The Quiet One

     

     Ben Kimble is a good and humble man.  I could stop right there with this perfect, succinct summation of my friend and superb cowboy.  Ben is a longtime permanent fixture in northern Arizona, and Beano, as he is known in the cowboy circle, is the quiet type.

     He is solid and gets his work done with the competence of a top hand.  Beano has worked on most of the big ranches in Arizona, including the Diamond As, O RO, 7-Up, and the Old C.V.  Beano has grabbed hold of all the cowboy life has to offer and carries the traditions of the working cowboy right there on his sleeve for all to see.  And he makes no apologies for it.

     My favorite recollection of Beano is the special care he doted on the older cowhands at a branding several years ago.  His respect for those who have gone before him; those who refuse to give up the lifestyle they love, was most admirable.

Arizona Fast Loop

     Beano has a strong connection to the men and country of northern Arizona.  The long highway keeps our friendship at bay, but we only need one handshake to pick up where our relationship was cut short.  I realized that I have been painting him for nearly 10 years now, and nothing has changed.  The saddle leather and trappings come and go, but the man remains steady and true.     

The Strength of MOLON LABE

     “MOLON LABE!” – These are the words spoken vociferously by the Spartan leader Leonidas to the Persian invaders and their leader, Xerxes.  Now, Xerxes had asked Leonidas, quite politely as a matter of fact, to surrender his weapons at Thermopylae. 

     The defiant Spartan king, with the moxie to back it up, made his position quite clear.  “Come and Take Them!”  Xerxes eventually made Leonidas eat his words, but not before the 300 Spartans exemplified what it meant to be Spartan. 

     The Greek historian, Herodotus, guessed the number of Persians at 2,000,000, while most scholars today put it at 300,000.  Somewhere between 20-25,000 Persians were run through by Leonidas and his men.

     Just this last week, I read that the Spartans were one of the few cultures that refused to build a wall around their city.  Quite frankly, they just didn’t need it.  Their reputation and training preceded them, and that dedication and pursuit of perfection made invaders really weigh the consequences of their actions.

     While this same dedication can be tied to your training as an artist, it can also serve in any aspect of life.  This is where I go back to my old fallback position, exemplified best in The War of Art, by Steven Pressfield:

A Professional is Prepared.  “I’m not talking about craft; that goes without saying.  The professional is prepared at a deeper level.  He is prepared, each day, to confront his own self-sabotage.

     The professional understands that Resistance is fertile and ingenious.  It will throw stuff at him that he’s never seen before.

     The professional prepares mentally to absorb blows and to deliver them.  His aim is to take what the day gives him.  He is prepared to be prudent and prepared to be reckless, to take a beating when he has to, and to go for the throat when he can.  He understands that the field alters every day.  His goal is not victory (success will come by itself when it wants to) but to handle himself, his insides, as sturdily and steadily as he can.

A Professional Dedicates Himself To Mastering Technique.  The professional respects his craft.  He does not consider himself superior to it.  He recognizes the contributions of those who have gone before him.  He apprentices himself to them.

     The professional dedicates himself to mastering technique not because he believes technique is a substitute for inspiration but because he wants to be in possession of the full arsenal of skills when inspiration does come.  The professional is sly.  He knows that by toiling beside the front door of technique, he leaves room for genius to enter by the back.

     Whether it’s art, or life, or shooting, or cooking, or any other endeavor, we can learn from the Spartans.  Being Prepared and Mastering Technique are the roots of success.  Add Persistence to these two and you’re bordering on unstoppable.

     

Steady

     Today I want to introduce you to a good man and a good friend.  His name is Mark Kirkpatrick.  I first met Mark through my friend Maurice Chambers (you might remember him from a previous post).  Mark grew up wanting nothing more than the freedom of the cowboy life.  To hear Mark’s deep, soft-spoken voice is always a refreshing respite from the noise of the world.   The highway and this crazy art lifestyle keep us apart for long spells, but real friendships can pick up easily from the last conversation. 

     Mark has many passions and interests.  I remember when he got a hankering for a Sharps rifle and two months later, he’s toting a big 45-70 Buffalo gun everywhere he goes.  He’s not a man of many guns, but heed the old sayings of Ruark, the famous African hunter, (some attribute it to Elmer Keith), “Beware the man with one gun…. Chances are he knows how to use it.”  Mark certainly falls into this category.  I damn sure don’t want him shooting at me!

     Many shared adventures come to mind when I think of Mark.  Once, we were horseback in Deep South Texas, hunting hogs with his dogs.  We eased over a hilltop to discover three large boars at a feeder and decided to mount a full-on charge.  The dogs took off and we followed close behind.  That is, until Mark’s old mustang, Sugar, started bucking, and dumped me into a strategically placed pile of rocks.  

Born 100 Years Too Late

     I remember a cowboy trip to Willard, New Mexico.  Mark had really wanted to get out of Texas for a bit and an invite from Shawn Goemmer was all we needed.  Mark fit right in with the Arizona and New Mexico crews.  He has a natural gift as a peacemaker, and a calming spirit.  It’s one of the reasons I’ve always liked painting him.  Mark and Maurice were my first cowboy subjects.   Any success I’ve encountered in this career started with their inspiration and their encouragement.

     Mark’s passions these days still revolve around his love of the freedom of being a cowboy, and his latest appetite for bobcats  and mountain lions.  All his free time is spent following the bawl of good cat dogs.  Big Cats or Lions, it makes no difference.  Mark, like the painting in my coffee table book so aptly describes, was born 100 years too late.

     

Soper's Horses

     As a watercolorist, I am on an eternal search for quality resources to further my craft.  The great majority of watercolor-related books have little to offer.

     My friend Jason Scull recently gave me a remarkable book that is definitely worth adding to your collection, whether you paint or not.  The title is George Soper’s Horses, A Celebration of the English Working Horse by Paul Heiney.  This book is not only rooted in good foundational drawing and painting, but is directly targeted for the western painter, because Soper’s subject matter is draft horses.

     Soper’s affinity for farming horses is crystal clear.  He spent a lifetime studying the European draft horses and his dedication is evident in his drawing.  Soper’s body of work was produced in the first half of the last century.  He died in 1942.  He was typical of an artist who totally immersed himself in his subject matter.  He could move seamlessly through different mediums to illustrate his passion.

     Watercolors, etchings, scratchboard and simple sketches are handled with the knowledge of a Master.  Of course, I lean toward the watercolors as my favorites, but you will appreciate Soper’s gift with a brush or pencil.

     Two of my favorite paintings in the book are shown above, and they are handled so brilliantly they need no further discussion. 

     If you don’t have this book in your collection, please consider a visit to Amazon.  You won’t be disappointed. 

P.S.  The last time I checked Amazon there were only 4 copies available.  Don’t delay!

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How To Grab Life By The Horns!

     As I promised yesterday, we’re going to start off the New Year with a unique outlook on life.  And it’s provided by my good friend, Lowell Goemmer.  Lowell and his wife, Karen, are the parents of Shawn Goemmer, whom I’ve often featured in paintings.  And you’ve met their granddaughters, Dally and Riata in past blog posts.  But now it’s time to get to know Lowell.

Lowell and Karen

     There are many adjectives to describe Lowell, and high on the list is “colorful”.  Life takes some big ol’ nasty bites out of him and he takes it in stride….kicks life back into his corner and turns it into a good story.  He’s proud of his scars and his setbacks and doesn’t blame anyone or whine about his troubles.

     We only got crossways once over a comment (I supposedly made) about Lowell packing his own wheel bearings.  He claims I made some snide comment about “I usually pay to have someone do that kind of work for me”.  To this day, I deny the comment (hell, I pack my own bearings!) and we have some good verbal sparring matches over the remark.

     In retribution, I emphatically state that Lowell cannot cook a burger beyond “cool rare”.  I realize that “cool rare” doesn’t even exist in the cooking range, but I’ve seen it in Willard, New Mexico.  “Cool rare” will most certainly not kill e coli and other friendly bacteria, waiting to wreck your colon.  But again, Lowell and I must agree to disagree on this subject.

     So without further adieu, enjoy Lowell’s Christmas letter.  It will show you just exactly how to grab life by the horns.

Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year!

     Ended up with less than I started off with.  Cut my thumb off in October….

     Shawn and Mindy are buying cows and a Nevada lease.  Shane and Sherri sold their house and they will run some cows here in Willard, NM.  I would think them damn kids would be smart enough not to get in the cow business after being raised in it.  Shane loved flying, but didn’t care much for the corporate world.

Lowell

     In May, we all got together for Karen’s Mom’s 90^th birthday party in Denver.  All 9 of her great grandchildren made it – ages 11 down to 5 months.  In June we all met in LaVeta for a memorial for Mom and Dad.  Mom passed away last year in December.  Turned out real nice.  Rained and country looked good.  About enough of this togetherness.  I think we were pushing our luck.

     In late June we hauled to Montana.  Karen was leading the world in the 60’s Barrel Race so we decided to take the plunge and go to Canada and the Calgary Stampede to insure it.  DAMN bureaucrats wouldn’t let us in!  They had changed their entry requirements and told Karen that New Mexico had sloppy vets.  They are a sorry lot no matter what country you go to.  Then her dog got run over up there and about got killed.  Good vet up there saved her.  1400 long miles home.  Got dog on road to recovery and went to AZ to the Cowpuncher’s Reunion (big gathering of cowboys, lots of visiting and roping---very big for ranchers and families).  Both granddaughters, Dally & Riata, won belt buckles and got baptized in a stock tank.

Reata and Dally

     My old calf horse “Cap” got crippled this year so had to borrow my blue mare back from my grandson, Kade, to rope on at the rest of the rodeos.  Have 5 calf horses, Cap is crippled, and the grandkids have the rest of them—two in New Mexico, and two in Nevada.  Fun watching them; all 4 of them have won all-arounds this year.  Makenna, age 2 ½, even won a buckle and enters every boot race.  She and Fallon share Porky.

     After fall Nevada rodeos, we came home and Karen turned around and took her mare to the vet, and went back to Nevada to run barrels with Mindy and the girls.  I was practicing team roping at home and cut my thumb off, so she flew home after the barrel race and we headed back to the Finals in Winnemucca (NV).  She was sick when we got back to Shawn’s; took her to the emergency room and she had SHINGLES!  She was as sick as I ever saw her.  She tells everyone to get a shingles shot.  She managed to run one round and turned out the other three.  So, no saddle this year, but we had a good finals, watching our kids.

Karen

     National Senior Pro Rodeo Association inducted Karen into the Hall of Fame and her whole family was there except her brother.  All the grandkids were pretty proud of Grandma, and to top it all off, Sally, her barrel horse was voted Barrel Horse of the Year.  SO IT HAS BEEN A GOOD YEAR.

     Didn’t have time to sit around and feel sorry for myself.  Got home and headed to Amarillo to the Ranch Rodeo Finals.  My sister’s kids were on a ranch team.  Now I’m back home and getting ready to go to the National Finals Rodeo in Vegas.  Oh well, people die in bed.

     A friend in New Mexico told me that the way I operate, it’s a wonder I didn’t do it 30 years ago.  With friends like that, who needs enemies?

God Bless!

Lowell and Karen

     So when you feel like life is getting you down, and you don’t have the stamina to go on, just imagine living a day in Lowell’s boots.  I’m 20 years younger, and I can’t keep up! 

     On Monday, we will begin the New Year with a demo.  It’s time to get back to painting!  Tune in!      

    

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Art and the New Technology

     I've spoken about artist David Kassan and his fantastic drawing and painting ability.  I saw this video several months ago, and was astounded at how quickly he was able to adapt to a completely new medium that is technology-based.

     This may not be the traditional method of creating art, but art it is, and I found it fascinating.  This is  where traditional drawing skill and high tech come together.  This will be the new sketchbook of the future.  Watch and marvel!

The Thinking Artist

     I wanted to tell you about a conversation I had with my friend and noted sculptor John Coleman.  He was kind enough to attend my exhibition of paintings from Cow Country Cooking.  We exchanged pleasantries and moved right to the meat of the discussion.  I asked John, “What’s new?” And in his quiet, direct manner he let fly with his usual to-the-point, and concise, opinion. 

     John explained he was carefully trying to ride that line between doing what’s working, and still trying to move forward to create something new, brilliant and original.  We all know this familiar and well-traveled road.  One group says, “dance with the girl you brung”, and yet the very nature of being an artist is to push the envelope and create something that hasn’t been done.

     In effect this means ditching that girl you brung.  So here we stand staring that old conundrum directly in the face again.  Do you “play it safe” with what’s working for you?  Or do you get out of your comfort zone and push the creative process?

     I like talking to John because he is a careful thinker.  I always feel comfortable talking shop with an artist of his caliber, because John is securely rooted in the foundation of his craft.  Though I don’t sculpt, I secretly wish I could attend a workshop with John.  I know I wouldn’t make a splash as a sculptor, but I would learn fundamental concepts that I could carry over to my drawing and painting. 

     How can I be so sure?  Because I have seen John’s handiwork with drawing and it’s to be highly regarded.  The fact is you don’t sculpt at his level and not have some basics to fall back on in other media.

     If you talked with John for 5 minutes, you would no doubt come to the abrupt realization that whatever John Coleman sets his sights on artistically, it will become a success.

     Not only is John a professional success, but he is also a nice guy.  He always takes the time to talk with artists, is always approachable, and can focus his efforts to provide you with positive input.  In short, he genuinely cares about helping his fellow artists.  I get the feeling he focuses on those who take their craft seriously, and are constantly seeking to raise the bar on their own efforts.

      I enjoyed our visit, John, and thanks for the wise words. 

All images © John Coleman.  Content © Mark Kohler Studio.

Horse Trader: "A Hard and Shrewd Bargainer"

     I just recently completed a cookbook project with my friend Kathy McCraine.  I can attest to Kathy’s talents—Writer, Photographer, Rancher and Gourmet Cook—so falling in with her to contribute to “Cow Country Cooking”, was a no-brainer.

     Today’s post, however, is about Kathy’s husband, Swayze McCraine.  Swayze also has a long list of attributes on his life’s resume:  Rancher, Developer, and all around Horse Trader.  For myself, I would like to add Friend, Mentor….and did I say, all around Horse Trader?

     To put it simply, Swayze McCraine is a good man.  He’s kept me on track when the numbers wouldn’t work in my head, and he’s showed me how to keep my eye on the ball.

     When I stop talking long enough to listen, I generally start to glean pearls of wisdom from this man.  And if I push the issue, Swayze will tell me how to work the deal/problem and resolve the matter in question.  (Most likely with terms and interest rates included---he’s shaking his head right now!)

     He can do numbers in his head as fast as I can mix red and blue.  That’s why he’s such a good businessman.  And I learn something from him every time I’m in his presence.

     As far as being a Rancher, that term doesn't quite cover his talents.  Swayze can jerk his rope down, build a loop, and catch and doctor cattle with the best of them; as well as execute a management program for the entire ranch—from solar power to dealing with the BLM.

Photo by Kathy McCraine

     Several years ago a virus attacked Swayze’s heart and killed a large percentage of the muscle in and around this vital organ.  After a long fight, Swayze was the recipient of a complete heart transplant.  He lives every day with the real knowledge that this life is short and can change in an instant.  Much of his generosity and love of life is born of this life-changing event.  It has become a great impetus for him to take life by the horns and live it on his terms.

      Swayze carried the note on “Cow Country Cooking” for Kathy and me, so we worked feverishly to move out of the red and into the black as quickly as possible.  Our motivation was fueled not so much by fear, but more by the desire for success.  Swayze is the type of man who makes you want to succeed.  And I can tell you from experience that when he says “You done good”, you tend to walk a little taller, knowing you made him proud of your effort.

     He’s not the art lover that Kathy is, but when the time comes to sell a piece of art, get out of his way.  He plays three moves ahead, and isn’t afraid to close.

     My favorite time is riding in his truck and bouncing ideas about life off my friend.  Mentors are those who take the time to help those who need it, and Swayze is as good as they come.  Some (Pam included) would say his dog Loupe (short for Loupe Garou) might be one of his greatest assets, and I would certainly agree.  Loupe is a member of the family, and the truth is, Kathy and Swayze treat us like family.  When we are in Northern Arizona, we know where home is.

      Later tonight, I’ll be oiling my newest possession: a beater pellet gun that Swayze gifted me.  It looks like a typical rancher’s “truck gun”; beat up and scarred all to hell, with worn bluing.  But no amount of money will pry it from my hands.  It was given to me by a friend; a mentor…..and, oh, did I say….a horse-trader?  

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Cowboy Prayer

     This is the painting that brought me my first success.  As I told you in yesterday's post, it was the painting that was the driving force behind the encouragement I received from my very first collector.  The painting is of my friend, Mark Kirkpatrick, who lives with his wife Pam, in Junction, Texas.  And yes, when the two couples are together, there is a plethora of "Marks and Pams".

Cowboy Prayer

     This painting is special to me in many ways.  It represents the start of good friendships, and the recognition of a Power that humbles us all.  It has spoken to more people than I can recall.  The painting is nearly 17 years old, yet I still get comments from those who say it moved them.  And I am grateful for the opportunity it gave me.  Because of this painting, I decided to follow the path laid out before me; the path that I could no longer ignore.  And I've never looked back.
     As we all get ready to celebrate a day of Thanksgiving, I am filled with gratitude for what my talent has given me:  a lifestyle that is rich in friends, history of our country, and the freedom and ability to express myself.  I am truly blessed.

Happy Thanksgiving!  I will see you back here on Monday.  Enjoy the holiday!
 

Mastering The Trail

Everything about my friend Trina Campbell is colorful.  She’s a refreshing breath of intense, bright, right-in-your-face fresh air.

     Trina is the wife of noted horse trainer, clinician and all-around good guy Peter Campbell.  They run a 1400-acre horse operation near Wheatland, Wyoming.

Trina Campbell

     Trina has been in my neck of the woods these past few days, giving her own instruction and insight to a good bunch of folks near Cuero, Texas.  She has been a favorite subject of mine since we met many years ago.  But I must admit that it’s damn near impossible to adequately illustrate through paint, all that is Trina.

     A larger than life character, Trina is drawn to people who have focus and drive.  Her intensity for horsemanship is evident in flashes of brilliance, and she is able to lighten the mood and keep those around her moving forward.

     After spending the better part of two evenings with Trina and friends, I’ve come to see a genuine, honest and caring person.  But make no mistake---Trina has little time for suffering fools, and those who refuse to dedicate themselves to the basics and foundations of their craft, will be summarily dismissed.

Peter Campbell

     This philosophy is common ground between us.  Trina, like myself, is drawn to individuals who pride themselves on fine craftsmanship.  Our mutual friend John Weinkauf is the perfect example.  Considered by many to be the finest handmade boot maker in the country, John represents Trina’s philosophy to the highest degree.  The level of skill and craftsmanship exhibited by masters such as Peter, Trina and John will generally be lost on the masses (even those who consider themselves self-appointed connoisseurs of finer things).

     Please don’t take my words wrong here.  There are many fine craftsmen of gear and art to be had.  But the level of work and expertise that skilled artisans like John Weinkauf or Silversmith Mark Drain exhibit are at a remarkable level.  They are true master craftsmen rooted in the knowledge of basics and foundation.

     So hats off to Trina Campbell for once again showing me that “Mastery of Craft”, be it Peter Campbell with his horse and light hand, or John Weinkauf with last and thread is a trail of choice; a trail the artist or artisan must choose to walk.  It’s a trail where mastery and quality is dictated by only one ….. that’s you! 

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It's Never Too Late!

     Pam will tell you that a recurring theme for me is “I should have started earlier”.  I look at all the wonderful artists who knew they were artists, and got in the game early, and I wish I had made that decision.

     My thinking is that I would be that much further down the road in skill, knowledge and technique, if only I had made a move much earlier.  This also might be the case for a few of you.

     There will always be the protégé who has mastered some art aspect (he does one thing well, rather than being well-rounded in his skills), and has started his artistic journey.  For the rest of us, “it just ain’t so”.  Some of us stumbled into the party late, with no clue how to proceed, and are just trying to make art the thing work.  Still others have yearned to take the art exit, but are hesitant for many reasons:  spouses, family, security, something our dad told us --- they all come into play.

     For me, it was a profound decision.  I did not want to face God and tell Him I never used my talent.  Pam didn’t want me to reach the age of 70 and regret not taking the art off-ramp.

     The point is “It’s never too late”.  Pam is writing a novel with no thoughts of making an income from her efforts.  She writes because, she too has a gift, and she loves to write for the sheer enjoyment of it.  So she won’t be facing her Maker with a full pen and a blank piece of paper.

     So, what’s holding you back?  No one says you must make a living off your art, except you.  But there is nothing to stop you from enjoying your craft.  Do it for fun, or stress relief, or just because you like to give them away --- but do it!

     If your skill level climbs, sell a few to friends and family.  Moving to full-time is a natural progression.  Let it happen.

     When I was making folding knives I noticed something about the craft that got my attention:  the part-time knife makers were producing a better product.  Why?

     1) They didn’t have a time constraint. They could stick with a design until it was perfect.

     2) They had a relaxed atmosphere to work in; no pressure from a customer.

     3) They didn’t have to sell their product in order to eat.

     4) And most importantly, they had the freedom to try something new; a new design, a new mechanism, a new process.

     5) And finally, they just enjoyed the process.

     Being a part-timer, can work in your favor; so don’t get caught up in pressing the “full-timer” court.

     The real death knell comes for those who never start.  Once you start, it’s the beginning of the natural progression and you can determine how far you take this art thing.  Just remember that it’s never too late to start.  So what are you 
waiting for?

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The Quiet Paintings That Speak Volumes

     I know.  C’mon, admit it.  You are upset with me.  Not one watercolor artist until now?!?  Well, I saved the best for last for several reasons.  I’ll come right out and say it:  no single artist has had a more profound impact on my work than Thomas A. Daly.

     I, like Daly, have a huge appreciation for the works of Chardin.  Growing up in the sporting life, no woodsman can see the fruits of his labor through Chardin’s eyes and not be moved.  Daly quietly picks up the ball and moves farther with this theme.  Thomas Aquinas Daly is a master painter.

     Why did I save this one for last?  First, because Daly is the one artist that I feel moves between watercolor and oil painting in a seamless manner.  What I mentioned in yesterday’s post that could be learned from Michael Workman, can also be applied to Daly’s work.  His watercolors are made stronger by his oil paintings and if we could ask him, I bet he would acknowledge that his oils were deeply affected by his mastery of watercolor.

     I have studied Thomas Daly’s writings and paintings and I have recommended his book Nature’s Quiet Places several times.  This brings me to my second point in explaining, “Why is Daly last?”  If you read Mr. Daly’s book, you will see that he encompasses all the things we discussed this week.

Afternoon Olives
By Thomas A. Daly

     What is most fascinating about this man is that he lives his art.  In no uncertain terms he IS his art.  The emotional connections of his daily life – hunting, archery, fly-fishing, carving decoys or making his own skiff – all come together to create his unique vision that is nothing more than an image of himself.  Yes, his paintings will live on, and in every painting you see the man.

    Please consider Mr. Daly’s book for your collection.  The pearls of artistic wisdom are too numerous to count.  He gives us real content we can grab hold of and use; big concepts that will carry over to any subject matter you choose.  This is why I saved his impact on me until the end.

     Let me explain further:  what I find so incredibly influential about Daly’s advice is his ability to simplify.  His painting style simplifies the landscape into daubs of color, placed in just the right spot on paper or canvas.  If you’ve ever felt overwhelmed about where to begin a painting, Daly will sum it up for you nicely:  “The subject must be regarded in a purely abstract sense, completely devoid of an identity.  Thus, instead of seeing a rabbit or a kettle, I have altered my thought process to envision an array of colored shapes, delicately juxtaposed in almost a mosaic fashion.  If successfully translated into paint, that vision will inherently depict the subject’s texture simply as a by-product of good painting.”

      Enough said!  I hope you will consider his words and his paintings.  If taken with sincere appreciation, they will find their way into your own subjects, and maybe someday you will be the “Daly” for another young artist.

Image © Thomas Daly.  Content © Mark Kohler Studio.

A Man of Texture

     I saw my first Michael Workman painting about 12 to 15 years ago at Meyer Gallery in Santa Fe.  I was dumbfounded and speechless as I studied what Workman could do with paint.  Then several years later, my friend Chris McLarry (owner of McLarry Fine Art) bought a fantastic Workman painting, that I now get to visit and scrutinize on a regular basis.

     I’ve never met Michael, but I know several artists who have and he sounds like a wonderful person.  He routinely gives workshops around the country and seeks to help painters improve their craft.

     Michael Workman grew up in Highland, Utah, a rural high desert town that has been the impetus and inspiration for his paintings.  At workmanstudio.com, there are two paintings that really capture my attention:  “Summer Cows” (see in Art For Sale gallery) and “View Toward Mora With Cows” (in Recent Works gallery).

     “Summer Cows” reminds me of that first chance meeting with a Workman painting.  Workman’s layering and paint texture are a force of their own.  No one handles edges like he does.  The blend of soft and hard edges in his work, as well as good drawing, are where the impact of his work has an effect on me.  Also, note how he uses the edge of the painting.  The underpainting becomes a huge part of the impact of the overall work.

"View Toward Mora With Cows"
by Michael Workman

      In the Recent Work gallery you will find a series of smaller paintings with a very early summer feel to them.  The greens are handled magnificently.  If you have trouble with greens, look at this series of paintings.  Workman’s subtle color changes and variegations are masterful.

      The painting titled “View Toward Mora With Cows” has great atmospheric qualities on the mountain background.  Also note that the extreme foreground is handled very loosely, but reads perfectly.  This is an oil painter that can teach us watercolorists about broad areas of color and foregrounds, and how to use his handling of the subject to our benefit.  Check out “Mora River with Cows #2” and see how simplified the foreground is.  This can be adapted to watercolor!

      Please stop and take the time to view these master works.  They will only serve to improve your own painting and inspire you to achieve greater things. 

Image © Michael Workman.  Content © Mark Kohler.

Immerse Yourself In Your Subject

     I like a lot of Western artists, but one stands head and shoulders above the fray.  His name is Bill Owen.  Bill has been a member of the Cowboy Artists of America since 1973, and in my opinion, he has continually produced the highest caliber body of work.

     Bill has shown at everything from the Grand Palais in Paris, France to art shows in Beijing, China.  He has participated in every great Western Art show in the States, including the Prix de West and the C.A. shows.

     The first time I ever met Bill was at the Cow Punchers Reunion in Williams, Arizona, about 4 or 5 years ago.  Bill and I were in the same empty bucking chute, photographing cowboy bronc rides.  We both took the same photo of Cody LaSeur sailing headfirst over a big black bronc.  (Truth in advertising laws require that I admit Bill’s painting sold for fifteen times mine).

     I found out several things that day.  Bill Owen is a nice man and a class act.  I also noticed that Bill immersed himself in his subjects.  Bill has owned cattle ranches and knows cowboys and their craft intimately.  But the image that stands out in my mind is one of Bill shaking hands and strolling through friendships that were many years old.

     I think that Bill teaches us that we must strive for perfection in our craft and know our subject in every possible aspect.

     Visit Bill’s website and look at the quality of his work.  I especially enjoyed reading about how a painting titled “Leading In A Maverick” came to fruition. (Click on the Journal tab).  This alone should give any young new artist great insight on how to develop a painting, and the work and research that are required to execute such a difficult painting.

     His work, as all good work usually is, is rooted in fundamentals:  good drawing, good composition and good stories.  Bill Owen is not only a cowboy’s artist, but he’s an artist’s artist.  And that is no easy feat.

Images © Bill Owen.  Content © Mark Kohler Studio.

The Technician

     When people ask me who my favorite artist is, I toss it around a bit and generally come back to my preferred artistic technician, Jacob Collins.  I’ll let you read his resume and artistic credentials at jacobcollinspaintings.com.  It is impressive and thorough.

     It is rather difficult to study with such a great artist, even though he has established several ateliers, and continues to teach even today.  I suppose someday he will provide insight to the masses.  But transferring his type of wisdom doesn’t come easy and it can’t be obtained through any self-taught discipline.  It’s the same reason there are no self-taught black belt masters or brain surgeons.

     The very nature of atelier drawing is rooted in the apprenticeship method of learning.  I would point you to one of the best books available on the subject.  The book is titled “Classical Drawing Atelier” by Juliette Aristides, and several works by Jacob Collins grace its pages.  I suppose with the Charles Barque drawing book and the Aristides book, you could launch yourself a great deal of the way down the road.  Collins’ mastery of his craft is remarkable, and I consider him a true Master Artist.

     His website is full of drawings and paintings that continue to motivate and inspire me.  Within his drawings section, notice the working sketch titled “Study For a Red Head”.  This drawing of a woman’s torso will show you how in-depth Collins’ pre-study and working sketch information is.  Notice that nothing is being left to chance.

     

The drawing and painting, both titled “Carolina”, are among my personal favorites.  I saw a photo of this painting several months ago and Pam was able to locate the show booklet, so I could study the painting in more depth.

     In many ways I feel access to someone with Collins’ skill level is difficult to obtain without taking a three-year sabbatical to study in Italy or New York.  Maybe this is a self-imposed obstacle commonly known as “a good excuse”.   In the meantime, I will keep the bar high for myself, and seek inspiration and knowledge from great artists like Jacob Collins.  See if his work doesn’t inspire you.   

Images © Jacob Collins.  Content © Mark Kohler.

Out Of The Box

     I thought this week I might try something a bit different.  I want to introduce you to some of my favorite artists; what I like about their work and how I try to incorporate what they are accomplishing into my work.

      The first artist that I think we can all grab some inspiration from is Jon David Kassan.  I will skip the bio information, because my intention is for you to spend this time studying this young artist’s work.  His website is DavidKassan.com and I would ask that you spend some time reviewing both his drawings, as well as his paintings.

     Please don’t think that since Kassan doesn’t do watercolors, we have nothing to glean.  I have watched his drawing demo video on YouTube, titled “Salmagundi Club Drawing Video”, many times.  This is a most informative 7 minute 55 second video.  Notice how the drawing moves through a measuring with straight lines, to a block-in with a separation of shadow side and lit side, to establishing dark darks, turning of form and finally, highlights with chalk.  This is traditional drawing at its very best. 

     Kassan says on his website, “I am interested in the concept of a painting’s technical and transformative powers”.  If you watch this Salmagundi demonstration, you will be witness to his statement.

Kassan uses the Brushes app
on the iPad to create this piece

     Another video I beg you to watch is his demonstration on the Apple iPad.  Kassan is not only a technical genius with brush or pencil, but he understands self-marketing maybe better than any artist I’ve come across.  The video titled “Finger painting on the Apple iPad” is a mesmerizing feat on two fronts.  First, is his absolute complete and total mastery of his drawing craft with any medium, including a new electronic one.  Second, you will notice at the end of the 7:51 demo, that there is a tag line that says, “streamed live from Brooklyn, New York.”  This may be why this video has captured well over 1,000,000 hits.  Apple would be wise to use this demo in their advertising.

     We must make the effort to learn from “out of the box” thinkers like Kassan.  He has much to teach us if we are willing to take it all in.

     He also reiterates what I mentioned last week in my post “Time Stealers”.  Kassan says, “Time is the most valuable thing we have; the one aspect of daily life that we cannot get back once it’s gone.”

      He’s absolutely right.  You’re an artist and time to create is limited.  Get busy and learn from everyone you can.  Start here with David Kassan. 

Images © Jon David Kassan.  Content © Mark Kohler.

The New "Old School"

     It’s something that I pride myself on.  I’m not sure where it’s overwhelming influence emanates from.  Maybe it’s the people I come from, or the effects of the society I keep.  But nonetheless, it’s true.  I’m “Old School”.  I jostled this around in my head, trying to figure out why I’m constantly drawn to all things handmade, old and antiquated.

     Really, it’s not an affliction, but I have found myself in unique situations because of my appreciation of tradition.  Here’s an example:  Pam and I are in Montana roaming around an antique store, looking for interesting objects to add to a still-life painting.

     In every antique store, there is always one consignor who leans heavily toward hand tools.  Hand tools rarely fit into the type of still-lifes I enjoy painting, but I find myself holding a cobbler’s hammer, and I am completely enthralled with it’s small hickory handle that is as slick as porcelain from years of use in another “old-schooler’s” hand.  The sweeping curve of the claw and d the over-sized face of the hammer are, in themselves, a work of art.  Clean lines, American-made quality.  And I can’t put the damn thing down.  I decide I can’t justify the $25 price to Pam, without a vision of a painting nailed down, and yet it continues to haunt me these two weeks later.  Rest assured, I will buy the next one. 

     When I look at my entire existence, it’s clear.  I love traditional bows, both recurve and longbow.  And I prefer to shoot two-blade broadheads that haven’t changed in a thousand years.  I still enjoy the time spent sharpening them with a file. 

     There are split bamboo fly rods, leather goods, silver work, wool jackets (Filson or Bemidji).  For knives, it’s carbon steel over stainless (preferably 01 or D2 tool steel).  Maybe it actually is an affliction!

     I like Japanese water stones and oilstones over any modern sharpening widget.  Give me a Dutch Oven (Griswold), old butcher knives, lever guns, and I damn sure want my film camera back.

     I know this world is out-pacing my bush craft ways, and me and in many regards, I must find a way to embrace new technology, new media and a future, that on first appearance, will spit me out.

     But the real truth is I fight back in my own way.  Pam and I, if nothing else, chose our own road.  We turned our back on the ‘burb house (with two trees of your choice), company car, and profit sharing.  We built our own version of a secluded homestead.  I have the dog kennels I can’t live without and the music of coyotes most every night.

     I have chosen a simple life of painting what I choose to paint, and refining and reveling in all things “old school”.  All indications are that this world is changing fast and might get tougher from here on out.  Who knows…. Maybe the new “Old School” is coming back around.  Count me in!

All content © Mark Kohler Studio.

   

Train Jumping

     I jumped my first train when I was in junior high school.  I met a kid in my homeroom class who knew the ins and outs of truancy, bus riding, note forgery and the likes.  He also knew everything about train jumping.

     Hey, my grandfather was a railroad man…. this might be right up my alley.  So I eagerly signed on to this adventure.  We rode the train from North Austin all the way to McNeil Road (farther North Austin), and then jumped onto a return train and back to our bicycles that we had stashed in a culvert.

     I discovered that train jumping was exhilarating fun and quite the exciting experience.  My parents never found out (although I have a feeling that my mother has fainted in her chair as she is reading this!)  Bad news travels fast these 38 years later.

     So, if you’re an artist, where does this little tale fit in?  Well, I say you should jump the artistic train.  Take a chance and see if exhilaration won’t pay you a visit.  The good thing about train jumping is that it applies to the professional artist as well as the beginner.

     If you’re just starting out, try a few trains.  You’ve got nothing to lose but some time and experimentation.  You will be surprised at what throwing caution to the wind might turn up.  For the more experienced artist, consider this:  We all know that an artistic rut can wreak havoc on our creativity.  Many times we languish in our old ways, stuck with a medium or palette or subject matter that just isn’t the vision we were originally after. 

     Jumping the train for a short run down the rails might be all you need to loosen up and find a new direction or to kindle a new passion.  Jumping the artistic train can be all you need to get back on track, and it’s safer than the real deal.  At least this way you won’t have to stash your bike!