrait shots for friends and family and have created special art pieces from what we sometimes consider ordinary pictures, like the one of the Dandelion Kiss above. If you are ever interested in having a special art piece created, please feel free to ask. Last year I took on a cd cover project for a storyteller. His wife had passed away from cancer when his children were still very young and he wanted a special angelic-type image made to feature the story about his wife's life and death. He provided me with the images and I used my skills in photoshop to create this cover. It took a combination of layering techniques, painting and image enhancement to produce these results.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Upcoming Mosaic Workshop for Adults

 Landscape mosaic before it was fired...



Mosaic after firing in the kiln with the addition of a patina finish applied with glass paints.


Here's a sample of what we'll be making at the February 2 workshop. If you are interested in attending, please contact me at elsak.studios@gmail.com. Also, check the Workshops tab above for specific information on times and class fees.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Lessons in Transparency

When my family and I were visiting my parents in Kentucky over Christmas break, I found this painting sitting on a dresser in their home. My sister said "Oh yeah, I found that in storage the other day and brought it out so we could look at it again." I'd forgotten completely about it. Painted while I was taking my first oil class, I recall how much I struggled with the reflections and the transparent nature of the bottles. However, when it was complete, I was so thankful that we'd had the exercise. My professor, Cliff Davis, encouraged me to continue the study of transparent glass when I took an independant study the following semester. I recall being so eager to begin again but was very disappointed when summer was over and my inspiration had completely evaporated. I would go and sit in my studio space and stare at the blank canvases. It's hard for me to remember now just what the personal struggle was at that time but honestly I felt paralyzed to move forward. Prof Davis would say "Just paint what you see. Stop trying to make all of your art about something. You don't have to be inspired." I wish I had believed him at the time. The brush in my hands felt so heavy. Everything felt heavy as I sat, trying to look through glass as clear as day but clouded by the tempest within my heart and mind.

I'm so very thankful to have this painting safely preserved almost 18 years later. I gave all of the other paintings away or threw them out. Perhaps there are actually a few more left somewhere in my parent's attic. Quite truthfully and sadly, I disposed of much of the work I did in college. Please make sure you tell students you know to keep their work for future reference. Even if you're sick of it then and feel like you need a fresh outlook on creativity, go hide it all in your parents' or siblings' closets. Some day you'll value what you find and maybe even discover that what you learned during those days was worth the unpaid college debt of today. Maybe. Regardless, it makes me want to try my hand at oil painting again. It's been too long... Thank you, Professor Davis. Wherever you are, you were right.