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"Softly, in a Morning Sunrise"</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/TGH8uo6grdI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RcldnMBm5tU/s1600/City+park+morning+light+square1sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/TGH8uo6grdI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RcldnMBm5tU/s320/City+park+morning+light+square1sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503958097810468306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oil, 26 x 26 inches&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-2833945666888394136?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/xVKu4Y_ouQA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/2833945666888394136/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=2833945666888394136&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/2833945666888394136?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/2833945666888394136?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/xVKu4Y_ouQA/work-in-progress-softly-in-morning.html" title="A work in progress.... &quot;Softly, in a Morning Sunrise&quot;" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/TGH8uo6grdI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RcldnMBm5tU/s72-c/City+park+morning+light+square1sm.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2010/08/work-in-progress-softly-in-morning.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ABRnk_fip7ImA9WxFaFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-8901345094450911422</id><published>2010-07-18T22:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T22:22:37.746-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-18T22:22:37.746-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marine" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rocks and waves oil painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seascape" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="california coast" /><title>"Gallatin Rocks and Waves", oil on canvas, 18 x 24 inches</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/TEPEW0FpwXI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/jFG7oSfVQKA/s1600/carmel+rocks+n+waves3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/S0lQ_BAvRHI/AAAAAAAAA7E/kLicWpjzhnY/s320/65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424956269677986930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/S0lQ-75MfKI/AAAAAAAAA68/EYM3RwgxqY8/s1600-h/63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/S0lQ-75MfKI/AAAAAAAAA68/EYM3RwgxqY8/s320/63.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424956268304170146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/S0lP66zK2pI/AAAAAAAAA60/GE2bFXpLLC8/s1600-h/105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/S0lP66zK2pI/AAAAAAAAA60/GE2bFXpLLC8/s320/105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424955099779357330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/S0lP6jvTYQI/AAAAAAAAA6s/7gtk-Tpl8TA/s1600-h/82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/S0lP6jvTYQI/AAAAAAAAA6s/7gtk-Tpl8TA/s320/82.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424955093589123330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to report that David Levine, master watercolorist and political caricaturist without peer, passed away on December 29, 2009. Check out&lt;a href="http://www.davidlevineart.com/cgi-bin/index.cgi"&gt;  David Levine Art&lt;/a&gt; for more info. Memorials are posted online at &lt;a href="http://davidlevineartist.blogspot.com"&gt;D.Levine Dot Commie&lt;/a&gt; . Remarkably ego-less, with a penetrating gaze that seemed to look through you, Dave Levine was not only a profoundly inspiring artist with an extraordinary wit, but will also be remembered as a generous and empathetic human being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-2790754759462213640?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/AXrIh2jaPrE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/2790754759462213640/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=2790754759462213640&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/2790754759462213640?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/2790754759462213640?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/AXrIh2jaPrE/david-levine-1926-2009.html" title="David Levine, 1926-2009" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/S0lQ_BAvRHI/AAAAAAAAA7E/kLicWpjzhnY/s72-c/65.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2010/01/david-levine-1926-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFRXY-eip7ImA9WxBSGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-1327878694540964551</id><published>2009-12-26T21:34:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:26:54.852-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-26T23:26:54.852-06:00</app:edited><title>Random Art Thoughts 1</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SzbWn6ppm3I/AAAAAAAAA6M/oXeMgOwl0IQ/s1600-h/blue+wedgewood+cup+best+med+file.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SzbWn6ppm3I/AAAAAAAAA6M/oXeMgOwl0IQ/s320/blue+wedgewood+cup+best+med+file.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419755182834162546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cranberry Glass and Blue Cup", oil,  10 x 8 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a practicing, professional artist, I often think about what actions encourage productivity versus what actions tamp down and limit creativity.  There is no end to self-help improvement advice offered to artists, replete with templates for writing an artist statement, connecting with collectors, blogging, designing a web page, entering shows, publishing Giclee prints and even step by step sales instructions on how to respond at a show when someone says "I love your work". It's easy to get lost in the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first began this journey, I frequently visited the National Gallery of Art, not far from the Capitol, in Washington, D.C. There I saw a small Chardin still life of a few rabbits,  a simple composition so quietly powerful that I still feel the sensation in my gut remembering that first encounter. The painting drew me in, captivating my sight. Nothing else existed in that moment.  I again had a similar sensation while copying the Juan de Pareja, by Velasquez, at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. Truly, I felt that the painting was alive; I could have sworn that I saw Juan take a breath. Three years ago, while in a doctor's waiting room, again I was able to completely dive into a painting, this time a reproduction of a Winslow Homer watercolor. For a brief moment, I was able to transcend all the worries and problems attendant with caring for an ill, elderly loved one, and completely see a world through Homer's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, creating fine art remains a great mystery. Somehow, art happens. Is there something in the artist's intention that dictates the final product? Does entering a show help one to create great art? Does winning an award help one to create great art? Looking into the writings of some great ones like Degas  or Vuillard might offer insight. New post, next year....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-1327878694540964551?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/B8AgihD44so" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/1327878694540964551/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=1327878694540964551&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/1327878694540964551?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/1327878694540964551?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/B8AgihD44so/random-art-thoughts-1.html" title="Random Art Thoughts 1" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SzbWn6ppm3I/AAAAAAAAA6M/oXeMgOwl0IQ/s72-c/blue+wedgewood+cup+best+med+file.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-art-thoughts-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EDSH85cCp7ImA9WxBTEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-6191581578809643430</id><published>2009-12-05T21:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:21:19.128-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-05T21:21:19.128-06:00</app:edited><title>"White Milk Pitcher", oil, 10 x 8 inches</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SxsiyfnZAaI/AAAAAAAAA5s/QcCRyexWQ8o/s1600-h/Milk+Pitcher+med+file.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SxsiyfnZAaI/AAAAAAAAA5s/QcCRyexWQ8o/s320/Milk+Pitcher+med+file.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411957628091302306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This painting just shipped to Galerie Kornye West in Fort Worth, TX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-6191581578809643430?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/pvJg2k9eKwI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/6191581578809643430/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=6191581578809643430&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/6191581578809643430?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/6191581578809643430?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/pvJg2k9eKwI/white-milk-pitcher-oil-10-x-8-inches.html" title="&quot;White Milk Pitcher&quot;, oil, 10 x 8 inches" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SxsiyfnZAaI/AAAAAAAAA5s/QcCRyexWQ8o/s72-c/Milk+Pitcher+med+file.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/12/white-milk-pitcher-oil-10-x-8-inches.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkENRXsyeyp7ImA9WxNUEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-363353907482748668</id><published>2009-11-03T09:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:04:54.593-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-03T09:04:54.593-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="oil portrait sketch" /><title>Portrait Sketch of Judge M</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SvBF9L1OJOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/-8PWQANB75I/s1600-h/Judge+M+portrait+sketch+1+sm.fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SvBF9L1OJOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/-8PWQANB75I/s320/Judge+M+portrait+sketch+1+sm.fl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399892870667576546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oil on canvas, 16 x 12 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of many sketches made for the portrait of Judge M that I'm working on.  The final portrait will be 3/4 figure at 29 x 40 inches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-363353907482748668?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/_F6tM9NK56U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/363353907482748668/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=363353907482748668&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/363353907482748668?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/363353907482748668?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/_F6tM9NK56U/portrait-sketch-of-judge-m.html" title="Portrait Sketch of Judge M" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SvBF9L1OJOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/-8PWQANB75I/s72-c/Judge+M+portrait+sketch+1+sm.fl.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/11/portrait-sketch-of-judge-m.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEFQnYyfip7ImA9WxNVEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-4939440820681672215</id><published>2009-10-22T12:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:30:13.896-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-22T12:30:13.896-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="figure drawing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="charcoal sketch" /><title>Charcoal Sketch</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SuCWKWaRVtI/AAAAAAAAA44/fesnod7UNyA/s1600-h/legstudy2+charcoal+sm+file.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SuCWKWaRVtI/AAAAAAAAA44/fesnod7UNyA/s320/legstudy2+charcoal+sm+file.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395477458148480722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-4939440820681672215?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/Jf1TEQsEUGM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/4939440820681672215/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=4939440820681672215&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/4939440820681672215?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/4939440820681672215?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/Jf1TEQsEUGM/charcoal-sketch.html" title="Charcoal Sketch" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SuCWKWaRVtI/AAAAAAAAA44/fesnod7UNyA/s72-c/legstudy2+charcoal+sm+file.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/10/charcoal-sketch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4BQH04fyp7ImA9WxNWGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-8013141835235126500</id><published>2009-10-17T13:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:42:31.337-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-17T13:42:31.337-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="figure drawing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="conte" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nude" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="back view" /><title>Quick Sketch: Bella'via</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StoPCxOeqoI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Wf0kNqN_iF0/s1600-h/bellavianude+back+view+drawingsm+file.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StoPCxOeqoI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Wf0kNqN_iF0/s320/bellavianude+back+view+drawingsm+file.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393640043977812610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conte on masonite, 12 x 12 inches&lt;div&gt;20 minute sketch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-8013141835235126500?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/lgry3MMMewk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/8013141835235126500/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=8013141835235126500&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/8013141835235126500?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/8013141835235126500?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/lgry3MMMewk/quick-sketch-bellavia.html" title="Quick Sketch: Bella'via" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StoPCxOeqoI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Wf0kNqN_iF0/s72-c/bellavianude+back+view+drawingsm+file.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/10/quick-sketch-bellavia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEFSHg-fyp7ImA9WxNWFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-7949671733361045485</id><published>2009-10-14T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:30:19.657-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-14T09:30:19.657-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="oil portrait on canvas" /><title>Laura's Portrait</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StXgAI0ulTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LANmV7LIwxo/s1600-h/laura%27s+portrait+siennasmfile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StXgAI0ulTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LANmV7LIwxo/s320/laura%27s+portrait+siennasmfile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392462421819299122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12 x 10 inches, oil on canvas&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-7949671733361045485?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/hgjqQohwEac" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/7949671733361045485/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=7949671733361045485&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/7949671733361045485?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/7949671733361045485?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/hgjqQohwEac/lauras-portrait.html" title="Laura's Portrait" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StXgAI0ulTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LANmV7LIwxo/s72-c/laura%27s+portrait+siennasmfile.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/10/lauras-portrait.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUGRX86cSp7ImA9WxNWE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-5456446811852715687</id><published>2009-10-11T19:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:27:04.119-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-11T19:27:04.119-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="plaster bas relief sculpture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cafe Du Monde" /><title>Two Bas Relief Sculptures</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StJzaprz-DI/AAAAAAAAA4E/2FYbILTI9hI/s1600-h/Reaching+for+the+Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StJzaprz-DI/AAAAAAAAA4E/2FYbILTI9hI/s320/Reaching+for+the+Bear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391498605619312690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StJzaJYL_YI/AAAAAAAAA38/nHmk9PkrOQc/s1600-h/dreaming+of+trucks+bas+reliefsmfile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StJzaJYL_YI/AAAAAAAAA38/nHmk9PkrOQc/s320/dreaming+of+trucks+bas+reliefsmfile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391498596947066242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These bas reliefs are @ 12 x 16 inches. They both depict my son, Dominic as a young child.  The standing pose reflects his adventurous first steps. The seated pose relates to a game we used to play at Cafe Du Monde. We would take a bag of Cheerios and I would savor a delicious cup or two of coffee with chicory while Dom would enjoy the procession of trucks moving past the cafe, munching on Cheerios. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both reliefs were originally modeled in a water-based clay. The standing pose was kiln-fired and thus remains a one-of-a-kind piece. A mold was made of the seated pose which was then cast in plaster, with the surface painted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-5456446811852715687?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/e7VxZMsZNjY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/5456446811852715687/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=5456446811852715687&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/5456446811852715687?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/5456446811852715687?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/e7VxZMsZNjY/two-bas-relief-sculptures.html" title="Two Bas Relief Sculptures" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/StJzaprz-DI/AAAAAAAAA4E/2FYbILTI9hI/s72-c/Reaching+for+the+Bear.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-bas-relief-sculptures.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cMQ3s5fCp7ImA9WxNWEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-8938315264014319553</id><published>2009-10-09T10:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:18:02.524-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-09T11:18:02.524-05:00</app:edited><title>Drawing: Study of Standing Pose</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/Ss9YoZaZeuI/AAAAAAAAA3k/cffOx6ic3Xk/s1600-h/legstudy+charcoal+sm+file.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/Ss9YoZaZeuI/AAAAAAAAA3k/cffOx6ic3Xk/s320/legstudy+charcoal+sm+file.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390624730025392866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charcoal, 16 x 12 inches&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In September, I began to work regularly with a group of local artists, meeting on Thursday nights to sketch the figure and Saturday mornings to paint a portrait. Dell Weller, a great artist, close friend and teacher at the New Orleans Academy of Art, founded the group many years ago. In fact, Dell was one of the two founding members of the New Orleans Academy itself, 30 years ago. But I digress....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working from the model regularly has been exhilarating. On Thursday afternoons and early Saturday mornings, I get to ask myself "What do I most want to do with the figure? Draw in charcoal, paint an oil, try a pastel or perhaps a bas-relief?" I then use the sketches later to generate new ideas. Certainly, not every drawing is successful. Some are pretty terrible, some are OK and once in a great while, magic happens. Drawing is the most satisfying endeavor. It can be frustrating, like last night, when every piece of charcoal that I picked up was too soft for my purposes or my hand was too heavy for the line I was trying to create. But even when feeling frustrated, there's still an inner sense that the direction is the right one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This drawing was made about 3 weeks ago, on Canson Mi-tientes Light Blue paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I obviously wasn't totally pleased with the central figure, which was the first one drawn, going on to try again and again finally gave some relief.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone in the metro New Orleans area is interested in modeling, clothed or nude. please contact me. I'd like to have a model in my studio 3 days a week, for 2-3 hours at a time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That would be divine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-8938315264014319553?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/vZq8bg0bmWw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/8938315264014319553/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=8938315264014319553&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/8938315264014319553?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/8938315264014319553?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/vZq8bg0bmWw/drawing-study-of-standing-pose.html" title="Drawing: Study of Standing Pose" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/Ss9YoZaZeuI/AAAAAAAAA3k/cffOx6ic3Xk/s72-c/legstudy+charcoal+sm+file.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/10/drawing-study-of-standing-pose.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEGSXs8fyp7ImA9WxNXGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-3513625555589763632</id><published>2009-10-07T09:30:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:23:48.577-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-07T21:23:48.577-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cut melon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cantaloupe" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="oil still life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ft. Worth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chardin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Degas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Texas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Galerie Kornye West" /><title>"Cantaloupe &amp; Peaches"</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SsymnLC28lI/AAAAAAAAA3U/eX2UXGLt1ic/s1600-h/cutmelon300kbfileprocolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SsymnLC28lI/AAAAAAAAA3U/eX2UXGLt1ic/s320/cutmelon300kbfileprocolor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389866045965529682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Private Collection, Ft. Worth, Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This 6 x 8 inch oil is the companion piece to "Silver Cup &amp;amp; Peaches", sent to Galerie Kornye West recently for their annual Fall Art Walk.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Of the two, this was painted first, as an homage to Chardin. His painting, "The Cut Melon", remains one of my favorites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;As I tried to set up the cantaloupe so that it would have a shadow pattern similar to the original, I received my first "aha!" surprise from the great Master. It was impossible to set it up in the same way, tho I tried many times. With my daylight source coming first from the right, then from the left, moving the cantaloupe slice this way and that, it slowly occurred to me that Monsieur Chardin painted reality as he wanted to see it, not necessarily as it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;His work reminded me that representational art is not simply about copying, but about creating something poetic with the look of reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As Degas said "Art &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;is not what you see, but what you make others see."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-3513625555589763632?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/NYp_gy7kCtk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.joandagradi.com" title="&quot;Cantaloupe &amp; 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Peaches", oil,  6 x 8 inches</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SsltL5HoehI/AAAAAAAAA3M/YZCzbiB5GTE/s1600-h/Silver+cup%26Peaches6x8+500k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SsltL5HoehI/AAAAAAAAA3M/YZCzbiB5GTE/s320/Silver+cup%26Peaches6x8+500k.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388958480204331538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently sold at Galerie Kornye West during the Fall Art Walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-9005147189097712614?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/aHBfk662HgU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/9005147189097712614/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=9005147189097712614&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/9005147189097712614?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/9005147189097712614?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/aHBfk662HgU/silver-cup-peaches-oil-6-x-8-inches.html" title="&quot;Silver Cup &amp; Peaches&quot;, oil,  6 x 8 inches" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SsltL5HoehI/AAAAAAAAA3M/YZCzbiB5GTE/s72-c/Silver+cup%26Peaches6x8+500k.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/10/silver-cup-peaches-oil-6-x-8-inches.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEDQ3Y6cSp7ImA9WxNREkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-9203155227111839712</id><published>2009-09-06T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:41:12.819-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-06T20:41:12.819-05:00</app:edited><title>The Blue Cup</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SqRi2b6fmjI/AAAAAAAAA3E/tBTDGxL4SZw/s1600-h/blue+cup+400jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SqRi2b6fmjI/AAAAAAAAA3E/tBTDGxL4SZw/s320/blue+cup+400jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378532542332770866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oil, 12 x 16 inches&lt;br /&gt;For more info, contact &lt;a href="http://www.kornyewest.com/"&gt;Galerie Kornye West&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or stroll by for the Fort Worth Fall Gallery Night Art Walk, this Saturday evening, September 12, 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-9203155227111839712?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/UZTN95WeleE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/9203155227111839712/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=9203155227111839712&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/9203155227111839712?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/9203155227111839712?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/UZTN95WeleE/blue-cup.html" title="The Blue Cup" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SqRi2b6fmjI/AAAAAAAAA3E/tBTDGxL4SZw/s72-c/blue+cup+400jpg.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/09/blue-cup.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4DQHczeyp7ImA9WxNTFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-7281754205248794263</id><published>2009-08-19T08:34:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T09:42:51.983-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-19T09:42:51.983-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spanish still life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Luis Melendez" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Boston Museum of Fine Arts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Gallery of Art" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life oil painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Los Angeles County Museum of Art" /><title>Luis Melendez [1715-1780]  at the National Gallery of Art</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SowH_55ZdCI/AAAAAAAAA10/XdwwDX_2IfY/s1600-h/Luis+Melendez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SowH_55ZdCI/AAAAAAAAA10/XdwwDX_2IfY/s200/Luis+Melendez.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371677250000876578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luis Melendez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, the major Spanish still life artist of the 18th-century, has been honored with an exhibition of his work, now on view at the National Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C. This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; is an exhibition of some 30 canvases that showcase the master’s virtuoso talent for rendering everyday objects with exacting detail, marvelous effects of color and light, and subtle variations of texture. Paintings from a royal commission, including eight from the Museo del Prado in Spain, as well as works from other European collections, will be on view with related works from American collections. Several paintings on loan have never before been exhibited in public. Also on display will be period objects—including an 18th-century cork wine cooler, Alcorcón pottery, a lusterware honey pot, and a copper chocolate pot—like those represented in Meléndez’s mesmerizing still lifes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This exhibition closes at the NGA on August 23rd, but continues at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lacma.org/art/ExhibMelendez.aspx"&gt;Los Angeles County Museum of Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, September 23, 2009–January 3, 2010 and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mfa.org/exhibitions/sub.asp?key=15&amp;amp;subkey=8517"&gt;Museum of Fine Arts, Boston&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mfa.org/exhibitions/sub.asp?key=15&amp;amp;subkey=8517"&gt;,&lt;/a&gt; January 31–May 9, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Additionally, the wonderful monograph associated with this show is available at &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Luis-Melendez-Master-Spanish-Still/dp/0300158807/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1250690542&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt; or from the participating museums. The essays and print quality are excellent, with many beautiful reproductions. This volume brings Melendez's career to life and vividly pictures the working conditions and sales prospects for 18th- century Spanish artists.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The National Gallery of Art has posted two very short and interesting podcasts about the artist on their &lt;a href="http://www.nga.gov/podcasts/index.shtm"&gt;website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-7281754205248794263?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/MXPlM6lebiU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/7281754205248794263/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=7281754205248794263&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/7281754205248794263?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/7281754205248794263?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/MXPlM6lebiU/luis-melendez-1715-1780-at-national.html" title="Luis Melendez [1715-1780]  at the National Gallery of Art" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SowH_55ZdCI/AAAAAAAAA10/XdwwDX_2IfY/s72-c/Luis+Melendez.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/08/luis-melendez-1715-1780-at-national.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AMSHwyfCp7ImA9WxJTGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-2483093895297053054</id><published>2009-04-28T13:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:23:09.294-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-28T21:23:09.294-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="French Quarter watercolor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ryan Tramonte" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Orleans.com" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Singer Sargent Venetian watercolors" /><title>Thanks to Ryan Tramonte for his blog article on New Orleans.com</title><content type="html">Last week the weather here was glorious. It was the kind of week when all seems right with the world. On one such day, I was painting a watercolor in the French Quarter when a handsome stranger stopped and asked a few questions for a blog interview he was writing about the French Quarter Fest,  an amazing festival featuring 3 full days of free music staged throughout the Quarter every April.&lt;div&gt;It turned out that the gentleman was Ryan Tramonte, who writes a very thoughtful and engaging blog on New Orleans.com. Today, Ryan totally caught me by surprise when he sent a link to this blog: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div class="block" style="padding-top: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td class="datetime" style="border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: black; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; margin-top: 0px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;&lt;p class="top" style="font: normal normal normal 0.8em/100% Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; letter-spacing: 0.1em; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: black; color: white; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;TUE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="day" style="font: normal normal bold 1.8em/100% Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: center; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;28&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mon" style="font: normal normal bold 1em/100% Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;APR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="year" style="font: normal normal normal 0.7em/100% Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; letter-spacing: 0.2em; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="spacer_right" style="width: 100%; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 4px; "&gt;&lt;table class="contentpaneopen" style="width: 100%; font-size: 12px; margin-left: -2px; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="contentheading" width="100%" style="padding-bottom: 3px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(27, 87, 177); font-family: Georgia; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neworleans.com/arts/ryan-tramonte-blog/127662-unlike-any-other.html" class="contentpagetitle" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(27, 87, 177); font-family: Georgia; font-size: 21px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; "&gt;Unlike any other&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="contentpaneopen" style="width: 100%; font-size: 12px; margin-left: -2px; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="small" style="font-size: 95%; "&gt;Written by Ryan Tramonte    &lt;a href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php" onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(27, 87, 177); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-share-en.gif" width="125" height="16" border="0" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img title="blue-house-on-milan2.jpg" alt="blue-house-on-milan2.jpg" src="http://www.neworleans.com/images/stories/ryantramonte/blue-house-on-milan2.jpg" height="205" width="300" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; float: left; " /&gt;&lt;span class="mainpagetextfeatevent" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;Very often I find myself craving a conversation with my cousin Carrie. You see, most of my days are unbelievably busy. I spend an enormous amount of time dealing with humans who are not taking enough antidepressants. And the ones that are taking enough, need to start washing those pills down with Grey Goose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Carrie on the other hand is a joy to speak to. She is calm and quiet and although she is intelligent, she is intelligent enough to know when to keep her trap shut. Her most impressive attribute is that she is consistent. My grandmother (another favorite human of mine) always said that Carrie was her smartest grandchild. She claimed that speaking to Carrie made one feel more intelligent because Carrie herself was so intelligent. After I got over the jealous rage, I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, Carrie played quietly, she spoke softly, and at times it would be hard to notice that she was even in the room. I always gravitated towards her calm and soothing nature. She definitely played, but while the rest of us look sweaty and dirty and as if we were playing, she was spotless, spotless just like her personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img title="pink-and-yellow-roses-w-c.jpg" alt="pink-and-yellow-roses-w-c.jpg" src="http://www.neworleans.com/images/stories/ryantramonte/pink-and-yellow-roses-w-c.jpg" height="192" width="300" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; float: right; " /&gt;&lt;span class="mainpagetextfeatevent" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;There are very few people that possess the kind of gift that Carrie has. I would go so far as to say that where humans are concerned, she is a work of art. A classic piece, one that make you wish you could paint like that, or sculpt that smoothly. One that makes you wish you had thought about putting those colors together. One that has you standing in front of it for hours in a museum ignoring your watch and annoyed when it is time to go. Carrie is the kind of human that is unlike any other kind of human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was walking on Toulouse Street rounding up folks for my Wednesday blog “Let’s take it outside” (if you are not reading it …you should be). As I did, I noticed a woman painting. I could tell from the lightweight easel and the delicate movement of her hands that she was working in watercolor. Much like my intrigue for my cousin Carrie, I found myself intrigued by this artist because I cannot work in watercolor.  Not only was I about to meet someone that was super interesting to talk about, I was about to meet someone that is producing some amazing watercolor works. Joan Dagradi was her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img title="chocolate-glazeddo-nuts1.jpg" alt="chocolate-glazeddo-nuts1.jpg" src="http://www.neworleans.com/images/stories/ryantramonte/chocolate-glazeddo-nuts1.jpg" height="213" width="300" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; float: left; " /&gt;&lt;span class="mainpagetextfeatevent" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;As is spoke to her, she explained that she has been setting up stage on the streets of the French Quarter and randomly painting the buildings and the architecture we see every day. Well, human score number one, if you can show me something I see every day, and make me see it differently, I am impressed. And there it was, the two buildings across the street from my office looking as if I had never seen them before.  We spoke a little more and exchanged cards and I continued on my journey of meeting new faces for NewOrleans.Com. I was happier than when I look in the mirror on my best day. That happiness was the seed for my research. It was the next day that I received an email from Joan. She was saying how wonderful it was to meet me and if I would be so kind as to include her in my blog, but I was already on it. As I researched this lady, I began to find images that were not just well done, but were also inspirational. Her method of creating watercolor images with weight and heaviness is amazing. (“Blue House on Milan”) Here is what I mean. Far too often in watercolor, we see the artist make light strokes and translucent images. These images are so light that they reveal the pencil marks from the underlying sketches. In art school, when we are taught to use watercolor, we are taught that the there is a method to follow, this method must be obeyed, or your temperamental medium will rebel and you will be left with a soupy mess and buckling paper. Watercolor is the only medium that in art school and lessons, students are encouraged to abandon their creativity and follow the rules. Watercolor is a medium unlike any other medium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img title="joan-portrait-2bw-.jpg" alt="joan-portrait-2bw-.jpg" src="http://www.neworleans.com/images/stories/ryantramonte/joan-portrait-2bw-.jpg" height="300" width="284" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; float: right; " /&gt;&lt;span class="mainpagetextfeatevent" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;Joan is taking that unique medium and making it work for her. Her structures are solid and her images are complete, the buildings look and feel like buildings. You do not normally see through a wall. Why should you see through a wall, just because it is painted in watercolor? You shouldn’t. While her walls are solid and edged, the areas of foliage around them are as soft as if you could feel the plants themselves. This too is difficult, because Joan is giving you the same consistency in style and application, while using a different texture to create something that in real life is soft and delicate. This is noticeable in her floral work as well. (“Pink and Yellow Roses”) The flowers are soft and meet the background with a definite start and stop, but do not lose their delicate nature against a solid cement-like background. To take a medium that is as hard to maneuver as watercolor and make it look as if it is second-nature, is truly a talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan’s work in oils and pastel posses the same characteristics; strong solid images intertwined with delicate images creating a complete and harmonious canvas with consistency in style and application.   (“Glazed and Chocolate”) They possess a definite uniqueness. Joan is an artist unlike any other artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While consistency, calmness, and intelligence are things that make a person attractive to others, it is uniqueness that makes them stand out and create a class all their own … just like Joan’s watercolors and my cousin Carrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan’s work can be seen at &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.joandagradi.com/" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(27, 87, 177); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "&gt;www.joandagradi.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; height: 1px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; "&gt;&lt;div class="commentBlogView commentTools" id="commentTools" style="display: block; text-align: right; padding-top: 6px; padding-bottom: 6px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 4px; clear: both; 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Figures and Landscapes</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SefgsJIGp7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/mZPDZRQw5eU/s1600-h/51UMdEfhWgL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SefgsJIGp7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/mZPDZRQw5eU/s400/51UMdEfhWgL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325472133357676466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SefghIcjPGI/AAAAAAAAA0U/7YNb5OR36ww/s1600-h/51UMdEfhWgL._SS500_.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hot off the presses, this gorgeous book arrived on my doorstep this morning. I pre-ordered it from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/John-Singer-Sargent-Vol-Landscapes/dp/0300141408/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1239934125&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt; in January.  Delightful from cover to cover, this is one book not to miss, especially if you love watercolors.  While not referencing watercolors in the title, a majority of the paintings are indeed watercolors of Venice.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've often wondered if Sargent really painted only one version of Santa Maria della Salute, as only one watercolor of the subject ever seems to find it's way into books. This volume resoundingly answers that question with at least 3 oils and 10 watercolors of Santa Maria della Salute, viewed from different angles. In fact, there are numerous suites of watercolors of the same subject revealed throughout this book.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's both instructive and satisfying to view so many previously unpublished watercolor masterpieces. Moreover, one simply feels so energized to see how Sargent, endowed and gifted with so much talent, still worked diligently- perhaps almost every waking moment- to accomplish the great legacy of work that he left behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-198642387664719892?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/sME8fhUK6T8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.joandagradi.com" title="John Singer Sargent Vol.6: Venetian Figures and Landscapes" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/198642387664719892/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=198642387664719892&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/198642387664719892?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/198642387664719892?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/sME8fhUK6T8/john-singer-sargent-vol6-venetian.html" title="John Singer Sargent Vol.6: Venetian Figures and Landscapes" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SefgsJIGp7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/mZPDZRQw5eU/s72-c/51UMdEfhWgL._SS500_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/04/john-singer-sargent-vol6-venetian.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUBSXo-eyp7ImA9WxVUGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-5429919994233072458</id><published>2009-03-23T09:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:17:38.453-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-24T09:17:38.453-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="floral watercolor still life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Orleans" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Souvenir de la Malmaison" /><title>Pink &amp; Yellow Roses</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SceeMFWv7BI/AAAAAAAAAyc/K01fZzPhTvs/s1600-h/Pink+and+Yellow+Roses+w-c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SceeMFWv7BI/AAAAAAAAAyc/K01fZzPhTvs/s320/Pink+and+Yellow+Roses+w-c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316391815567371282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watercolor, 8 x 12 inches&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During a recent cool spell, I played in the studio with a simple flower arrangement. Painting it twice [because I'm too impatient to let the washes dry properly to just paint one], I put the flowers away- actually they went in the trash- and then picked one study to rework and push further.  Frequently, with watercolor I've found that it is in pushing it further, beyond my comfort level, that the best 'stuff' happens. Of course, some get lost on the way, but that's part of the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pink rose in the watercolor is "&lt;a href="http://www.rdrop.com/~paul/bourbons/malmaison.html"&gt;Souvenir de la Malmaison&lt;/a&gt;", a pink Bourbon antique rose with the loveliest scent. It requires no spraying or fussing. Truly, all I do is cut the flowers. This lovely plant produces blooms year round in New Orleans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-5429919994233072458?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/2H-Pg1Ifop0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/5429919994233072458/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=5429919994233072458&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/5429919994233072458?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/5429919994233072458?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/2H-Pg1Ifop0/pink-yellow-roses.html" title="Pink &amp; Yellow Roses" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SceeMFWv7BI/AAAAAAAAAyc/K01fZzPhTvs/s72-c/Pink+and+Yellow+Roses+w-c.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/03/pink-yellow-roses.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EER3o7eip7ImA9WxVUGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-4600808334722928996</id><published>2009-03-22T20:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:46:46.402-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-23T09:46:46.402-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="painting from memory" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teaching watercolor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="composition" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arthur Wesley Dow" /><title>Distant Buildings- Purple Sky2</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/Scegu2bzR1I/AAAAAAAAAys/jx5Wzu2QfLM/s1600-h/Purple+evening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/Scegu2bzR1I/AAAAAAAAAys/jx5Wzu2QfLM/s320/Purple+evening.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316394611880707922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watercolor, 7 x 5 inches, $250&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the Watercolor Workshop began in late February, I've noticed that I've been able to enjoy painting with the same enthusiasm that I had when I began years ago.  Teaching  in my studio has been a very positive experience; I'm fortunate to have a wonderful group of students. My goal in teaching is to ignite interest in the watercolor medium, while laying out the lessons in a sequential pattern so that we build on our knowledge base. I've seen dramatic results, with sometimes breathtakingly beautiful paintings showing up on the studio wall as students bring in the work they've been doing during the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Wednesday evening, we spent a short time mixing all the possible combinations of the color green, using a lemon yellow and a yellow ochre combined with cerulean, thalo blue, ultramarine and black.  We've been painting landscapes and working a bit with transparent washes. I enjoyed seeing the class realize all the subtle shades of green available from mixing a few colors. As in oils, it's easy to get too comfortable and just dig into a green right out of the tube. By mixing your own green rather than depending on a thalo green or viridian, the color harmony is easier to control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also studied design, using an exercise from Arthur Wesley Dow's book "Composition". It entails drawing a landscape and then redesigning or simplifying the linear composition several times before deciding which version might be the best choice for a painting. While this lesson may seem advanced for a beginner, it actually gives us more freedom and offers a real chance for succeeding with our work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beginning a painting may be considered analogous to taking a road trip. If I wish to drive to California from Vermont and simply get in the car and begin driving, then there's a very good chance that I will get lost.  If I first consult a map, I have a better chance of success. If I spend a few extra minutes to decide on the BEST route, I will ultimately save time and have a more pleasant experience. Designing the painting through a series of line drawings before the brush touches the paper is like choosing the best route. Arranging the masses, trying a few different shapes for the outer dimensions, deciding where the darks and the lights will be takes a few moments, but once you try it it's amazing how many good ideas show up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The watercolor, Distant Buildings-Purple Sky was painted from memory, utilizing a series of transparent washes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-4600808334722928996?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/nXkS4m4it2I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/4600808334722928996/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=4600808334722928996&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/4600808334722928996?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/4600808334722928996?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/nXkS4m4it2I/distant-buildings-purple-sky.html" title="Distant Buildings- Purple Sky2" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/Scegu2bzR1I/AAAAAAAAAys/jx5Wzu2QfLM/s72-c/Purple+evening.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/03/distant-buildings-purple-sky.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YCQ3Y8cSp7ImA9WxVVE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-9164873040093635074</id><published>2009-03-06T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:06:02.879-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-06T21:06:02.879-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="watercolor workshop New Orleans" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="French Quarter watercolor" /><title>Leon's Balcony</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/RgF2kZHXFxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/d8XYGAt3tAg/s1600-h/Leon%27s+balcony+jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/RgF2kZHXFxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/d8XYGAt3tAg/s320/Leon%27s+balcony+jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044443425220794130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watercolor, 14 x 20 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Painted in the French Quarter, this watercolor always reminds me of how beautiful old New Orleans really is.  Truthfully, I get a thrill just watching a wash dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done a lot of pre-planning with my watercolors, usually just using the 'point and shoot' method. I set up on location, after driving around in a general area of the city and stopping when a shadow or a piece of architectural something catches my eye.&lt;br /&gt;The success rate is sometimes slim with this approach, just slapping and sloshing the paint around. It can be great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intuitive response develops as to when to lay the next wash down or how to mix that wash, what colors to use, whether to wait for the previous wash to dry or not. When dealing with transparent and opaque colors, the possibilities increase exponentially.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Watercolor Workshop Series is in full swing on Wednesday nights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally enjoy teaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-9164873040093635074?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/BsmntCvl010" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/9164873040093635074/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=9164873040093635074&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/9164873040093635074?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/9164873040093635074?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/BsmntCvl010/leons-balcony.html" title="Leon's Balcony" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/RgF2kZHXFxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/d8XYGAt3tAg/s72-c/Leon%27s+balcony+jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2007/03/leons-balcony.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UGQn8_cSp7ImA9WxVWFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-2035845793985644280</id><published>2009-02-23T15:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:40:23.149-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-23T15:40:23.149-06:00</app:edited><title>The Agony &amp; the Ecstasy, while helping the Economy...</title><content type="html">I've just returned from an extended  wonderful and much needed visit with family and friends in New Jersey and MA. While I contemplate tech awkwardly on how to use both the camera and computer again, I am sharing a newspaper article that my husband kindly brought to my attention.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entitled "The agony and the ecstasy, or why bad art really is a pain", this article appeared in the Sunday Living Section of the Times-Picayune, copyright 2009 New Scientist Magazine, so it must be true. The byline is Health News Service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The power of art to heal emotional wounds is well known, but could contemplating a beautiful painting have the same effect on physical pain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To investigate, Marina de Tommaso and a team from the University  of Bari in Italy asked 12 men and women to pick the 20 paintings they considered most ugly and most beautiful from a selection of 300 works by artists such as da Vinci and Botticelli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were then asked to contemplate either the beautiful paintings or the ugly painting, or a blank panel while the team zapped a short laser pulse at their hand, creating a pricking sensation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The subjects rated the pain as being a third less intense while they were viewing the beautiful paintings, compared with contemplating the ugly paintings or the blank panel. Electrodes measuring the brain's electrical activity suggested a reduced response to the pain when the subject looked at beautiful paintings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While distractions are known to reduce pain in hospital patients, de Tommaso says this is the first result to show that beauty plays a part. 'Hospitals have been designed to be functional, but we think that their aesthetic aspects should be taken into account, too', she says."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well done and thank you very much, Ms. de Tommaso and the team from the University of Bari.  I know undoubtedly that for me, looking at what I consider to be beautiful art not only reduces pain both emotional and physical, but always lifts my spirits as well.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the spirit of the season- Tax Time in the US- if anyone wishes to ease the pain that rolls around every April 15th, may I suggest looking for a painting to add to your collection. I may have just the right painting for you on my &lt;a href="http://www.joandagradi.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only will it ease your pain and lift your spirits, you'll also lift the spirits of my very dear husband, while helping the New Orleans local economy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knew that one painting could do so much good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-2035845793985644280?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/drg-950P9lE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/2035845793985644280/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=2035845793985644280&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/2035845793985644280?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/2035845793985644280?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/drg-950P9lE/agony-ecstasy-helping-economy.html" title="The Agony &amp; the Ecstasy, while helping the Economy..." /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/02/agony-ecstasy-helping-economy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EAQ38-fSp7ImA9WxVRE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-4584715754161433526</id><published>2009-01-19T09:31:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:20:42.155-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-19T11:20:42.155-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joaquín Sorolla" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hispanic Society of New York" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Maroger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Juan de Pareja" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frans Hals" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Velazquez" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Metropolitan Museum of Art" /><title>Homage to Velazquez: Copying the Juan de Pareja</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SXSdFqJE6HI/AAAAAAAAAyE/65Ca8WTzeHM/s1600-h/Juan+4+sm+jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SXSdFqJE6HI/AAAAAAAAAyE/65Ca8WTzeHM/s320/Juan+4+sm+jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293028182604441714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Copy after Velazquez's Juan de Pareja&lt;div&gt;Oil on canvas, 22 x 28 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many years ago, when I first discovered that I wanted to paint portraits, I began studying the works of the Great Masters. I obtained permission and then copied a &lt;a href="http://www.hispanicsociety.org/hispanic/images/Zoom%20images/sorolla.htm"&gt;Joaquin Sorolla&lt;/a&gt; painting from life, not reproduction, at the Hispanic Society in New York. I copied &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/Works_of_Art/collection_database/european_paintings/paulus_verschuur_1606_1667_frans_hals/objectview.aspx?OID=110001063&amp;amp;collID=11&amp;amp;dd1=11"&gt;Frans Hals&lt;/a&gt; at the &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/"&gt;Metropolitan Museum of Art&lt;/a&gt; in the same way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is none greater than Velazquez when it comes to portraiture. I took my cue from John Singer Sargent, who also made studies from Velazquez's work,  as have countless others.  After obtaining permission from the Metropolitan, I began to copy the &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/ho/09/eusi/ho_1971.86.htm"&gt;Juan de Pareja&lt;/a&gt;, set up just a few feet away from the original. It felt very much like having a cup of coffee with Velazquez!  I've never had so much fun painting as I did that morning. Though I worked on it twice, it was copied in about 3 hours. After all, Velazquez did all the heavy lifting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Triumphantly happy, I made plans to copy Velazquez's &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/TOAH/HD/vela/ho_14.40.631.htm"&gt;Supper at Emmaus&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This experience was quite different, however.  I suspect the major difference was the paint used for each. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before leaving New Orleans to copy at the Met, I casually told an artist friend of my plans. I  knew that he was very familiar with Mr. Maroger's philosophy and thought he might offer some insights.  After he told me a little bit about it, I went around the corner to a used book store and amazingly found an original  1948 edition of Mr. Maroger's book  "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/B0007E4HIU/ref=dp_olp_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1232381085&amp;amp;sr=8-1&amp;amp;condition=all"&gt;The Secret Formulas and Techniques of the Masters&lt;/a&gt;".  My friend Paolo was so excited that I had found the book, that he offered to make some "Velazquez Medium" for me, as mentioned in Mr. Maroger's writings. A few days before I left, he handed me a small jar with an amber colored gel/solid inside. Paolo told me that it contained copper and to keep the jar capped as much as possible to prevent oxidation. He volunteered that the medium would be good for a month or two, as I remember.  He also instructed me to bring small envelopes of ground pigment- cadmium red, gold ochre, naples yellow, burnt sienna, white lead  and black. I was told to mix a small amount of medium using a palette knife with each small pile of pigment, except the white, fresh on my palette before painting each day. He suggested that I tone the canvas with flake white and a dark earth red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is truly a miracle that no one at the Metropolitan stopped the experiment. Today, I think it might be more difficult to bring unlabeled jars and toxic powders into the Museums galleries. Thanks to Paolo, Velazquez,  and the Metropolitan Museum of Art, a very fruitful painting session transpired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As wonderful as the experience was, I decided to try the next copy using regular Winsor and Newton oils, the finest commercially available to me. Stubbornly, I simply could not believe that any medium could make such a difference.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As hinted at earlier, the next copy did not go well. I felt at a disadvantage, as if one arm were tied behind my back or one eye was blinded.  No matter what I tried, the viscosity of the tube paint prevented me from obtaining the same silky texture and values that more closely approximated the original painting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As part of my renewed interest in portraiture, I plan to try the medium again. I've been reticent in the past to cook lead or verdigris, but no source of commercially available real Velazquez Medium, as described in Mr. Maroger's book, has turned up.  I've found a source for verdisgris at &lt;a href="http://www.kremerpigments.com/shopus/index.php?cat=0102&amp;amp;lang=ENG&amp;amp;product=44450"&gt;Kremer Pigments&lt;/a&gt;. On a clear, sunny day in a month or two, I plan to cook the medium outside to avoid harmful vapors. Barring explosions, I 'll post about the results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-4584715754161433526?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/cgHrGzlO2oA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/4584715754161433526/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=4584715754161433526&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/4584715754161433526?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/4584715754161433526?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/cgHrGzlO2oA/homage-to-velazquez-copying-juan-de.html" title="Homage to Velazquez: Copying the Juan de Pareja" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SXSdFqJE6HI/AAAAAAAAAyE/65Ca8WTzeHM/s72-c/Juan+4+sm+jpg.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/01/homage-to-velazquez-copying-juan-de.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIFQng8eCp7ImA9WxVREkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35416845.post-4126575897950332661</id><published>2009-01-17T19:39:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:08:33.670-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-17T20:08:33.670-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="oil portrait" /><title>Sketch of Terry</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SXKO_7rALMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/yGh_Cu_O4ks/s1600-h/Terry+Sketch+smalljpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SXKO_7rALMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/yGh_Cu_O4ks/s320/Terry+Sketch+smalljpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292449741114715330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oil sketch, 12 x 9 inches&lt;div&gt;In preparation for a portrait commission, I am working on a series of oil portrait sketches to "warm up".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years ago, I aspired to be an oil portrait painter, but things never seemed to work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I painted hundreds, maybe thousands, of pastel portraits, frequently from small photos of deceased loved ones. I painted pastel portraits in shopping malls at Christmas for 5 years. From the day after Thanksgiving until Christmas Eve, the Southland Mall  in Houma, LA became my home for 12 hours a day, after which I would retire to the Sugar Motel [read as cheap &amp;amp; smoky] to rest up for the next day. Typically, I painted 6 or 7 pastels from small photos a day, with a few live sittings included, for nearly a month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The conditions were strenuous and adverse; no wonder I gave up the idea of painting portraits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my son was born, I happily left that era behind. I began painting watercolors, sculpting in clay, painting oil and pastel still life and landscape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward to the commission. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, I'll do some 'target practice'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sketch of Terry was painted quickly, in @ an hour and one half. I used a black and white photo which I had taken of a friend ten years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35416845-4126575897950332661?l=joandagradi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/joandagradi/~4/H1RTjpd6fJY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/feeds/4126575897950332661/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35416845&amp;postID=4126575897950332661&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/4126575897950332661?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35416845/posts/default/4126575897950332661?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joandagradi/~3/H1RTjpd6fJY/sketch-of-terry.html" title="Sketch of Terry" /><author><name>Joan DaGradi: Postcards from New Orleans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335779177834230825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SDB2KN3W82I/AAAAAAAAAec/Ugj6H-hr0Bs/S220/Joan+portrait9.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBrtCoBjBEw/SXKO_7rALMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/yGh_Cu_O4ks/s72-c/Terry+Sketch+smalljpg.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://joandagradi.blogspot.com/2009/01/sketch-of-terry.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

