Tonight was the "first float." It was also making a conscious decision to trust a process that is slow, that reveals itself with patience, and that develops over time - everything that this task-oriented, results-demanding business teacher hates.
I finally decided to apply the 'lights' that characterize traditional icons. The pure white is said to represent the final stage of creation's development: the ability to exude the pure, uncreated light of God. In my last post, I applied the initial white lines, having been reassured that it really is O.K. if it looks a little awkward. I had been afraid that I would ruin or mar the work, but that fear proved unfounded.
But today's application of the "first float" was scarier still.
The first 'float' is the application of a very diluted, but otherwise intense pigment that is harmonious with, but different from, the underlying color.
Were my color choices 'harmonious?" I chose Iron Oxide Red to 'float' over St. Clement's violet robe. I chose French Yellow Ochre to float over his green pallium.
Were they diluted enough? Or would I end up completely changing the tenor of the entire picture?
And what about the places that still didn't have any white highlights: the quarry, the ocean. Was it time to start applying some white? Or would I totally ruin what I had done?
Only one way to find out . . .
The float was perfect. If anything, I may have slightly over-diluted the pigments, so that the overlay was very, very transparent and gentle. And I like it.
The white lines in the ocean turned out thicker and cruder than I had hoped, even using a narrow brush...but somehow, it still captured the anger and motion of the sea, and I am content. When I add a float on the ocean, it may even appear more mysterious.
I chose a different brush to make tiny, tiny white lines on the Quarry, and couldn't believe how easily - and thin - those lines came with the right brush.
I have several more highlights and floats ahead. I have a scroll to complete. And I have yet to address the mosaic tiles that frame the Roman saint...and the more I look at the Icon, the more I feel I need to shy away from the red and white mosaic tiles I initially envisioned, and opt instead for earthy browns and off-white tilework...imperfect, earthy, somewhat stained. Something human and unenlightened.
Patience and trust are Good Things. As is giving up the need to work towards immediate results.
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