A bit of flowers

I finished the floral skirt and T-shirt finally! And it seems that the young fairy is satisfied with the result, hooray! I was quite nervous before the package was delivered to her and before I received the feedback. So, here is the result!

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Unfortunately, combination of a bad light, old camera and shaking hands doesn’t give a very sharp picture. That’s why I put the T-shirt painting under scanner to get more details. Painting effort is visible, hopefully the improvement comes with practice 🙂

Actually I have a dilemma. My first two floral attempts on fabric were more realistic, then I gave my painting more freedom. So far, I can’t decide which way is more mine. I don’t have enough distance for such a decision yet.  Of course, I need more practice, but your opinion from outside could help.

IMG_20200718_022607_600x836My very first attempt was a birthday gift for my long-term friend. Tulips were a clear choice from the beginning. I made a ton of sketches in watercolor, but when I actually painted the T-shirt, I was so nervous, that the result is a bit cramped. Plus it was the first experience with the special fabric paints, which behaved absolutely differently from watercolor. Knowing all the obstacles, I wouldn’t call it bad, but what you say? My friend is not the type openly excited, her feedback didn’t say much.

_20200718_160406The second attempt brought me more joy – when painting and reading feedback from the recipient. I had a happy accident when the brush full of red paint fell on the white surface of the T-shirt on a completely inappropriate place. And that’s why I decided to paint the grass below poppies. Lucky decision, isn’t it? 🙂

_20200718_155625The third floral attempt needed to be more abstract, perhaps because of the cold spectrum called for use. I had a little doubt, but the young lady was satisfied. It fits to her, doesn’t it?

Last, but not least was the daisy set of skirt and T-shirt as above. After that, I got into lack of white paint, the canvas of the skirt was extremely thirsty. And before the new paint arrives, I could think of a new floral project. To be honest, I already have the background. I sewed two black T-shirts on top of each other and got a long summer dress, perfect for painting. I started thinking about tropical flowers, but I’m not sure yet. What do you think?

Beginner’s uncertainty can be annoying, I know and I’m sorry.  But I quickly jumped into unknown waters, so I appreciate navigation of experienced lifeguards. Thanks!

Love, Ivana

Leaves mania

Recently, I’ve been practicing how to paint leaves, spending many hours and several nights doing so. To catch the routine, I endlessly shifted from the light touch of the tip of brush to a wide stroke and smoothly back.

It took me a while to get beautiful delicate leaves of natural shapes and colors in transparent layers. Then I was so excited, that I would like to show the result on the street 🙂

A mixture of joy and pride make me think if it could be arranged somehow. YES! I could paint leaves on a T-shirt! Who cares that working with watercolor is not the same as working with paints for fabric! The idea was there and I wanted to make it happen immediately.

The colors arrived before T-shirts, so my impatience made me paint some panties first. Good practice that stimulated my eagerness 🙂

Finally I painted a few T-shirts with the same motif in different variations of colors. Fortunately I have friends to help me wearing them 🙂

Next time I will be challenged by flowers, because a young lady surprisingly asked me to paint a T-shirt plus a summer skirt for her as a set. She looks like a dancing fairy, so flowers are a must. Hopefully I won’t disappoint her confidence in my beginner skills, but I’m already looking forward to the painting that will be seen in the gallery of life.

So far, here is a picture of some T-shirts and panties with painted leaves, taken by my shaking hands.

Love, Ivana

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Painted by Pebeo Setacolor that are more challenging to mix than watercolor 🙂

Mixing green

Actually, I don’t have any green in my palette, so mixing green is a must. Especially if you love to paint natural motives like I do. Getting the right hue of green then becomes an exciting challenge.

Before I touched watercolors, I had a clear idea. Green? Nothing complicated, just mix yellow and blue, and done! Ha, ha, it didn’t work so easily when came to practice.

My inner researcher brought me to play with options and create swatches of various mixed green. Finaly I was surprised how many of them I’ve got.

From inside of my limited palette I used following colors (White nights brand):

Yellow (PY154)

Cadmium Lemon (PY35)

Ultramarine (PB29)

Azure Blue (PB15:3, PG7)

Yellow Ochre (PY43, PY154)

Umber (PY43, PBr7, PBk7)

Ivory Black (PR102, PBk7)

OK, I have found something about pigments too. My inner researcher never sleeps 🙂 And yes, next time I will order colors with this in mind. But now, I work with what I have.

What do you think about the range of greens?

I love mixing yellow with the azure blue in both, light and dark values. Using ultramarine brings more olive tones, which is not bad as well, and to be honest, maybe more natural. But I still love the vibrant mix of the azure blue 🙂

Out of my expectation is the mix of azure blue with black. Such beautiful smoky blue-green! And useful as well. This one is highly placed on my preferences too.

How about you? How do you mix green if you do it? Any tips for a beginner like me? I would appreciate comments, sharing experience and a good advice.

Stay happy and creative!

Love, Ivana

Water brush yes or no?

Before I begun to play with watercolor painting 3 months ago, I spent a huge amount of time looking for the right supply. Not really cheap and questionable quality, it would increase my respect or fear of the wet technique. But not really expensive, because I didn’t know if or how long I would stay with watercolor. Finally I decided for the White nights of 12, and two round brushes 6 and 12.

However, I was fascinated by the possibilities that the market offers. Possibilities I couldn’t even imagine until I saw them! Because I wasn’t interested in brushes and paints before, I suddenly felt like Alice behind the mirror. So many temptations struggled with my fear. But you already know what won 🙂

Among all those miracles, I also met a water brush. It caught my curiosity, but I didn’t felt like I must to have it.

Then, it started to warm up outside, and I thought about painting in the fresh air. Not that I planned to paint landscapes! I rather liked the idea of sitting outside somewhere in the shade of a big tree and putting my fantasies or exercises on paper in the middle of green.

Trying to connect dream with reality, I was bothered by the idea of two water glasses there and operating with them. So I came back to the water brush.

And you know what? I love it! I didn’t expect it, but it’s true. The water brush met my expectation of painting in the shade of trees, but there is much more.

Due to the water tank, the brush body is more robust and fits better in my oversized hand. I may also have a fine motor skills disorder, but this brush gives me a feel of control over what I paint. Finally!

I love to hold my water brush not because of the water it contains, but because of the amount of material I can lean on. In fact, I still use a small glass of water even outside. It doesn’t get dirty so quickly, so the water brush saves paint consumption as a result, which is another benefit.

For painting of a large area I can still use a common brush, because a bigger size of brush brings a thicker holder.

Someone once told me that I had the character of a researcher. But he didn’t tell me that I would use this skill even for choosing painting supplies. I’m not easy for life 🙂

The painting above is made by water brush in the middle of beautiful old park nearby. Just exercise how to paint strawberries, the first attempt.

Hope you’ve had some nice excitement too, regardless the corona status.

Love, Ivana

I love rhubarb!

The same story repeats every spring, my body requires rhubarb. I’m starving for it and I just have to have it. Sometimes is difficult to get it, but the sweeter is the victory.

No matter which recipe I use for the cake, sour rhubarb inside will satisfy all requirements.

In case I need to use rhubarb economically, then I add it in small pieces to the morning oatmeal. Of course, I don’t eat it raw, it would be too strong even for such admirer like me.

Once my annual need is saturated, I no longer need to know about rhubarb until next spring, when my obsession will reappear with regular certainty.

My watercolor painting is reminiscent of my love to rhubarb and cakes from it.

Enjoy both!

Love, Ivana

Bubbles

Washing hands made me think about bubbles. Zero weight bubbles have the ability to bring us help in many forms.

I remember how we enjoyed creating bubbles through a straw from a cup of water with a drop of detergent that mom gave us to keep calm for washing dishes. It means she played with bubbles in her adult way, while we children admired the flying balls, reflecting all the colors of the rainbow. And of course, we tried to catch them. I can still hear our laugh in the garden.

Bubbles in the bath are also great. They create a light and even aromatic cushion into which you can bury your head and body, and there are still plenty of bubbles left to play if you want. You can enjoy it in various moods as a child, lonely or relaxing adult, or even in groups of two or more.

Remaining with literal meaning of bubbles, there is their enormous value in washing and cleaning disciplines of all kinds. Anyone who has ever tried to wash or clean anything with and without bubbles knows the truth about the difference.

But we also make no detergent bubbles. How often have you heard the sentence “Close yourself into a bubble to feel safe”? So we follow the trend. Keeping our inner self safe among billions people, we live in bubbles, losing real contact with real others.

Today’s paradox is that our mandatory isolation has helped a number of bubbles burst. As if the face mask replaced the bubble and people discovered what had not been seen before.

The Covid-19 virus is also kind of bubble inside a pandemic bubble, and works against us as well as for us.

It’s up to each of us which bubbles to choose and how to deal with them. Personally, I’m going to find a straw and return to the bubbles of childhood, to the bubbles full of rainbow.

Enjoy bubbles and share which bubbles you love or prefer, thanks!

Hug and love,  Ivana

Regarding watercolor painting, I was so focused on the bubbles that I thought about the rest only after I painted them. That’s why the dark background painted later made me crazy and additionally stole the original lightness and round shape of the bubbles. Now, they look more like snowballs than bubbles. But one learns through mistakes, right?

Being a stranger

Do you ever think you don’t understand anything as if you’re on the planet for the first day? People seem to speak a weird language and want bizarre things, even from you!

Then I’m back in the little girl’s shoes, clueless and naive, pure blond and pink.

Because of the virus, we don’t live in standard circumstances, it is clear enough. But what some can make up to take advantage at the expense of the others, it took my breath away. In various forms, they grow like mushrooms after rain, considering themselves clever and others as fools.

Remaining a fool, I seek my balance in nature, where wisdom is still stable, hopefully.

Warm greetings to all who are still human and do not become hyenas.

Hug and love,

Ivana

P.S. Regarding my beginner’s watercolor painting, I’ve got a good advice today – less effort could bring a better result. I’ll try to implement it next time 🙂

Coffee

I stopped drinking coffee more than 15 months ago, but I still dream about it. I still feel its tempting scent and still imagine its full and bitter taste. If you ask what is black hell and great heaven at the same time, my clear answer is coffee!

To feed my watercolor practice while satisfying the virtual coffee addiction, I tried to paint it. Staying home due to the virus becomes more bearable.

Hope you are doing well. Happy Holidays!
Love, Ivana

Paralyzed by COVID impact

The whole world is paralyzed by the new coronavirus. People dying, economy collapsing. Science and research are seeking a vaccine, testing existing drugs, including experimental ones. The governments are doing the same. No one knows the recipe, but it could be a mistake not to try.

In my country has been declared emergency state. Schools, restaurants, sports facilities, most shops and services are closed. We are obliged to wear facial mask of any kind, groups of more than two people are prohibited, except the family. It’s strictly recommended to go only to work – if you still have one, and then stay at home. What else? Watch TV full of depressing news, empty interviews and other restrictions?

No, that’s not entirely true. You can see a lot of positive things as well. Nameless heroes among medical and rescue staff, food and drugs suppliers, who face the risk of infection every hour, every day. There’s also admirable army of volunteers. Thousands of people sew facial masks for themselves as well as for medical professionals. Many help in many different ways. Innovators convert diving masks to respirators or print them on 3D printers. Others develop effective protection based on nanofibers.

I’m grateful to see and feel so much humanity and good hearts. It brings me the hope to overcome the impact of the new coronavirus and enter a new yet unknown era.

Take care of yourself and your family, stay healthy.

Love, Ivana

P.S. Forced to spend a lot of time at home, I finally decided to face my fear of wet techniques. The image above belongs to my very first attempts in watercolor. It looks like painted by a schoolchild and that’s how I really felt. Please be benevolent, I keep trying.

Always watched

Recently I felt lonely, so I was looking for relaxation in drawing. Putting confidence into my intuition and the ally of colored pencils, I was curious about the outcome.

And voila! Soon it became clear that I was drawing an eye. Why? I didn’t care at that time. I just kept drawing and stopped feeling lonely. Something new was being born and it gave me company.

As the drawing grew more and more precise, the more relaxed I felt. As if the eye knew all my pain and sadness, as if it contained all understanding and wisdom.

Although the drawing isn’t proportionally perfect, it has become my beloved friend and supporter in difficult times. Although my human friends call it sad, stressed or even chaotic, I still love it.

Hope you’d feel some impact as well. Double hope it’s positive!
Love, Ivana