oily

I love oils. They blend like butter. They stay juicy and workable much longer than acrylics. They shine on the wall.
But, my friends, oils are nasty. The chemicals involved, the smell, and the mess are a major turn-off for me. A class at the JC pretty much contained all the work I've ever done with oils. This one was a 'master' copy. My choice was Mondrian's 'Ginger Pot'. Mondrian did those paintings that everyone knows... all black lines and geometry and squares of bright primary colors. He did a lot of other stuff before that, including still-lifes that were increasingly abstracted.


This was a massive challenge for me. It never felt finished, but as the years pass... I don't mind it so much.