Early one August morning, my husband and I loaded our car with my painting gear and headed east on a pilgrimage to Kennebunk. Like most rites of passage, this one inspired both hope and fear. I’d heard first-, second- and third-hand stories about Edgar Whitney’s “summer tours” from other artists. His workshops were legendary, as were his commentaries.
|Edgar Whitney 1978 photo by Leslie Frontz|
|photo by Leslie Frontz|
|Leslie's painting from this 1978 workshop|
I soon found out. Whitney built shapes, established color and value dominance, and accented the center of interest with line and texture. He did nothing by “halves.” There was only more or less, greater or lesser. It was the relationships that counted.
That afternoon, I started to paint instead of just applying paint on paper. submitted by Leslie Frontz 12/14/2011