LIVE PAINTING

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Painting is usually a solitary act. The artist sits in front of a blank canvas and over time pulls an image out of their minds to recreate it on the canvas. Hopefully my website will help give people who come across it an insight to the process of my work. I am not one to explain my color choices or brush strokes while I am painting. 

That’s like walking up to a pianist while they are playing and asking them a ton a questions. That breaks the mood for me and I honestly don’t want you to know, just watch and wait until its done then decide what it is that you see. 

I do inform people not to stand too close to me while I am painting, otherwise they may get paint splashed on them in the “live area”. At the time of this writing (12.18.2019) I have never been to or instructed one of those paint and drink sessions. One, I don’t paint drunk or do anything drunk and I find that a distracting element and I want people to focus on the work, not me.

Two, though I like the concept of introducing painting to the public, 

I do not favor everyone painting the image the same way as the instructor. I would rather see each person’s own interpretation of the object. If there are groups that do allow everyone to paint as they see it, then I would be interested instructing at those events. Maybe I will start my own painting sessions one day down the line.
 

Havana Martini Club:
My friend and fellow Artist Contemporary Cedric Michael Cox, commissioned me to do a live painting that would then be silent auctioned off to someone at the event. That day was an interesting one…

First, as I was packing up my supplies I noticed an odd smell on my paints. Turned out that my cat Panther had peed in the box with my paints. I was livid! I hate the smell of cat pee. It was driving me crazy and I didn’t have the time to buy a new set of paints. 

Second, it started to pour down raining outside and I had to walk 6 blocks to the location. Nate was hanging with me, so we walked down to the Historic Carew Tower where the Havana Martini club was located.

When painting, I usually have large plastic sheets on the walls and the floor to protect them from paint splashes. The Blue was painted at home to speed up the process once I was at the club. I had met the person who won the painting and we even worked for the same company 4 years later, but I have forgotten her name over time.