All the artists I’ve wanted to study from are — to put it crudely — dead guys. When I was a youth I studied with Degas (though I never met the man). Later on I studied rather extensively with Van Gogh. I did study with Diebenkorn too, who was an artist of my time (he was born the same year as my mother) but by the time I began studying with him, he was gone as well.
Now I attend Bonnard’s classes. I meet him via books mostly, sometimes in a painting hanging at the National Gallery of Art or the Phillips Collection. He didn’t ever want to be a teacher (so far as I know) but he has consented to let me become his student anyway. (Like what is he going to do to stop me?)
I was teaching some myself a while back. But now I’m a student again. I think the student role suits me better. I don’t say I’m a good student because I do whatever I please. But Monsieur Bonnard doesn’t seem to mind.
Anyway all the posts for a while are diaries of my schooling. I have a project. Step by step I search after the answers to the pictorial problems that arise. I love it. And this blog helps me stay on track. If you want to study in the École de Bonnard, too, do join me. The more the merrier.
The acrylic painting above is one of the versions of the motif I’m currently working on under Bonnard’s pleasantly permissive, ethereal, heavenly supervision.
(Oh, but note, I stole the figs from Frans Snyders.) Steal figs here:
Meanwhile, the student’s path toward learning is not always easy or straight.
A blogger pal Dr Andrea Dinardo of the University of Windsor has an inspiring TED talk on the topic of resilience. You can find it here: