Author Archives: Diana Ozolins

Pleine Air Painting, June 17, 2024

State of the Art Gallery members are encouraging each other to step outside their studios to paint in nature. Early in the morning on Monday, June 17, Austin MacCrae and Diana Ozolins packed up their light weight Pleine Air Painting gear and headed out to the Etna Preserve, on the banks of Fall Creek. It is located on rt 366 also known at that location as Lower Creek Rd. Ozolins first found the location on birding trips and marked it in her memory as a beautiful location as a potential painting spot. There is a clear trail to the creek with an overgrown trail that goes downstream along the creek, and across the road there is a cemetery with a trail that loops up hill, through a mature hardwood forest. Either location provides great views for painting as well as shade. The weather this day was predicted to be very hot, but early in the morning it was cool in the shade under the trees. Harry Littel, also a member of the Gallery, met us at the creek and took photos to document our outing. We are looking forward to another paint-out in July.

Unspoiled

Unspoiled is one of a pair of paintings that I made in response to an ugly disaster. On April 20, 2010, the oil drilling rig Deepwater Horizon, operating in the Macondo Prospect in the Gulf of Mexico, exploded and sank resulting in the death of 11 workers on the rig and the largest spill of oil in the history of marine oil drilling operations. For weeks volunteers worked tirelessly washing oil off of shore birds, saving as many as they could. This was the painting that showed the pristine beach before the spill and its companion showed the water and beach despoiled and littered with oil covered dead birds. At that time, only the second painting got into the show in the gallery, while this one stayed in the studio, biding its time, waiting for its turn to celebrate the beauty of nature unspoiled.

Slea Head

Slea Head is a painting that I started long ago in 2001, after a three week painting trip to Dingle, on the west coast of Ireland. Slea Head is one of the many headlands in that rocky coast. A patchwork of sloping sheep meadows juts out above the Atlantic Ocean and ends in a steep cliff. I went to Slea Head on a day of cold mist and drizzle, bundled in warm fleece, sturdy raincoat and rain-pants. I drew with my sketch book protected inside a large clear plastic bag. When I returned to Ithaca, I started the painting in my studio. It remained hanging there, unfinished, because I thought it was lacking something. Two decades later, I could finally see – it needed less, not more, and I removed a strip of land, essentially bringing the viewer closer to the brink of the cliff, to look down on the beach below.

Two New Abstract Paintings

When fall turns to winter, I respond to the graphic contrasts of snow against dark backgrounds by painting abstracts in black and white. Actually I am using raw umber and pthalo blue In these. What prompts these paintings could be something I see in nature, in a small newspaper clipping, or glimpsed on TV in the set behind the characters. It could be something internal like a vivid dream or emotion that needs to be externalized. Or it could even be an intellectual question like how can I make a white square seem to float in space, in front of gray and black shapes. I influence the viewer’s perception of the space and volume within the canvas by manipulating the range and arrangement of lights and darks, soft or hard edges, shapes of different sizes. The goal is to entice the eye to move around all the parts of the composition. I chose these two paintings for this blog to show the stylistic extremes. Winter Grasses used a prompt from nature in combination with the idea of dividing a wide horizontal canvas with a series of vertical ovals and arches. The abstraction occurs when I use the underlying shapes of the natural scene, and leave out all the details that convey the identity of the objects. Unwelcome Intruders was prompted by a vivid nightmare. The figures are rendered loosely and indistinctly with gestural strokes, painting wet on wet, directly onto the white canvas without a pre-drawing, laying down a wash of gray and immediately painting over it, and continuing to paint into the wet with more layers, paint on top of paint, each layer informing the next with a little bit of its character. In this painting I introduced a third color – yellow ochre, in order to create a warmer gray. These paintings will appear at the State of the Art Gallery in March. I hope this little preview prompts you to see the rest of the exhibit in the gallery or online at soagannex.online

Structures and Forces

These two abstract paintings were done in tandem starting in October 2019. The first, Structures and Forces started with three or four frothy swirls of acrylic paint slathered on with palette knife. I knew it needed something more, but I was stuck, so I started the second, Breaking Up. It too started with a frothy swirl, the red crescent that you can still see on the bottom. I countered that with straight sided forms, vertical, horizontal and diagonal, done with the same paint application. Still no resolution. Fast forward a year, to October 2020. As I cast about for a bit of playful painting I found these two embryos languishing in my box of unresolved paintings, and finally heard what they were asking for.

Textures in Stitch and Stroke

O.D. Von Engeln nature preserve in Malloryville, N.Y. has a unique combination of natural land forms that result in a variety of different habitats both wet and dry. I captured this image on one of those heartbreakingly brilliant early spring mornings. This is one of the paintings that will be in a show at the State of the Art Gallery during October that I am sharing with my fellow artist, Saundra Goodman, called Textures in Stitch and Stroke. Saundra’s medium is crochet, hence the stitch in the title. I hope this little preview inspires you to come down to the gallery to see the rest. The show will run October 1 – November 1, 2020.

The Summons

Combing through my “stacks” recently, I came across this painting, and found it worth revisiting. It was done in 2005 yet it resonates with the spirit of today. Early one Sunday morning at Stewart Park two little girls and their grandfather were engulfed in a cloud of gulls as they flung bread soaked in water high in the air. It reminds me of a time of freedom to go about as our whims took us and mingle with others without fear.

oil on canvas, 18″ x 24″, currently not for sale.

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