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Henriëtte Ronner-Knip (1821-1909) "The Young Artist" Oil on panel
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wberry-foodfight · 10 months
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I don't know who needs to hear this, but as a painting student I suggest:
Dish soap and boiling water is WAY better than terpentine or paint solvent to fix dried out brushes.
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Put the brushes in a cup.
Pour a dish soap.
Pour a boiling water to the level it doesn't reach the wooden part.
Leave them to soak and soften
Try to separate the hair on two parts, then on smaller and smaller parts.
At the end, carefully try to scratch off the paint and "break" the hair by carefully pushing it over a surface and moving (like over your palm). If you can't, repeat the previous steps.
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Works even with dried out oil paints. Stronger fluid doesn't mean better.
Tho in harder cases you'd have to repeat the steps a few times to restore the brush fully.
So if you can't afford new brushes, don't throw the old away. Even if they seem helpless, there is a hope for them to be like new.
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dumblr · 5 months
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~ Robin’s Egg Blue ~
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her-penetrating-soul · 2 months
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🤍 ‿⚘"My philosophy is that I'm an artist. I perform an art not with a paint brush or a camera. I perform with bodily movement. Instead of exhibiting my art in a museum or a book or on canvas, I exhibit my art in front of the multitudes."⚘⁀🤍
~Steve Prefontaine
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thunderstruck9 · 7 months
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Eduardo Arroyo (Spanish, 1937-2018), Winston Churchill peintre [Winston Churchill, painter], 1969. Acrylic on canvas, 220 x 180 cm.
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whitefireprincess · 4 months
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Lucas Menezes Pires
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psidiumnocte · 1 month
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acrylic painting from my holiday at my grandparents' house
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janimatorbot · 3 months
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The juxtaposition of my desk setups aesthetic is really funny
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fruitiermetrostation · 4 months
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lvkaitlyn · 8 months
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first attempt at a darigan paintbrush! 🐉✨💜
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~ Colors ~ Terracotta and Peach ~
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🤍🎨 ‿⚘She found the purest pantone colors to paint him where the world had left him grey. Even though grey is was such an eloquent shade. She managed to craft him into colors that delighted his beautiful soul. Those were shouting to be seen for the world to gaze into his profoundness. She knew glimpses of his enchantment. She could see that even though his soul was darkly, she knew there was more than meets the eye. She had memorized all of his poems. She knew there was a soul dying to come out. Where the world had left him wandering into the frailness of the moonlight. He was a radiate light of his own. His was dim, yet she could see there was a shimmer in his dark beauty. Picking up her paint brushes, she could feel his soul merge with hers. Not only were their souls crafted as one. She was synced to him in a way she couldn't convey. Her colors became a part of him. He was blossoming within her radiance. His grey hues became a part of her twilight delight. It's as our souls had become one. He was my absent colors & I was his illuminating rainbow. A perfect palette of colors found in my water colors also in my eye shadow palette. Those smoky colors make a perfect hue of hymns. He formed a part of that kindred of color hues that formed apart of my entire life. She finally had understood all long that he was solely awaiting for someone to see his own hues of shades. Painting this portraing on my shimmering moonlight. I realized he & I weren't so different. We were the same solely on a distinctive spectrum of colors. I was born into the light of colors. He was born into the grey hues of colors. He was abandoned long ago to discover life on his own. Yet little did he or I knew our worlds were going to collade as one. He would be those missing hues of my life. I'd be those cheerful hues he longed for. To be cherished, loved, and adored for the stillness of the moonlight. For I radiate colors that times blinded those around me. For my aurora was golden. His was dimmed. Two souls soon to be embedded into one Sonnet of Hues. Painting his soul into mine, for we met long ago. ln a different lifetime. For whenever he was around, I felt lime I was home. His grey hues entwined themselves into my purest of colors. He was there all along upon my canvases, awaiting to be found. He's breathtaking in all his demeanor. He is distinctive from all those colors I have encountered. He is a crisp, cooling grey. You find in the night sky when you sit underneath the twinkling stars. He is there in those clouds before a rain storm is coming. Those pure colors you find in the horizons. If you gaze closer, you shall see. I'm not incorrectly. He is gorgeous, and his soul is divine. His hues of colors merged into my bright, radiate of hues together. we formed a beautiful painting for the world to gaze upon. He was the missing hymn to my water colors. I was the missing puzzle to being draped deeply within his abyss. Two distinctive worlds are everso close to one another upon this canvas of radiance. All it needed was to be a complete palette of colors all embedded into one Symphonies of hues. A group of colors never to be found until he & I became one.⚘⁀🎨🤍
Written: April 11th, 2024
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