More paint!

Paint in a closet?

The last thing an artist wants to do is throw his or her painting into a closet. Well, I guess I can't overgeneralize. When I say artist I mean me. It kills me to think that thirty or forty hours of work can sit, collect dust, and take up space behind a closed door. Art, at least this art project, is meant to be seen.

As I'm sitting, chewing on some spinach during my lunch break, I consider what to do with my Even Me paintings as I finish one after the other. I am about 1/3 of the way done with two faces, John and Glory. Will where they go when they're finished? Will they sit in a storage unit? Or, I guess they could take up space in my apartment while I start new faces. 

Having said that, those two options don't sound too appealing. So, here's a thought. Originally, I wanted to wait to show all 24 Even Me faces together, which would probably be sometime in 2014. And, I'm still going to do that, but until then, I want to show one or two paintings at a time for a few reasons:

1. If I have real-life (not just in my head) deadlines, I will be more motivated to paint.

2. Showing a couple paintings here and there will help familiarize communities of the final 20 x 30 ft installation, which could ultimately open up more opportunities in the future. 

3. I could escape my worst fear: paintings in a closet. 

So. There you have it. If you're in contact with any galleries, coffee shops, boutiques, museums, airports, or any space (even your house) that could hold a 4x4ft painting (or more), please email me at jennathorp@gmail.com. Maybe John and Glory can lead this journey!

Progress!

She Started Painting.

After all this talk, all the videos, all the blog entries, all the behind-the-scenes action, I doubted that the painting of Even Me would come to fruition. However, out of the six panels sitting, waiting in anticipation for the soft touch of a filbert paintbrush to gently stroke its surface, two of the panels met their destination. Let me explain:

Using yellow ochre for the base coat, I roughly sketched out the first Even Me face: Glory. She was one of my fireball students. She’s four years old (maybe five now). She wears red Mary Janes. And she is trouble.

I don’t have a specific order in which I’m painting the children. I want to say the order is random, but it’s hard to think anything can be completely random: our minds are very complex, and I believe everything has a pattern. 

Something must have influenced me to choose Glory as the pioneer. Thus, I’ve come up with a theory; I chose Glory’s face based on one thing: inspiration. While looking through my reference photographs, hers stood out to me. Her teeth are barely showing (no painter wants to start with teeth), the lighting is absolutely perfect, her face is tilted at just the right angle, and the most inspiring: although she was one of the youngest children, she is the boldest. Her boldness has infected me. She has inspired me.

Essentially, each face is a story of inspiration. Each child has experienced abandonment, loneliness, neglect, some starvation, others pneumonia. Now, they are all living, learning, growing, rising, and becoming. Their stories have and will continue to transform me. I will continue to capture their resistance to dark and perseverance to light. 

Back to surface talk: oils take time to dry. Instead of hopelessly blowing on wet paint, I set Glory aside and started panel number two: John. He is the oldest boy. He’s a leader. And his teeth are definitely showing. I’ve obviously gained confidence in the past day to start with teeth. But who wouldn’t gain confidence? I have two beautifully rough-looking, 4 x 4 ft paintings in my apartment, and I am more than pleased; I am ecstatic! I am genuinely thankful to my backers for supporting me because I have the funds to do exactly what I was made for.