I started painting a few years back with acrylics. Very fun when I started but the novelty wore thin in time. Not sure why. Then life happened. We moved... things came up. A year passed before I painted anything.
Then the paper I worked for folded. For the first time in nearly 15 years, I found myself without a paycheck. During this period of employment uncertainty, my friend, Nick Kokis, suggested we get together and do some painting. Oil painting. Yikes.
What the hell, I thought, it's time to get back into it and what better way than to be mentored by a friend with much painting experience. And an equal fondness for beer.
I had no great ideas for subject matter. Nick suggested the plastic skull he had in his studio.
And so here it is... my first oil painting... a skull on a spikey stick. The actual plastic skull spent much of its modeling time on top of a Swiffer handle but that wouldn't look very cool in my first oil painting, now would it? Spikey stick it is.
I was pretty pleased with the result. I'm sure a more experienced painter would find plenty of fault with it... but I'm not that experienced.
I tell people who I think might be shocked by the subject matter that it is important for an artist to practice recreating the human anatomy. The reality is that at 38, I still have the same fascination with skulls and skeletons that I had when I was 10 or 12 years old.