My First Painting Project

For an exhibition next summer I decided to try a combination of my father’s and my work. He photographs while I paint. Ideas and possibilities are endless. Here is a description of the first attempt to combine the works. Idea comes from my painting teacher Michi Graessli.

Taking a printout of a picture of my father on matte slightly powderish photo paper, I used spray-on glue to stick the picture to a hard fiber plate, and tried to paint on it with oil colors.

Due to the powdery surface on the photo paper it soaked the paint up like a dry desert ground. Using a little retouching varnish it went better, but still is a lot trickier than canvas.

Finally I’d say it looks a bit “disconnected”. Idea for my next try is to use a color picture, which would leave me the possibility to only paint parts of the body to sort of highlight (or lowlight … depending on the final effect between photography and paint) certain areas. I’m also wondering about trying different photographic filters and effect, that I can either try to simulate with paint.

Honestly I’m quite excited! If I manage to stick to it, there might be some interesting output.

The Weekend in Oviedo

The name Woody Allen is immediately connected to a movie I saw in my later childhood. A movie I maybe shouldn’t have seen at that age which left me seriously pondering if sex was actually a good idea to begin with: Everything You Always Wanted To Know About Sex, But Where Afraid To Ask. Funnily enough I’ve never seen the movie again since. So maybe I should give it another try to see if my memories are correct.

Reading through Woody’s filmography, I actually haven’t seen much of his work. Saw Scoop and Match Point. Both left me somewhat irritated. Cassandra’s Dream is still on my wanting to see list.

So I went to see Vicky Cristina Barcelona with mixed feelings. Simply hoped that the cast is powerful enough to at least keep me entertained. And I was right. Reading through the comments on Wikipedia someone quoted the movie as “a witty and ambiguous movie that’s simultaneously intoxicating and suffused with sadness and doubt”. That exactly hits the point. The story is simply told, but powerful and truthfully put into the lively and sexy surroundings of a sunny Barcelona.