The yellow window. 2019. J.Harms. Acrylic on Canvas 46x55cm
Another « window of Rye » and behind it, a glorious shade of yellow, it simply caught my eye, as well as the tree that looks as if it’s embracing or protecting this fragile source of light.
This house looks joyful and warm, even though it sits right outside of the cemetery.
Pivoines et tulipes. Les fleurs joyeuses. 2016. J.Harms. Oil on Canvas. 45.5x 54.5 cm.
A floral revelry….
Roses et anémones. Les Fleurs Joyeuses. 2016. J.Harms. Oil on Canvas. 45.5x 54.5cm.
I paint flowers too. Rarely though I must say. Bouquets, offered for birthdays or Christmases, created by my eldest sister, an amateur florist, with a keen eye on color. The painting of flowers demands a whole other perspective, a different eye. Gone are the comfortable lines of urban landscapes, the reassuring perspective of a countryside, the simple color spectrums. Painting flowers is like mapping a whole new continent, discovering endless new shapes and hues, and doing everything possible not to get distracted by the everchanging perspective of the living thing. You need special gear to undertake such a task. In my case, oil paint and canvas are my chosen tools.
Back to the “Grand salon” !
Below a selection of some of the paintings that I will be exhibiting.
On a more personal note, a time consuming but awesome artistic job kept me away from my easel these past couple months, it also provided me with new ideas for future paintings which I hope I’ll be posting soon.
Peonies on the grey. 2015. J.harms. 18×24 cm. Oil on canvas board.
I am lucky to count flower lovers in my family. Vases never stay empty for long around my home. I started painting flowers to ‘wash my eyes’ in between my other paintings. Simply changing my usual medium from acrylic to oil is like visiting a new place. Oil has never been my favorite medium but the colorful pigments have a quality to them that I have not found in acrylics. Every time I prepare to paint a new bouquet, I experience something akin to pure joy.
Yellow flowers. 2013. Oil on canvas. 24×30 cm. J.Harms.
Nature has always been a hard thing for me to paint. A conundrum. I love watching it, but I can’t grasp the lines, I can never get the colors to vibrate. Tamed nature is as far as I’ll go. A simple bouquet is all I can do.
