I love my family. I think they've done an incredible job of raising me. They've taught me to be creative, caring, and thoughtful. They've taught me to be considerate, to like ice cream, and to climb trees. And they've also taught me to have an absolute and incurable weakness for the state of Florida.
Whether I'm on the coast, in a little town on a bay, or in Walt Disney World, being in Florida will almost guarantee that I'm a happy camper. And at the end of this week, GUESS WHERE I'M GONNA BEEE!!!!!!!!!
Paul and I are going on a trip to Daytona Beach, a place where my Dad's side of the family has been going for vacation since long before I was even thought of. Though Paul and I will only be there a couple of days, I'm absolutely twitchy with excitement. Even though dear ol' weatherchannel.com is showing a 90% chance of rain on Saturday, I'm beyond caring. I'm dreaming of the ocean, sand in my shoes, and relaxing on a balcony while I watch the twilight come and go. Also, donuts. The place we're staying makes THE world's best donuts. I'm not even kidding.
About a year ago, (yikes, how time flies!) I painted a triptych for my Mamaw and Papaw Tussing. What is a triptych, you might ask? Well, here's a very traditional example, from the indisputable master, Peter Paul Rubens:
Whether I'm on the coast, in a little town on a bay, or in Walt Disney World, being in Florida will almost guarantee that I'm a happy camper. And at the end of this week, GUESS WHERE I'M GONNA BEEE!!!!!!!!!
Paul and I are going on a trip to Daytona Beach, a place where my Dad's side of the family has been going for vacation since long before I was even thought of. Though Paul and I will only be there a couple of days, I'm absolutely twitchy with excitement. Even though dear ol' weatherchannel.com is showing a 90% chance of rain on Saturday, I'm beyond caring. I'm dreaming of the ocean, sand in my shoes, and relaxing on a balcony while I watch the twilight come and go. Also, donuts. The place we're staying makes THE world's best donuts. I'm not even kidding.
About a year ago, (yikes, how time flies!) I painted a triptych for my Mamaw and Papaw Tussing. What is a triptych, you might ask? Well, here's a very traditional example, from the indisputable master, Peter Paul Rubens:
This painting is called "The Elevation of the Cross," and is located in The Cathedral of Our Lady in Antwerp, Belgium. To explain it more clearly, a triptych is an image that is made up of three separate panels. Here's another example that more of you might recognize, by quite possibly my absolute favorite artist of all time, Drew Struzan:
These are three separate movie posters, created for the theatrical release of the Star Wars Special Editions (read more about it here). If I can ever reach HALF the skill level of Mr. Struzan, I will be a happy camper. He's ridiculous.
(I'm still drooling. This has given me an idea for an upcoming series of blog posts though: an artist spotlight. My geeking out muscles are getting a little sore planning all of this out...)
So now you know what a triptych is. I release you into your weekend with this useless bit of information to bestow upon those with whom you are to hang out whenever a dull moment falls upon your group...
Moral of the story: I've always thought it was a pretty cool idea that a person could have some fun with. My Grandparents had hinted that I paint a mural on their wall for some time, but as I was getting ready to move to Tennessee, that was going to pose a challenge. I thought of just getting a really giant canvas, but what fun is that when you can do a triptych?
I'm about to commit cardinal sin #1 for artists, so please do forgive me, and judge me with a grain of salt... Every artist should know that the last thing you should do is show the work of a master before your own.
Here's the painting I made:
(I'm still drooling. This has given me an idea for an upcoming series of blog posts though: an artist spotlight. My geeking out muscles are getting a little sore planning all of this out...)
So now you know what a triptych is. I release you into your weekend with this useless bit of information to bestow upon those with whom you are to hang out whenever a dull moment falls upon your group...
Moral of the story: I've always thought it was a pretty cool idea that a person could have some fun with. My Grandparents had hinted that I paint a mural on their wall for some time, but as I was getting ready to move to Tennessee, that was going to pose a challenge. I thought of just getting a really giant canvas, but what fun is that when you can do a triptych?
I'm about to commit cardinal sin #1 for artists, so please do forgive me, and judge me with a grain of salt... Every artist should know that the last thing you should do is show the work of a master before your own.
Here's the painting I made:
Granted, the fact that it's a cell phone picture of the panels all propped up against my kitchen table with backlighting doesn't exactly help my case. But it's a painting I had a lot of fun making, of a place that I really love, that hopefully my Mamaw and Papaw enjoy!
I'm so excited for this to be the view that I get all weekend. It's so much fun to have a place that's been the same for as long as you remember, and even before that. There are few places that I've been that I can close my eyes after I haven't been there in years, and still picture it perfectly. It's like a home 655 miles away from home. And I can't wait to be there!
And prepare yourself: when I come back from Florida, I fully intend to have my sketchbook at least halfway full of scribbles to shove in your face asap!
So thank you for your time! I hope that you enjoy your newfound knowledge about triptychs (Although I'm curious - how many of you already knew what these were? And am I bonkers for thinking they're the greatest thing since sliced bread?). Get out there and have a great weekend!
Thanks,
Sarah
I'm so excited for this to be the view that I get all weekend. It's so much fun to have a place that's been the same for as long as you remember, and even before that. There are few places that I've been that I can close my eyes after I haven't been there in years, and still picture it perfectly. It's like a home 655 miles away from home. And I can't wait to be there!
And prepare yourself: when I come back from Florida, I fully intend to have my sketchbook at least halfway full of scribbles to shove in your face asap!
So thank you for your time! I hope that you enjoy your newfound knowledge about triptychs (Although I'm curious - how many of you already knew what these were? And am I bonkers for thinking they're the greatest thing since sliced bread?). Get out there and have a great weekend!
Thanks,
Sarah