A family portrait: A STEEP MOUNTAIN!

The Santanas

Another piece that could mean almost makes me a journal or diary for herself is the family portrait. A work that required me to focus all my strength. It was certainly the most arduous by the fact that it was not one or two but four faces and half of their bodies. And customer requirements increased by gravity to accept the amount payable.

Magnanimous longevity: PORTRAIT POSTHUMOUS 2!

portrait of Asela Certad By Jonathan RL

Why do we exist? What is the reason for our stay? What should be the end result? ... Worth it? you need to be present in four dimensional drawings to consider that something exists. The first three dimensions and the fourth dimension: time. We exist because we remain. We stay in seconds, minutes, hours, days and years in the universe.

What is the reason? That depends on us. The purpose of our life depends on how you look at the world and how we act against circumstances that manifests itself in our way as time travelers we are.

Victorian Romance: PORTRAIT POSTHUMOUS

Portrait posthumous of Virginia Elena Ortea 2014

      The Victorian age certainly be considered a unique era. It ranged from architecture to fashion, from the literary and theatrical works to the art itself. His pastels were present in every situation.
This time pertains to an portrait with oil technique in which I represent the softness of color that was personified in the figure of a renowned author in the Caribbean: Virginia Elena Ortea (poet, essayist, playwright, of Puerto Plata and one of the first feminists caribbean in Vitorian age. Oil on canvas (22x28 "vertical).. A pioneer in its literary style in the Dominican Republic. But that unfortunately died untimely. As well as its full of beauty, feeling, and rich in tone, writing style and the paintings captures the essence of the era and an unfinished sentence emanating from the mere observation of the final work.
    The visual and technical romance that lived in the progress of this great work custom, my curiosity aroused by this posthumous model. I can assure that having investigated everything related to this premature writer I was immersed in an intimate relationship of mountain experiences and amalgamated delusions pigments remarkable pastel colors of the artwork.

The Ascension: THE SPLENDOR OF OIL PAINTING (part 1)!

    In art history there has been a kind of painting that has caused so much commotion as oil painting. Its texture, pigmentation and results. Just look how evokes the shadows and lights with details about anything unrelated to the feeling of viewers. The sensitivity transmitting a well worked oil portrait is almost a divine experience.

   Later publishes some recent portraits. But now I will show you my promotion to this technique that I've stuck voluntarily. It's like opiate dependence: lifetime and transcendent.

Learning: LIGHT, SHADOWS AND COLOR!

   

My way of learning was very fluid but not without setbacks and disappointments. My skill for drawing arose in me from a very young mimicking the magnificent drawings (then) my older brother immersed in their eagerness achieved.

    I on the other hand was not very good. But the variety of those lights and shadows, and vibrant color that evoked on paper did not give me up.

    I grew up drawing characters from Dragon Ball Z, Pokemon, video games, etc. like any other child. But it was not until entering school drawing and painting State University to develop me and involves serious.

Sketching: THE BEGINNING OF THIS BLOG

 

  In the beginning I (3) stole the crayons to my older brother (5). I also used to copy and scribble drawings: put color where there was. My brother was the person I most followed.

   So I start my career for life drawing, painting and other facets of artistic alacrity. No retain visual material of that time but I'll count a small sketches that gave me the push to focus on art (years after my graduation from school DRAWING & PAINTING) and take it day by day.

  At that time he was employed by a vinicolera. Delivery in liquid store, a hotel maintenance, Assistant in a warehouse and a power generator (in the order written but obviously not simultaneously). I always came home exhausted. Non nothing. Only draw pictures tickled me most of my contacts. It was a long time using pencil and charcoal, but I took enough.