The neighbor's nasturtiums
Post #1395 • September 24, 2009, 7:38 PM • 15 Comments
I stopped to compliment a neighbor up the street on his garden, and I came home with a bouquet of nasturtiums. These are rather special nasturtiums, though - they came from seeds pilfered from Monet's garden at Giverny. In the fall, nasturtiums grow seed pods, which dry and fall off by the thousands when you get enough of them together, so my neighbor discretely scooped up a handful as he was tying his shoes. These aren't the standard flat orange variety - they're painted with crimson and range from citrus orange to pale yellow.
Today I tried taking photos of the watercolors using my new lamps, but one of the 500-watt bulbs, which make me feel like my skin is crisping off if I get near them and cause the light switch on the wall to make a brief but disconcerting sizzling sound when I turn them on, burned out after 28 minutes of use. It was cloudy all day until we got a break at 4 PM. Was it light enough? Judging by a shadow, the sun was coming in at 35 degrees to the ground. The results were good enough to put up on the blog, but I'm going to try again with fresh bulbs rather than deem these portfolio-worthy.
While I was shooting, I thought I'd dig out the prints I did with Annie Silverman at MassArt this summer. I don't consider these portfolio-worthy, inherently, but I did find out that relief printmaking rather suits my drawing style. Annie has a decidedly non-purist attitude about printing, which suits me fine. The red in the second image was made by throwing the print down on another block of a wholly different size with a plastic mask, with a hole cut in the shape of the shirt, between them.