I did something different this time. I wanted to go big! But painting on stretched canvas is delicate business. The bounce of the stretched fabric requires a light touch. When I want to get physical with paint, I paint on wood panel. It allows me to push, get a little rough with my mark-making, and use pressure with my scraping and scratching. But I have always liked the feel of canvas, the tooth of the threads, and the warmth of fabric. Maybe it goes back to my days of sewing and the feel of the fabric beneath my fingers. My mom and grandmother taught me to sew, so using fabric to make things has always been a part of my life.
So I found a solution: I pinned huge pieces of raw canvas straight on to the wall. I can push it all I want. I can be much more physical in the process of painting, which is even more important when working large because you really need to put your whole body into it. The scale demands it. It takes much more labour, movement and physical presence.
I put two huge pieces up last fall, and created two new paintings. The biggest I have ever taken on. After wrapping them, they ended up being 52 x 63 in. I started with one, but after a month of working on it, I was already hooked on the scale and this new ability to apply more pressure to the surface. The wall supported me. I put up the second piece of canvas. They mirrored each other. One ended up super light, the other dark and moody.
This photo shows both pinned on to the wall, with me in there to demonstrate scale (the before shot).
This shot shows them after they were wrapped on stretchers (the after shot). The dark one sold immediately. How is that for instant gratification? It is good encouragement for me. The light ones got a tonne of attention too. I am happy they resonated with so many people.
After I was able to clear all my other art work off the walls, I did this:
I am super excited to work on these new ones.