Category Archives: Acrylic

Day 27 Of 30

Day 27, Growth. 4 x 4 in. acrylic on Arches 140 lb. cold pressed paper. © 2017 Sheila Delgado

So happy with this. I poured the paint onto the paper. Started with light colors and layered for darker tones. Showing it upside down from how I created it. I love the organic feel, the soft colors. Got lucky with this. Whew!

“An awake heart is like a sky that pours light.”
Hafiz

Intolerance is itself a form of violence
and an obstacle to the growth of
a true democratic spirit.
Mahatma Gandhi

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Day 25 – Better Days

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I have had so much trouble getting these soft colors to show correctly on screen. This one scanned near perfect. I only had to bring out the rust.

Some of the canvases I am using were older, and were painted on before. This one is part of a newer batch, and it is wrapped tightly. Crisp edges and corners. I like that. And the canvas texture is more pronounced. I like that too. I don’t know if it is a difference in the gesso, or the canvas cloth itself.

On this you can see small dots of color, in addition to all the larger, “blobs”. I really like the contrast of the combination. Grains of sand, chunks of clay. White washed walls that have seen better days.

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Day 24 Of 30

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Day 24, Elemental. 4.25 x 8 in. acrylic on Arches 140 lb. cold pressed paper. © 2017 Sheila Delgado

I had fun working on this. Had no idea what to do when I started. So I just plopped some color on the clean white paper. I had chunky blocks of clay and then I REALLY didn’t have an idea. I set it aside and started another piece.

Little by little, I added more color. I added white lines, then shiraz, and finally the indigo. It didn’t feel complete. I splattered lime to break up the dark areas. Next, white splatters and then indigo.

I didn’t realize until the end, that I had the makings of an abstracted flower.