A new show is now up on Artsy “Anything But Painting The Figure” with PoetsArtists #nadinerobbins #painting #photorealism #artsy #artcollector at Zhou B Haus der Kunst / https://lnkd.in/dMFYWjz.
I decided this year to work with a new brighter palette that was inspired by a photo shoot done during the golden hour at sunset. I'm also adding a bit more texture to my surface which is turning out to be a lot of fun! To see most of the work in progress imagery of this new portrait head on over to my Patreon page. Many of the posts are public and others I ask for a small monthly donation that helps sustain my art practice. https://www.patreon.com/nadinerobbins
Beginners and advanced students will enjoy learning from figurative artist Nadine Robbins. Learn the basics of working in oil paint using age-old and modern techniques. Each week you will experience hands-on instruction and personal one-on-one tips and tricks to enhance your work. The class will cover how to shoot and alter reference images, understanding color, blocking, layering, and how to build the subtle details that bring a painting to life. Suggested material list will be sent upon registration.
8 Tuesdays, Oct. 23, 30, Nov. 6, 13, 20, 27, Dec. 4, 11 • 4:00-7:00pm
nm: $515 • m: $490
Instructor: Nadine Robbins
at Pershing Studios
When I was a kid our cousins would trade vacation destinations each summer. On the “bad years”, they would come to our rural home in western New York. On the good ones- we’d visit them on Long Island. My uncle Don was a wonderful man. A teacher and basketball coach. I can still hear his jokes, see his warm smile and smell his cigar.
Part of the Long Island tradition were backyard clam bakes with raw clams and oysters served with cocktail sauce. I was six. When uncle Don offered me the raw oyster he first demonstrated by squeezing lemon over it eating it with a smile as if it were a dare. My Aunt Lorrie scolded him, “Oh Don, honestly, he’s not going to like that!”
When you love someone you trust them, plain and simple. I took an oyster off the tray and slurped it back. When I almost immediately reached for another one, uncle Don laughed.
My wife Katie has heard that story a million times over. We bought Nadine’s Martha’s Half Dozen (pictured above), at the Frying Pan Gallery in Wellfleet because both of us love oysters as a summer time treat. And because my grandmother (uncle Don’s mom) and his daughter were both named Martha.
Ralph Frisina, Otis, MA