Today I lost my fountain pen that I use to write in my journal, so I went looking around my house and couldn't find it anywhere.  It's a very special pen for me because it was a gift from my Mom and it has my name engraved on it.  Have you ever lost something and it really seems to have vanished?  I've had this happen a few times and some things I never found again.  I had a sweatshirt from Chicago that I'm still searching for.
  So I was searching around my house and looked in a classic spot for lost items: under couch cushions.  I was fishing in the crack of the couch and my hand hit something metallic and I got excited for a second.  I grabbed it and realized it wasn't my pen, but a pocket knife that I had lost more than 5 years ago.  It was a pocket knife that my Dad had bought me from the hardware store and I used it to whittle when I was a kid.  I also used it throughout college and I even bought a replacement knife that reminded me of it after I lost the original.  It was something that I thought I'd never see again and to see it again was amazing.  I also found a quarter in my couch search.
 I was still bummed that I didn't find my pen so I kept searching.  I thought that it'll have to turn up eventually, but I'm not the type of person to stop looking...then it hit me like a bolt of lightning and I remembered where I had left it.  It was in the pocket of the pants I wear when I'm painting.  My search yielded two finds.
  Maybe there's some kind of metaphor in this, that we don't know what we'll find when we're searching for something.  You might find something completely unexpected.  When I lose something it's not so much that I care about the object, but the memories that go along with it  seem more fragile without the tangible object.
Losing something is worth the feeling of finding it, even if it takes a long time.

  Had a great day at Ramapo Reservation painting en plein air with Asem, Julian and Angel.  I'm making a mental note here to not bite off more than I can chew.  My expectations are high and I expect myself to create a great painting too quickly.  It takes time, concentration and can't be rushed.  it's like trying to finish a book in one sitting, it takes time and consistency.  Those are my thoughts for today, have a great Labor Day everyone.

  I've been experimenting with thick paint recently and decided to share some of my insight as I continue to explore what works for me.  This discussion applies to oil paint specifically.  I also think it's relevant to point out that this way of painting requires a lot of drawing practice to pull it off effectively.
  Two years ago, I took a trip to Spain and saw some works by Sorolla, Sargent and Velázquez which left me speechless.  How could I capture that same feeling in my own work?  That question rattled around my head ever since that trip.
  I was recently on an en plein air hike and did a painting that really turned out badly.  That bad painting sparked off a re-examination of my process that inspired this blog post.  So what was missing?  Or rather, what was I doing that I shouldn't have been doing?  The main thing I was doing was being timid about my paint application.  I was applying passages usually thinned to some degree with OMS.  So I was covering the canvas, but there was a lifelessness that resulted as the painting dried.
  This was also inspired by a recent webinar that I watched, hosted by George O'Hanlon from Natural Pigments.  George discussed the problems with solvents and their use in painting, which got me thinking about my process.
  I've realized:
1.  Painting doesn't really begin until the entire surface is covered
2.  Paint that's applied straight from the tube can be rubbed thinly without the need for OMS.
3.  Thick paint is where the magic happens
4.  If you're timid, then it won't work.  You need concentration, not fear.
  Below is this self portrait that I painted today, alla prima, in about 2 hours and you can see that some areas are more thinly applied (background and areas of the shirt), but this effect was achieved without OMS.  I don't much care for oil painting that has the watery appearance of solvents, oil paint should be sculptural and strongly applied.  
  As I said, this bolder approach requires a level of draughtsmanship to be successful.  For instance, I was working on this painting and noticed that the distances between the eyes, nose and mouth was slightly off.  I obliterated the mouth and nose and reestablished them at different distances.  I trust my eye and if something feels wrong, then I have no fear in ruining it to rebuild it.  However, this can get out of hand and turn into mud very quickly if you don't have a firm command of your drawing.
  Those are my thoughts for today and I hope it inspires you to paint more boldly.

  This past weekend I went painting en plein air with my friend Asem and ran into some frustration.  Sometimes a painting doesn't go well and there's nothing you can do except to learn something from it.  The weather was beautiful regardless and we had a fun time hiking to our painting spot.  If you live around Bergen County, NJ, then check out our PCD En Plein Air events that I host.
 With the frustration of yesterday, I realized the importance of painting what you enjoy and what you're inspired by.  I did a painting today of a scene that I've wanted to paint for a while and it came out great.  While I was painting, I was thinking about a Sargent painting, Venetian Glass Workers (1880/2).  I've seen the painting a few times in person in Chicago and it always stuck with me.

  I'm also proud to announce that our Pushing Colored Dirt fall 2020 courses are open for registration.  I'm teaching a bunch of different adult courses and you can check out all the awesome instructors that are a part of our crew.  If you have questions you can also email me at eric@pushingcoloreddirt.com
​  I'll be writing again soon because I haven't written enough recently.  Have an awesome week.