Day Sixty Four: Painting 14 done

I am experimenting lately. It's been a lot of fun. I ordered some canvas in the mail and I'm waiting for it to arrive, so in the mean time I've been painting on wood. Its really a lot of fun. The last two paintings I did (the car with the headlights and the female figure on white) were also on wood and I'm starting to like the texture. Still, a piece of wood that wasn't the bastard child of fiberboard and plywood, found in the "unwanted" pile of junk in the back of home depot might be even better. Next time I'll go all out and buy something with a grain that doesn't resemble TV snow.
I'm really obsessed with the way that water reflects and refracts light, and how water and glass together do that tenfold. What is the best way to experience the two, I thought? How about looking out through a windshield on a rainy day? This explains this next painting I did, which *may* appear abstract, but it is quite realistic if you have ever been driving in the wee hours of the morning and seen headlights approaching you. Can you see it? I kind of love the color in this painting. I want to experiment more with this kind of thing for fun.
Call it serendipity, but Tom and I settled down with a disgustingly wonderful pizza and watched "K PAX", starring Kevin Spacey. You've probably have never seen it, and if you have, you probably don't remember it. It was probably the third time I've watched it and it felt like the first, but that might have more to do with inhaling toxic solvents all day and less with the script. So, it was about this alien creature who travels to earth via a beam of light and visits for a while in the strange human form of Kevin Spacey. The story was cool, but what left me in complete wonder was the way it was shot. Lots of refracted light, out of focus backgrounds, smeary colors everywhere. I saw all these amazing captivating images and what made me mad was I know that probably seventy percent of the people who saw K PAX probably didn't even notice. I know I didn't. Or maybe I did, and I just can't remember.

Tomorrow I'll move on to painting fifteen. In all honesty, I already painted something that maybe be called (awesome) eventually, but I've been fighting with bleeding sharpies all day. Literally bleeding through everything...oil paint, polyurethane, molten rock, kryptonite, you name it. Tomorrow I plan on defeating it.