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Photography by C. Alexander
Nibbles
Showing posts with label My Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Art. Show all posts
Friday, May 21, 2010
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
The Jester according to Nancy Whishard
The JesterA different version of the same body paint "The Jester", that was Created some time ago...geez last year!!
This version was the artistic creation of Nancy Wishard, the softer side of the Wishard Team if you ask me.
The Fab Team for this Adventure was probably one of the most dynamic thus far. Nancy Wishard and her Amazing Photoshop Skillz, some wicked tea cups and a wardrobe to make any pro-stylist drool over!!! Elise is just one of the most Stunning Creatures on Earth, Amy Lynn is a talented and Fab Mua with an eye for detail and super steady hand, and John Wishard...John is John the owner of 2 Fubies and Uber Geek Extraordinaire!!!
Till the next one...
Nibbles
Thursday, December 17, 2009
The Jester by John
Another great day in the company of great people doing another fantastic piece of art.This body paint had my hamsters work really hard for their keep, by the end they were sweating...OK not sure if hamsters can sweat but you get my point....
The original idea was simple...black and pink. Barbie colors. The original canvas was divided into 2 base colors, my detail work would spread from one side the other and switch color from black to pink whether on the pink or black base...
My Curvy detail lines would give out a sensual womanly feel since my model was Elise, beautiful Tall, statuesque Elise. Elise that can make my art dance and come alive!
SIMPLE....until the pink would not, for the life of me, stick to the black...
Then everything went bad...my hamster started running and causing smoke to come out of my ears....John was frantically trying to appease the Vampire Hamster Gods by offering cigarettes, liquorice, Coca Cola, water or anything else withing his reach, Amy was diligently applying more paint in an even streak and covering up all the little spills that my frustrated hand was creating...Chaos was breaking loose in the Wishard Studio and no one could stop it!!!
Then the ever so calm Nancy says "why not just spay her?" ....
"WHAT????"
All the hamsters came to a complete halt and a piece a liquorice got stuck in my trough!
A tree fell in the forest and a planet died in the sky...but yes...that was it...why was I breaking my head and killing my hamster-subjects trying to archive something that was not possible with my current tools...and all along the solution was right there...
So with Nancy lightning strike and John spay bottle skills, AmyLynn Steady hand and Hair skills...the hamsters survived another day... and created ART!!!
Nibbles!
Friday, November 6, 2009
Black and Gold
Art…The Perfect Image…
What is the Perfect Image? How can it be achieved?
Well in my world where beauty and lights have a value of their own and The Perfect Image can be Priceless!! One needs to really sit down to do their homework!
There is a thin line between Great and Weird, Sexy and Trashy...Perfect and almost There...
Original done on hard canvas and acrylics.
What is the Perfect Image? How can it be achieved?
Well in my world where beauty and lights have a value of their own and The Perfect Image can be Priceless!! One needs to really sit down to do their homework!
There is a thin line between Great and Weird, Sexy and Trashy...Perfect and almost There...
Several factors are to be considered to achieve the Perfect image…
The photographer, the model, the stylist, and the honest and true conviction that this can be accomplished.
The photographer with his/her skill; from choosing a background, setting up the perfect light and mood, to the post drooling processing work.
The model and the knowledge of her/his own body and how to convey emotions and bring life into the image.
The Stylist, whether a Makeup Artist, Body Painter, Hair Stylist, Wardrobe Designer, their knowledge of their craft and ability to express it on the model. I believe they are the glue brings it all together; a good Stylist can make or Break a shoot.
A great Image is the sum of all its parts, of the team working together to achieve Perfection.
I had a few, I think, in my vain little world…but I plan to have more J
A few weeks ago I set up a photo shoot… with the goal to reproduce my paining of “doodle” on models… that will then be shown in a gallery.
So I set myself up with…the best photographer I could find/know/beg, a beautiful and expressive Model with the prefect body for my art...and no art I wanted to paint on her! I even had the photographer agree to play assistant for the base paint!!!
I paint and scribble all day and had nothing that was exiting enough to reproduce…until something hit me…some thing black and gold….and 45 minutes later on the night before the shoot I created my inspiration....
The photographer, the model, the stylist, and the honest and true conviction that this can be accomplished.
The photographer with his/her skill; from choosing a background, setting up the perfect light and mood, to the post drooling processing work.
The model and the knowledge of her/his own body and how to convey emotions and bring life into the image.
The Stylist, whether a Makeup Artist, Body Painter, Hair Stylist, Wardrobe Designer, their knowledge of their craft and ability to express it on the model. I believe they are the glue brings it all together; a good Stylist can make or Break a shoot.
A great Image is the sum of all its parts, of the team working together to achieve Perfection.
I had a few, I think, in my vain little world…but I plan to have more J
A few weeks ago I set up a photo shoot… with the goal to reproduce my paining of “doodle” on models… that will then be shown in a gallery.
So I set myself up with…the best photographer I could find/know/beg, a beautiful and expressive Model with the prefect body for my art...and no art I wanted to paint on her! I even had the photographer agree to play assistant for the base paint!!!
I paint and scribble all day and had nothing that was exiting enough to reproduce…until something hit me…some thing black and gold….and 45 minutes later on the night before the shoot I created my inspiration....
Original done on hard canvas and acrylics.
The Perfect Image!Photographer John Wishard
Model is the Beautiful Elise Rebekah
Body Paint and Art on Canvas By Your Truly
Body Paint Assistant John Wishard Makeup...I know he does it all!!!
Nibbles
Friday, October 23, 2009
Green and Yellow
There is time for "doodling"...and some more time for "doodling". Even since the decision (thanks to the hubby) was made that I was going to re-create my “doodles” on the body, I have been strategizing on how to achieve the best possible outcome!
Green and Yellow...
My second "from Canvas to Body" piece! ...and being only the second piece I did have a lot to learn… and so my list of “rules” continues…
This is the piece that solidified the belief that a controlled environment is necessary to really emphasize and appreciate the beauty of my body-paint…and the one where I learned that, for this particular project, a full nude model is preferred due to the post-processing work required to make the image look smooth and line-less…
Overall result…Wonderful, I loved every minute of it!
My team for this project was:
Larry Nixon ... photographer/friend/super patient person (...I can be a handful) and the cause of all the bunny pictures I have on my flikr!
Green and Yellow...
My second "from Canvas to Body" piece! ...and being only the second piece I did have a lot to learn… and so my list of “rules” continues…
This is the piece that solidified the belief that a controlled environment is necessary to really emphasize and appreciate the beauty of my body-paint…and the one where I learned that, for this particular project, a full nude model is preferred due to the post-processing work required to make the image look smooth and line-less…
Overall result…Wonderful, I loved every minute of it!
My team for this project was:
Larry Nixon ... photographer/friend/super patient person (...I can be a handful) and the cause of all the bunny pictures I have on my flikr!
AmyLynn ... Super Sweet and Super Talented Makeup Artist! She was not only super helpful with the base paint; she was the Genius behind the hair and face makeup (aside from the doodles)
And the Fabulous Audrey Vanessa ... the ultimate in professionalism and commitment! Vanessa had emergency appendicitis surgery a few days prior to the shoot!! And declined to reschedule since we planned this shoot over a month earlier! I have to say that I was truly impressed...and a bit scared...and a bit shocked! Vanessa rocked the shoot and gave us some amazing images!
Nibbles,
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Art...A part of Me
Art...What is it? How to define it? Can everyone have it, be it, and create it?
Is it a natural gift? Or something we learn, acquire with practice and training?
Art, I love Art...whatever that is. I do not know if I learned it in my one class in basic drawing in my junior year in High School, or in the 2 years of Art History… or if it has always been there. I know I was drawing before I could write, I know I was drawing because it made me feel good…but the most important part of all I know that my mother was a painter, not a big fancy Picasso like, not even the ones you see in galleries, she never showed in galleries, and her paintings where not hanging in fancy homes…there where just in my home....
I remember a room in a home far away so long ago..... a 2 story home in Yaoundé, Cameroon, a child room with a whole wall painted with a scene portraying Disney Aristocats...I remember my mother painting an extra kitten...since we she like to have everything in 4, since we were 4 children.
I can still see the kittens, and I was so small then...
I remember a room in a home where the closest city was 6 hours way, where the school house had children from the age of 6 to 12 all in one room. A room where I was “supposed” to nap every afternoon, but a room I would sneak out off every afternoon, and I remember the wall full of drawings of princesses and unicorns, doggies and families, trees and castles all hanging by push pins and tape…pictures made by me, my own private gallery.
I remember a room in a big country home in Italy where canvases were laying around and toys everywhere, a big play room for her 4 children where she could paint and watch them play…
At the age of 8 I picked up my first paint brush, and under her guidance I selected the colors, the brushes and the technique on how to hold a brush, how to switch form one color to another since my mother painted with oils. I painted a house... an ugly house with strange dark colors because no matter what I did, my brushes where never clean enough, and I kept dragging one color over another, and my hand was shaking so the house had the famous lean od the Tower of Pisa, but my mother said it was beautiful, and I believed her. My first paining hung on the wall of the game room along side her paintings.
I never stopped painting, I never will, might take a break since life has a habit of getting in the way, but I’ll never stop…I love Art because it makes me happy, it allows me to be free to express myself in ways words can’t compare, and at the same time to hide a part of me I do not want to world to see…
I love Art...for Art reminds me of her.
Is it a natural gift? Or something we learn, acquire with practice and training?
Art, I love Art...whatever that is. I do not know if I learned it in my one class in basic drawing in my junior year in High School, or in the 2 years of Art History… or if it has always been there. I know I was drawing before I could write, I know I was drawing because it made me feel good…but the most important part of all I know that my mother was a painter, not a big fancy Picasso like, not even the ones you see in galleries, she never showed in galleries, and her paintings where not hanging in fancy homes…there where just in my home....
I remember a room in a home far away so long ago..... a 2 story home in Yaoundé, Cameroon, a child room with a whole wall painted with a scene portraying Disney Aristocats...I remember my mother painting an extra kitten...since we she like to have everything in 4, since we were 4 children.
I can still see the kittens, and I was so small then...
I remember a room in a home where the closest city was 6 hours way, where the school house had children from the age of 6 to 12 all in one room. A room where I was “supposed” to nap every afternoon, but a room I would sneak out off every afternoon, and I remember the wall full of drawings of princesses and unicorns, doggies and families, trees and castles all hanging by push pins and tape…pictures made by me, my own private gallery.
I remember a room in a big country home in Italy where canvases were laying around and toys everywhere, a big play room for her 4 children where she could paint and watch them play…
At the age of 8 I picked up my first paint brush, and under her guidance I selected the colors, the brushes and the technique on how to hold a brush, how to switch form one color to another since my mother painted with oils. I painted a house... an ugly house with strange dark colors because no matter what I did, my brushes where never clean enough, and I kept dragging one color over another, and my hand was shaking so the house had the famous lean od the Tower of Pisa, but my mother said it was beautiful, and I believed her. My first paining hung on the wall of the game room along side her paintings.
I never stopped painting, I never will, might take a break since life has a habit of getting in the way, but I’ll never stop…I love Art because it makes me happy, it allows me to be free to express myself in ways words can’t compare, and at the same time to hide a part of me I do not want to world to see…
I love Art...for Art reminds me of her.
Till the next timeNibbles
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