|Here is a painting that I did in my spare time several years ago. I did a bunch of things like this while I was still working full time. "Purple in Green Field" 16 x 20, Watercolor. 2010|
I was permitted to draw and paint at my day job the last few months that I was there. I cranked out a bunch of these little charcoals, using photos of docents at Colonial Williamsburg. "Rebecca in the Sun" 8 x 10 Charcoal. Fall, 2013
|Here is one of my angels. I believe very much that we are all surrounded by our passed family and spirit guides. Mine have been smacking me upside the head lately. "Bubbles" charcoal on vellum over grey paper, 12 x 16. Fall, 2013|
|Here I am doing demos from photos at 2nd Sunday. People love to stop and watch me draw.|
|My tent with my husband's home made display. Spring 2014|
Why did it take so long you ask? I did have some bad experiences over the years, but mostly it was because I came to define myself as an art robot. I was not a real Artist. A friend who has been in the street quick sketch industry since the 70s, and who is also very gifted artist who has low art-esteem, describes himself this way. He is not an artist, he is an art whore. Isn't that horrible? That is how I felt though. I sort of felt like Julia Roberts in that movie, "Pretty Woman", before she met Richard Gere. My art-esteem was cheap, money driven and invisible. So, you know what I did? You wont believe this but I quit quick sketching too! If I was going to win, I had to quit the bad thought processes and everything causing them. Yep, 30 years of supporting myself as a street artist in amusement parks, hotels and resorts and I just walked away. I am done. I am not judging my many friends who still sketch, but for me it was sucking something vital out of me and I was ready to move on.
|My pastels started to get more vibrant as time went on. I did this portrait of my brother Stephen Christoff last winter. Someone actually bought it! wow, shocked me! "Balladeer" 16 x 20, Pastel. November 2013|
It must appear to viewers that my work is all over the place and unfocused because in the past 9 months that I have been showing I have been learning so quickly. Most artists do not jump so fast from one style to another, that is professional suicide, but I was doing just that because I seemed to have eaten that little vial on the table that made Alice in wonderland grow grow grow. First I hung my watercolors and oil still life. Then I figured I should paint what I love, so did charcoal images of colonial people, since I love our local history, and also of angels, since I have a few great friends hanging around up there in the spirit world. One day I realized that I should pick one medium instead of being all over the place, so I choose pastel. Everything seemed to burst into full color. Pow! Then, I somehow morphed into doing primarily animals. Makes sense, I have been a pet portrait artist all of my adult life and I love animals, why not?
|I have started using sanded pastel paper with a rubbing alcohol under painting. This little guy made it into a juried show in Richmond! "Roost" 8 x 10, pastel July 2014|
Now, I have a big art trailer, a brand new tent, a professional display and a studio that seems to be shrinking. Well, that's enough rambling for today, its time to go paint. Thanks Rita for your constant encouragement and help. I will try my hardest to post daily, even if it is really short.
|My newest display. 2nd Sunday Art Fest, July 2014|