The name itself suggests something from the earth, and the
pigments, Raw Umber,Burnt Umber,
along with Burnt Sienna, Raw Sienna, and Yellow Ochreare referred to as the earth colors.I have used all of these extensively in
Recently I have decided to create a series of paintings
using primarily earth colors to establish the mood and overall tone of the
In this first painting the sky is a mixture of Raw and Burnt
Umber with a touch of Burnt Sienna, and the darker foreground is Raw Umber and
black.Touches of primary colors
were used to create the trees.
Umber series #1 acrylic 24x30
I wanted a darker mood in this second piece, and used more
Raw Umber and black.I have
mixed feelings about the tobacco barn – not sure it adds to the painting.I’ll look at for a while to see if I
want to take it out.
This structure sits one block from the main street in the small town of Elmer, in southern New Jersey, surrounded by small crop farms and dairy farms. I am fascinated by its clutter, texture, and seemingly totally incoherent architecture and it has been the subject of several pastel paintings. Every side of the building is totally different from the others. My favorite rendering, one that I include in this series of "my favorite works", is this construction done in 2004.
The list of materials used includes acrylic, pastel, ink, scale model building supplies, and miscellaneous gadgets and gizmos lying around the studio.
I'm often asked what my favorite medium is, and I say "the one I'm working with". But for pure fun, nothing comes close to working on these constructions.
You can see this barn if you are driving along Rt 121 in Graves county KY. The green "dripping" down the sides is actually the remnants of of a shingle or paper covering; I could not get close enough to determine which.
From the hundreds of paintings I've created over the past 35 years, a handful have remained my absolute favorites. I would like to share them with you on this blog and on my Facebook page in the weeks ahead. Today's entry is an acrylic, but I intend to look at all of the mediums with which I've worked.
I began working with
acrylics in 2006.As anticipated, the work – over 175 paintings - has evolved, both in
technique/style, and in scope.From the over 175 paintings, there are a few pieces that from the moment of
their completion have remained my favorites.Interestingly, my two most favorite paintings are from
my very earliest acrylic work.One
sold shortly after it was exhibited, and the other remains in my “collection”,
meaning it hasn’t sold..yet.
I don’t think I can
pick one of these before the other, so I list them as my two “all time favorite”
acrylics, with several others right behind them.
Acrylic on wood panel
25x25” plus frame
To fully appreciate
this painting it should be viewed in direct light, preferably sunlight, to see
all of the colors that come through the seemingly very dark foreground, colors
which are difficult to capture photographically.
I really don’t know
what inspired this painting.The
only given at the outset was the horizon – a fixture in almost all of my
paintings – the colors sort of “happened”, and as I became involved with the work
it began to dictate the final direction.While the sky is brushed, the foreground was created entirely with a
I suppose the painting is too dark for most people, but I love this, and never tire of looking at it. I am not upset that it hasn't been sold.
Reviewing old files I came across this post from 2007 (written in 2003), and decided to re-post it, adding the illustration.
At least that is how I think of myself, and I believe those who
know me would agree with this humble assessment.I abhor violence of any kind and would never think of
striking someone, well, OK, maybe I would think
of it, but would never do so!(When I was 9 years old I did punch Eddie and his cousin in their noses,
but that was only because they provoked me.)Except in very rare circumstances I do not yell and scream at
others.In fact, my life in
general has been focused on making other people feel better about themselves,
both physically and emotionally.So the incident I am about to describe is totally out of character for
me, in fact looking back I cannot believe it really happened, but it did.
Emergency medicine in a busy city hospital can be challenging and
stressful, especially late on Friday and Saturday nights when there is no
telling who and what will walk through the door.The experience can drive an otherwise sane and gentle person
to uncharacteristic behavior.THAT
is my excuse, and I’m sticking to it!
Shortly after the ”last call” in the local pubs we could count on
several patients scattered about the ER on gurneys in various states of acute
intoxication.Most of the time
they were understandably subdued and quiet, but there was always the occasional
obnoxious drunk who could not resist articulating his (they were almost always
men.) alcohol-tainted feelings about his current life’s circumstances.
It had been an especially busy night and I was near the end of my
shift in the acute care unit.I
was tired and depleted, struggling to cope with all that was required of me,
and this one very noisy and obscene drunk was beginning to get on my
nerves.A constant stream of
obscenities flowed from his mouth, loud enough to be heard by the other
patients in the area.I politely
asked him to be quiet, repeatedly, to no avail.I tried pleading, coxing, and even bribing, but nothing
worked.Finally in desperation I
threatened him!I told him that if
he did not cease his yelling I would remove his filthy socks from his equally
filthy feet and stuff them in his mouth!!Actually I believe I yelled something like, “if you don’t shout your
goddamn filthy mouth I’ll’....well, you get the idea.He told me to F___ off, and continued to yell and swear. So I did it!To the shock of the nurses and staff,
and to the patient, I pulled off one of his socks, balled it up, and shoved it
into his mouth.
I don’t know how many of you readers have had the occasion to
remove socks from the feet of some one who hasn’t bathed in who knows how long;
the skin of the lower legs and feet is dry, flaky, and dirty, and when a sock
is pulled of the foot it is invariably accompanied by dry flakes of dirty skin.
I really don’t know how long it remained in his mouth, far less
than a minute.But it was
effective.He knew I was not some
one to be antagonized; in his alcohol-saturated mind I was mean and evil, and
certainly not a compassionate healer.I suspected that even the ER staff looked at me a little differently
There is no telling what a Friday night shift in the ER will do to
All of my paintings begin with a "thumbnail" sketch to work out the composition, and to a lesser extent, the values. Not all of these sketches arrive on canvas, and today's barn is one that has languished on this small 1x4" drawing. Maybe this will be the incentive I need to act on it.
I’m missing the Barn of the Day fun, and have decided to
replace it by doing a daily deal.I have several dozen small paintings, 12x12” and smaller that are taking
up too much space, so I am putting on my chef’s hat and apron and offering a
daily special.I’ll post it here
on my blog as well as my face book page, the Art of William F. Renzulli.
There will be a new painting every day except Sunday Barn
Idleness Acrylic on canvas 12x12 x2' deep
$75.00 plus $15 S&H
1.Personal check to Gallery 5 at 803 Madison St.
Paducah KY 42001