Showing posts with label New York. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York. Show all posts

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Sketch a Sketch


I am in the process of re-writing my instruction  manual on sketching and am letting everyone know that I am ready for drawing classes...before you shout, "About time you took drawing lessons," this is to let you know that I will be teaching the craft.

Over the years, I've come up with a fool-proof way to teach people how to draw.  Even the most die-hard resistor, "You can't teach me to draw," came away surprised that they had a drawing in their hands that they had completed.  True story!  One student fought me tooth and nail during each class session, but once she gave into the idea of listening, it all came together.  I didn't buy it from her, but it was so good that she wanted to take it right home and put it on her
refrigerator!

Just like some other folks, I spent many childhood years wanting to draw and paint. Hours were spent on the floor of our second floor apartment studying under the watchful eye of Jon Gnagy.  Or it should be said, laying on the floor in front of the television, watching Gnagy’s art instruction shows, drawing along with him.  Here's a clip from one of his classes:

http://youtu.be/7YIRcQVkTOw 

When Jon wasn't around to provide "private" instruction, I would spend time copying all sorts of shapes, and dogs and horses, over and over out of the Gnagy drawing lesson books...I had a whole drawing set of his at one time! 
 
Following up on my desire to take art classes in high school, and perhaps from someone in person (as Gnagy was off the air by then and the books had worn out), I asked about taking art classes.  The guidance counselors directed me away from that passion, with the statement that "there isn't room in your schedule, as you need Math, English and Science courses for college.”

When I got to college, someone at the college admissions office said, "You only have Math, English and Science classes.  You need liberal arts courses!" I'm still confused.

At that time, there were two “arts” classes to pick from, "Introduction to Spanish and Spanish Culture" or "Introduction to Oil Painting."

Painting won out.  Not that I had anything against Spanish and Spanish Culture but, after studying French for seven years, I thought I had spent enough time on learning a language that no one else around me spoke.  I will wait for a moment while someone points out the merit of having thought twice about the Spanish classes!

Back at the community college, I spent several years studying with Guy Corriero, a fine oil painter and instructor, and now an AWS (American Watercolor Society) member.  A prolific artist, Corriero's works have been described as "the most colorful impressionistic watercolors anywhere."  You can see his link here on my blog page...he continues to paint many wonderful things.  I heard recently that he painted his kitchen!

Under Guy's tutelage, I learned the techniques of sketching, drawing, oil painting, watercolor painting, critique in studio, not crying when he asked you what your subject matter was, and the joys of painting plein air. 

Monhegan Island, Maine
The think about sketching is that you can do it indoors or out...Monhegan Island is a favorite art retreat for me and the groups that Guy Corriero led there over 25 years. Instruction on the island focused on seascapes, the life of a sea village and, as Guy would walk all over the island to give individual instruction to the students, learning how to let him know where you were so that he didn't run around the island all day long looking for you.

I've also painted plein air in Lyon, France, where I bought my first box of oil paints, while also studying French language, history and culture, and have painted in the Hudson Valley and upstate New York, and in Massachusetts and other areas of Maine.

I do favor the impressionistic style of painting and am fairly adept at the skills that watercolor requires. Other studies of mine included studio classes with Sylvia Springer, a fine upstate still life and portrait artist; Lee Parks, watercolorist and instructor with the Hurleyville Artist Association; James Ziegler, classically trained oil artist; several local classes in pastel, and figure drawing with School of Woodstock instructor Jon deMartin.

I've provided art instruction to individuals and groups, including art programs at Mohonk Mountain House, during “Artists Inspiration” programs, and created a very successful program for 1st graders at Kerhonkson Elementary School in the 1990's that resulted in successful watercolor training for 7-year-old students.  Along with other artists, I contributed art work of my own to the school.  The program developed with First Grade teacher Barbara Cesaratto brought varied art forms to the lives of young children, created an 'art gallery' in that school's library and a full scale outdoor display made of tiles created by the students, among other projects.  I also produced a very successful class around Native American art processes, instructing those same groups of children on how to find materials in nature to make brushes and drawing implements and painting with natural substances, such as berries and plants extracts.

Starting my career with oils, I've had many successes with the medium regarding landscapes and seascapes.  I also studied watercolor and produce an annual series of "Fall Foliage" paintings focusing on individual leaves that has proved to be very popular.

My works have hung in the Omni Building in New York City and are in many private collections across the country, and I've participated in group art shows in the Mohawk Valley and Hudson Valley, and at Mohonk Mountain House, in New Paltz.

So, here's the point.  I'm about finished with the re-write of "The Values of Sketching" and will be using it as an instructional booklet for upcoming classes, for individuals or for groups.  I am also trying to figure out how to "teach" sketching on line, via my blog...stay tuned for developments there.

In the meantime, each drawing or painting really starts with a sketch...if you have an interest, contact me and somehow we'll figure out how I can get you sketching!

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Flat Stanley

We've had a visitor recently.  His name is Flat Stanley.

Our nephew asked us if he could come visit, as he's never been to this part of New York State.

Of course, we agreed and set off to show him the sights.

His first adventure was a visit to Mohonk Mountain House, in New Paltz, New York.  He got a ride there with our nephew's cousin, who works there.

You can check out Mohonk at their website, www.mohonk.com, but there's nothing like seeing the place up close and personal. 

Flat set right off to take in the views!  And, not one to stay put, Flat was all over the place in a flash.  He climbed to the top of a summerhouse, to look at the gardens from a high point.

Two stories up he could take in all of the plants that are preparing to flower for the season.

Flat was pretty brave going up there by himself...he could easily have been blown away, as it gets pretty windy up there on the mountain sometimes!


Flat spent most of the day hanging around the mountain house, and while there's lots of places to hike and walk, they have bicycles, horses, golf, tennis, swimming and more...but the best thing to do, and Flat was sure not to leave before he got to it, was taking a boat out on the lake.

Here's a picture of Flat rowing his way across Lake Mohonk.  He was even doing it without paddles, which is pretty good.

Most people have to row and row, but not Flat.  He was able to sail from one end to the other, without any oars at all!

Before he left Mohonk, Flat was sure to check out the maze.

Here, you can go round and round and round, and almost get lost, but good thing for Flat, you end up at the beginning when you're done...whew!

Flat would have liked to have stayed at Mohonk, but he had to get back to our house so that he could go for a ride.

We were going flower shopping, to start getting plants for our gardens, and we were hoping that Flat could help us pick out some flats!  Figured with his name, he'd be an expert.

So, we jumped into the car.

We live near Accord, New York, and there are many greenhouses in our area....you can check out Accord, by reading what wikipedia has to say about it: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Accord,_New_York

Flat was in such a hurry, that when we went out to get into the car, he was all ready there...he couldn't wait to go to the greenhouses!

Flat didn't ride on the outside of the car, don't worry.   We buckled him in, seat belts of course, and set off.

The only thing was that it was raining a bit, but Flat didn't mind...he fits nicely between the raindrops.

The greenhouse we go to is only about 15 minutes from our house and they have lots of plants, flowers and vegetables, to pick from.

When we got there, Flat took off.

It took us a few minutes to find him, but there he was...we should have known...he laid down on the first flat he came across.

We figured he was tired from his travels, so we let him rest a bit

We went through all of the buildings there to see what was for sale this year.


There were marigolds, petunias, tomato plants, geraniums, chives, lettuce and more.

They had lots and lots of flats of plants, but we had the real Flat with us, and just when we thought we'd have to go looking for him...there he was.

Flat was all ready checking out what was going on in the greenhouses and was taking in the view from some hanging plants.

Flat was having a great time.

Even though it was raining outside, it was nice and warm and dry inside and we were able to shop for a while.

We ended up getting a whole flat of marigolds and then mixed up another flat with tomatoes, coleus and some small colorful plants whose name we can't remember.

We did end up buying some seed packets, pumpkins and cucumbers, and Flat will have to come back to see them when they start to grow.

We went outside to pay and when we were getting ready to go, we noticed that Flat wasn't with us.

Didn't take us long to see that Flat was tired.

There he was, taking a nap in the coleus.

Flat's visit to the Mountain House, the ride in the car, and the adventures in the greenhouses had tired him out!

We went back home for lunch.

While we had a sandwich, Flat said he wasn't real hungry, but did have some Wheat Thins and a couple of Thin Mints....hmmmm....maybe that's why Flat stays so thin?

If you're interested in your own Flat Stanley, or helping someone to get to know Flat, check them out at: http://flatterworld.com/about.php?nav=about