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White In the Light
Suresh Thimiri
White has often been said to be the absence of color. In order to make white convincing we need to express first white in the light as well as the shadow.
Above is an example of Henry Hensche’s recent auctioned painting shown at the PAAM.
Clearly a typical silhouetted outdoor portrait, Henry painted the white blouse very cool without being just some blue formula.
The White on the shoulders is not the white of the board it’s a particular color, that relates to all the light planes.
Clearly the white is many colors and their reflections holding within the mass.
Students hate to paint simple blocks because they aren’t as exciting as the model or landscape; the struggle with white can be reduced through those exercises.
Dulah Evans a student of Hawthorne, expresses an almost tour deforce of white in “painter’s on the beach” above.
Henry Hensche always said, “white in the shade is deeper than blue in the light. You can see all the reflections of color expressing the shade.
The Hat above is a great example of this fundamental truth.
Here is what little I could find about the Author:
https://sureshthimiripainter.wordpress.com/tag/suresh-thimiri-painter/
Why I Am Not a Painter
Frank O’Hara, 1926 - 1966
I am not a painter, I am a poet.
Why? I think I would rather be
a painter, but I am not. Well,
for instance, Mike Goldberg
is starting a painting. I drop in.
“Sit down and have a drink” he
says. I drink; we drink. I look
up. “You have SARDINES in it.”
“Yes, it needed something there.”
“Oh.” I go and the days go by
and I drop in again. The painting
is going on, and I go, and the days
go by. I drop in. The painting is
finished. “Where’s SARDINES?”
All that’s left is just
letters, “It was too much," Mike says.
But me? One day I am thinking of
a color: orange. I write a line
about orange. Pretty soon it is a
whole page of words, not lines.
Then another page. There should be
so much more, not of orange, of
words, of how terrible orange is
and life. Days go by. It is even in
prose, I am a real poet. My poem
is finished and I haven’t mentioned
orange yet. It’s twelve poems, I call
it ORANGES. And one day in a gallery
I see Mike’s painting, called SARDINES.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=tpROGn_n058
