Tuesday, February 3, 2009


I am so a clumsy person. You could ask my husband Clay - he'd tell you that my headstone will read "Way to go, Grace." Or "And now, for your next trick..." Or "Look out, there's a wall there." Or some equally snide comment. So, of course, my clumsiness rears its clumsy little head in my studio all the time.

This Never Ever, though, is basically a redux (except for the broken nose part) of Never Ever #7 - which I took to heart clearly ignored.

Forthwith, here's a Murphy's Law #8 - NEVER EVER attempt to move your easel without first unlocking the wheels. If it's locked, it will skitter across the floor, shaking violently, and if your painting isn't clamped in with that little clampy thingie at the top, it's gonna fall.

Face down.

p.s. Anyone have a good tip for removing dirt from a very tacky paint surface without disturbing the underlying paint (and ruining hours of hard work in the process)?

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  1. I have no tip for that, I wish I did, and I am very sorry to read that happened. You could always call it mixed media. (wink) I am very much like the Three Stoges with my easel.

  2. I just wish to add that this is a very lovely blog in generosity, humor, talent and good spirit.

  3. Aw no! Say it ain't so! Well, here's the thing: paintings (like people) always fall butter side down. I let a painting dry with the fuzz on it, thinkint it would be better to brush away the ick after it dried, because then I would not disturb the paint.

    Bad idea. what I should have done was grab my tweezers and remove every crumb, dust mote, and pug hair while the paint was wet, then plan on another layer to make sure the edges and light effects were right.

    TSL - thanks!

  4. BTW, how did you get the easel across the floor? Wasn't the resistance a clue? Are you the Hulk?

  5. Pug hair - no such thing! That would be pug HAIRS. We had a dear pug named Booger, who is now in pug heaven. I don't miss his voluminous shedding, but do miss his sweet personality.

  6. You can always say that you were going for a textured surface look kind of thing :)

    (I agree about the 'Get it off as soon as you can'-comment)

  7. I wish I'd read the "get them off as soon as you can" responses before the paint dried.


  8. Sorry the only thing to do is to use your palette knife and gently scrap the dirt off. I've done what you did, more than once so don't feel bad. I have also done this while painting outside, the painting was covered in dirt and mud.

    Just scrap and repaint what ever you need to.

    It's amazing how tough oil paintings are in some ways.

    The funniest sods law story I have ever heard was from a friend of mine who was out landscape painting one fine afternoon in Vermont.

    He was painting in a far end of a cow pasture when he suddenly noticed that there was a bull coming towards him at a pretty good clip.
    In fact it was charging him.

    He had to run and take refuge up a tree as the bull was faster then him and pretty serious about my friends infringement on his heard of cows. Needless to say the bull quickly tired of head butting the tree trunk in an effort of dislodging the artist. Frustrated by these turn of events the bull then turned his sites on the tree bound painter's easel. Of course the results of this encounter were not favorable for the easel which even though it had three legs it was not fast enough to escape the bull.

    After the bull finished off the easel he stood around for awhile as by now the cows had come over to see what all the fuss was. The bull, no doubt happy with his conquest of the day trotted off with a few of his heard for his reward. The painter, now safe in his tree top fort waited until the bull was out of site to come down. While he was waiting he was had to have the added humility of watching the cows lick his painting clean as well as his palette.
    The result was the cows now had, blue, phthalo green and cad yellow snouts. After about twenty minutes or so he thought it safe enough to get down out of the tree. He quickly gathered all evidence of his trespass and made for the nearest bar to calm his nerves as well as to curse the bovine art critics.