Layer upon layer

Basically for me, painting in layers is just what it sounds like.

I paint a section of a painting, then after it's dry, paint on it again, and again. It's a classical approach that has been done for a long time and taught by many schools of art (or at least it used to be). Famous painters, like Rembrandt, Titian and Rubens painted this way.

It's a different approach than painting "alla prima" (basically one layer, painted in one sitting). For me, painting in layers is a more leisurely paced technique that allows me to slowly build up the painting, without being rushed. This way I can build up colors and textures, creating a rich painting (and every brush stroke doesn't have to be "perfect.")

On the other hand, alla prima is much more about speed. I do this when I paint outdoors, en plein air, where how fast you paint is important. - the approaches are very different.

How many layers? (Actually, that's not really the right question to ask.) I also see some who declare there's a specific number of layers if you're painting in layers. (That would not be my answer.)

My answer? There's no set rule for how many layers you should paint. It's really more about how many you NEED.

For me, the first layer is important and helps me to build a cohesive and luminous painting. That's the imprimatura/bistre layer. After that, I might paint an area in one or two layers, but other areas may need many more to get the result I'm after. By layering, I can build up beautifully rich colors and nuanced details with different types of soft textures or glazed layers. (I'm certainly not keeping count of how many layers I'm painting!)

to H*LL and back - part 3

Reference - Part 2:

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It's been a while since I've shared an update about our home and my studio.

We’ve moved back to Hammond, and I spent months—literally—getting the house finished and unpacking everything. It's nearly complete now, and thankfully, I’m finally at a point where I can paint again.

Here’s a picture of the updated studio:

Over the past couple of months, I've poured my heart and soul into preparing for my solo show at 600 Julia Street. The long, sleepless nights, endless hours of painting, and intense focus have all been worth it. The art walk this past weekend was such a special moment, it was wonderful to see so many people enjoying the break from our usual southern heat and rain! it was truly overwhelming in the best way. Moments like these remind me why I do what I do.

You can view the available artwork at the gallery by following this [link].

to H*LL and back - part 2

reference: Part 1:

https://www.camillebarnesstudio.com/studio-blog/2022/9/3/to-hell-and-back

The fire had raged through our home and my art studio. In its wake, it left behind a landscape of charred memories and broken dreams. My husband and I stood amidst the ashes, our hearts heavy with sorrow, we stood shocked in disbelief as the firefighters worked hard to put out the fire. My eyes clouded with tears. It was a devastating day one that would forever be etched in our souls.

The first days after the fire were a blur of shock and disbelief. We sifted through the rubble, searching for any salvageable fragments of their former life. Each discovery, no matter how small, felt like a lifeline to the past. A melted brush, a scorched canvas, a singed photograph—these were the relics of a life once vibrant and full of promise.

The studio, once a sanctuary of creativity, now stood as a skeletal frame, a haunting reminder of what once was. Thankfully not everything was destroyed. The Hammond Fire Department did an amazing job at trying to protect everything they could from the fire, smoke and water. They were definitely our heroes that day.

But amidst the devastation, a flicker of hope began to emerge. Friends and neighbors rallied around them, offering support and comfort. in spite of many physical possessions being gone, the bonds of humanity and community remained intact. We were safe, and our little doggie, Snuggles. He has since passed away. On the day of the fire, he was mostly blind and very scared. I was able to get him out of the house and into a safe area. For a little white we sat in the backyard and just sat and watched and the workers continued to do their jobs. Someone brought use cold water to drink and tried to comfort us with kind words and the usually small talk that has a way of making you fell like you’re not alone through this.

Our son Ben, and his lovely wife Angel brought us into their home to stay with a few bare essentials. We didn’t know where to start, where to live, how to deal with insurance matters of this magnitude.

As the days turned into weeks, me and my sweet hubby began the arduous process of rebuilding our lives. I had a dear and special friend belle money into my bank account, and someone ordered some artwork, which was very helpful. Weeks later we found a temporary place to live, a rented space that lacked the familiarity of our old home but provided a sense of shelter. The best part about it was we were living close to some of our family again. Now we faced the daunting task of navigating insurance claims, paperwork, and finding a contractor and the logistics of rebuilding. The process was exhausting, frustrating, and often disheartening. Sorting through the personal property loss information took much longer than expected. Between the demands of everyday life, working, painting, hospitalizations/health issues, a close brush with death, and broken foot, the betrayal of someone I loved dearly, social commitments, finding time for family and friends, (and a new grand baby WoooHooo!) all while making decisions about the house repairs....I have to say it has been quite challenging.  I feel like I've been burning the candle at both ends and in the middle.

But even in the face of adversity, they found strength in their determination to rise from the ashes. I started creating anew, their work infused with a depth of emotion that could only come from the crucible of loss. Each brushstroke was a testament to resilience and the enduring power of the human spirit…it can also be an escape from reality at times. I get into my mental “zone” of creating and I am so totally focused on it that I can not think about the horrific stuff surrounding me.

And as time passed, the emotional scars of the fire began to heal. Deep inside I sense that the new creations were born from the ashes of their old life. I have grown in wisdom with experience and understand with more clarity the fragility of existence. There was so much loss, but it also hope—a reminder that beauty could emerge from the darkest of moments.

Through it all, we found solace in the support of their loved ones and the knowledge that they were not alone in their journey. The fire had taken so much from them, but it had also revealed the depth of their resilience and the strength of their human connections. In the process of rebuilding their lives, they discovered that while the flames had consumed their past, they had forged a new future, one built on the enduring pillars of love, community, and the indomitable human spirit.

Magazine Feature

"Handmade Sellers" Magazine

I had to honor to be featured in the "Handmade Sellers" Magazine. WoooHooo!

Forgot to mention this to anyone (it's a winter issue from back in January- #77).

You can subscribe for free: https://handmadeseller.com/subscribe/

Thank you for taking the time to look over this article. If you’d like to learn more about my story go to: https://www.camillebarnesstudio.com/studio-blog/camilles-story

Conquering Fear for Personal Growth

Fear of trying new things or taking the first step can be a significant roadblock to personal growth. In this blog post, we will explore how the fear of the unknown can hinder our progress and discuss the importance of overcoming it to unlock our full potential.

1. Stepping Out of the Comfort Zone: Growth occurs outside our comfort zone. When we let fear hold us back from trying new things, we miss out on valuable opportunities for learning, development, and self-discovery.

2. Embracing Vulnerability: Taking the first step requires vulnerability as it involves putting ourselves out there, potentially facing failure or judgment. However, it is through vulnerability that we learn, grow, and build resilience.

3. Expanding Horizons: Trying new things broadens our horizons and opens doors to new experiences, perspectives, and skills. By overcoming fear and embracing the unknown, we expand our knowledge, capabilities, and personal growth.

4. Building Confidence: Each step we take outside our comfort zone strengthens our confidence. Over time, we realize that we are capable of more than we initially believed, empowering us to take on bigger challenges and achieve greater heights.

5. Cultivating Adaptability: Embracing new experiences and challenges fosters adaptability, a valuable trait in today's ever-changing world. By being open to trying new things, we develop the ability to adapt, adjust, and thrive in different situations.

Conquering the fear of trying new things or taking the first step is essential for personal growth. By stepping out of our comfort zones, embracing vulnerability, and expanding our horizons, we unlock our true potential and embark on a journey of continuous learning, growth, and self-discovery. So, let go of fear, embrace the unknown, and watch your life transform as you embrace new opportunities and reach new heights.

As an artist, I've had to face my fair share of fears on this creative journey. Those nagging doubts of not being good enough have actually become a driving force for me. Instead of letting them hold me back, I've used them as a powerful tool to push myself even harder and grow my skills.

And you know what? I've also grappled with that fear of not measuring up to others' talents. But I've learned that comparing myself to others isn't the path I want to take. Instead, I've decided to set my own unique goals for self-achievement. It's all about my personal growth and progress, not trying to match up with someone else's path.

At the end of the day, these fears have taught me valuable lessons and have helped shape me into the artist I am today. Embracing challenges and using them to my advantage has been a real game-changer. And I'm excited to see where this journey will take me next! Keep on keeping on the track that you are on and conquering those fears too! 😊

Unforgettable Studio Shenanigans

I had probably one of the most unique studio experiences ever. It’s just a typical day in the studio, paperwork scattered across my desk. My sweet little grand-darling who was only about 6 months old at the time, was spending the afternoon with me. I had her on my hip while walking into my studio area to get some paperwork. Little did I know that this innocent visit would turn into one of the most amusing and heartwarming experiences in my art career.

As I sorted through the paperwork, my grand-darling began babbling away, completely captivated by something in the room. I turned to see her smiling and cooing at none other than CMS Sapp's portrait. I couldn't help but chuckle at the unexpected interaction. It was as if she was having the most animated conversation with the stoic figure on the canvas.

I couldn't resist mentioning this adorable encounter to CMS Sapp himself. His reply was , "Well, babies have always liked me."

A Touch of Magic: In that whimsical moment, I realized that art has the power to transcend boundaries. It can captivate the imaginations of the youngest souls and create a world where anything is possible. Who's to say that CMS Sapp's portrait didn't have a secret charm that caught the attention of my grand-darling? Perhaps she sensed his bravery and esteemed presence, even at such a tender age.

That day, my studio transformed into a realm of innocence, laughter, and unexpected connections. It reminded me of the joys that art brings, not only to the artist but to all those who encounter it. In the future, I will always remember the sight of my grand-darling smiling and babbling away, entranced by a portrait that seemed to possess a baby-friendly aura.

It’s become a studio memory I will always cherish. It’s a reminder of the magic that art can create. It's these delightful and humorous moments that make our artistic journeys all the more meaningful. So, here's to the joyous wonders that unfold when little ones and portraits have a lively chat—truly a tale for the ages.

A Privileged Journey: Painting for the Louisiana Department of Military

As an artist, there are certain opportunities that come along, that I cherish. One such opportunity presented itself to me when I was given the chance to paint a portrait of CMS Dennis Sapp for the Louisiana National Guard’s Hall of Fame. I consider it a humbling honor to capture the essence of any individual deserving of such a recognition.

From the moment I received the invitation to create this portrait, I knew I was embarking on a special endeavor. The Louisiana Department of Military's Hall of Fame is a place where the bravery, dedication, and achievements of remarkable individuals are commemorated. To be entrusted with the responsibility of immortalizing one such individual through art is a tremendous privilege.

Throughout the entire process, from initial discussions to the final brushstroke, I relished every moment. This opportunity allowed me to dive deep into the subject's story, gathering insights and understanding their unique essence, his character, his service to our country. My hope was to capture the spirit and nature of the person being honored.

As an artist, my goal is to always create a portrait that goes beyond mere technical replication. I’d like portray the character of each individual in a unique way. Every brushstroke was executed with utmost care. It was an endeavor that demanded attention to detail, thoughts were given to how bold a color’s hue and chroma should be, what areas should receive more dominance and what places should not.

As the portrait took shape, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of pride in contributing to the well-deserved recognition of CMS Sapp. The Hall of Fame serves as a testament to the dedication and sacrifice of extraordinary individuals who have made a lasting impact on the military community. It is an honor to be part of this legacy, using my artistic skills to ensure that their stories are celebrated for generations to come.

As an artist, I am grateful for the trust bestowed upon me and for the chance to play a small role in preserving the stories of those who have dedicated their lives to the service of others.

To learn more about CMS Dennis Sapp

click here: CMS SAPP

To H*LL and back

March 4, 2022, was the day that gave me nightmares for weeks. Workers were at our house rebuilding from the storm damage we had because of hurricane Ida. A category 4 is something I had never gone through before. Our little community is on the north shore of New Orleans, far inland from the coast. This is an area that typically is never hit by a category 4, by the time a hurricane hits the coastal land the storms have considerably slowed down by the time it comes this far inland. Not this time. We had two very large trees slam into the side of the house, causing major structural damages. The effects could be noticed throughout the home with large cracks in the sheetrock. When the workers removed this exterior wall (pictured below) the studs were bent and twisted.

Ida Damage

The workers left for a break time & I was busily refinishing our front door, excited that all of the work was finally making progress. We had lived with the damages from the hurricane for months now and to see everyone coming together to do the repairs was a really good feeling. I decided to take a break for a few minutes and sat down on the sofa with a fresh glass of iced tea, a was watching the fire in the fire place. Then, All of a sudden, I heard tiny popping noises above my head in the attic. My heart started racing thinking, this is weird. Suddenly, the air conditioner turned on, and black smoke began to pour from the vents! I yelled out to my husband “SMOKE”!!! Within 90 seconds out whole living area was filled with black smoke. I ran outdoors to call 911. It seemed like 10 minutes before they arrived, but it was probably less than that.

The firemen were awesome. They did all that they could do to protect our belongings. They even took my kids photos off of the refrigerator and placed them in the garage. The entire attic had to be sprayed with water and most of the ceiling removed. The chimney had caused the attic to catch fire and we were totally unaware of what was happening until the air conditioner clicked on. I am thankful that it was set to turn on, because usually in early March it’s still set to heater mode. I am thankful we were awake, many times we build our fires at night before bed time, we close the screen then go off to sleep.

The fire inspector determined that the fire was cause because of a “builder’s error”. He said that the wood should have NEVER been placed around a chimney the way this one was & that it was miraculous that we and our children were not caught in a house fire years earlier.

Our home has been gutted and currently we are waiting on the rebuild to begin. It has not been easy to find someone that is equipped to do this much restoration.

Art Studio

Some of my paintings were totally destroyed and many prints & supplies. I was fortunate to save the portrait commission I was working on at the time. I look forward to the day when the studio is all restored.