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A view from Tara Glen

My landscape painting is a bit infrequent however when I was commissioned to paint this iconic Tara Glen view I jumped at the chance as I’ve a great affinity with this location on the Wexford coastland – home from home!

 

 

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Now that the great Tiger is out of the woods….

Tiger woods

I painted this pastel portrait of Tiger Woods in 2009 just before he fell from grace! I had a batch of limited edition prints made (40)and they were selling quite well. Plus I had promotional postcards printed featuring my “Tiger Woods’ painting as a demonstration of my portraits. No sooner were they off the printing press when the bold (very bold) Tiger was caught offside and his popularity plummeted and so did my “Tiger Woods’ Limited Edition Print sales…!

Well the Tiger is back after his great win at  the Arnold Palmer Invitational in Orlando and hopefully some of his fans will decide to invest in one of my prints (or the original – hanging proudly at here in my studio)…I knew he’d be back!

If you are interested in a Tiger Woods print go to my ‘Limited Edition Prints‘ page. If you are interested in the original framed pastel painting send me an enquiry and we can take it from there.


Mature Artist seeks ‘White Knight’.

'Mature Artist' seeks 'White Knight'

For too long this weight’s been sitting on my head, tugging at my brain and crapping all over my aspirations. But then, as they say – “give a pigeon a perch and shit follows'”…!

You see, over the past couple of months I’ve come to realise that the outcome of this quest of mine to ‘follow the Dream’ and eke out an living as a ‘professional artist’ is sadly looking quite bleak and the hollow call of commerce is echoing louder and louder in my ears as the financial well runs dry. I’ve discovered that ‘Art’ and ‘Recession’ aren’t good bedmates. Also, my journey has forced my dear dependents to feast on the fruit of my ambition – which frequently has bellies rumbling (and bankers grumbling!).

Personally I don’t have any overwhelming desire to amass a fortune (…wouldn’t say no to it though!), after all ‘money’ doesn’t guarantee ‘happiness’ does it? Having said that I’d prefer to be rich and unhappy, than poor and unhappy! I’m now of the opinion that the ‘destitute artist’ concept is better suited to the young passionate artist who spits in the face of wealth and decadence (in other words they’ve probably feck all debts!). Destitution is not really suitable for the more ‘mature of age’ artist who’s efforts to soar are quickly grounded by historical (hysterical) financial constraints such as the “lets buy a house in Enniskerry” massive mortgage, or the “have to have” life, health, house, motor insurances….etcetera, etcetera, et-bleeding-cetera!

I’ve got to admit that I’ve revelled in my successes (Sineád’s album cover being well up on the list) and have basked in the praise I’ve received for my paintings since I embarked on this quest in 2008. I could be busy 24/7 exploring the vast landscape of art, making up for all the years I was riding the corporate bus. I could live out the rest of my days on the meagre earnings from paint, brush and imagination – couldn’t be happier. However bill’s must be paid and the Condron clan need to survive.

The old faithful ‘self portrait’ is a great conduit for self-assessment. It forces you to look at yourself both technically and emotionally – your expression, your mood and especially your thoughts. You study yourself through the ‘intimate’ eyes of a third party and your obedient hand translates what they see – and those eyes never lie. That’s when I first discovered the pigeon! I’d primed the canvas, mixed my paints and was poised with the brush – then I looked in the mirror and saw the problem – a big fat pigeon perched on my head and judging from its size and how ‘at home’ it seemed I guessed it had been there for quite a while and wasn’t in any hurry to leave….plus it was talking “follow the dream and starve the family, or follow the finance and go back to work” and that’s all it kept saying – over and over and over…..!

Then it happened, the ‘eureka’ moment… A few nights later while simultaneously painting the aforementioned portrait, contemplating my dilemma and sipping a glass of cheap shiraz, the head under the arse of the spewing bird looked at me straight in the eye and said “kid, you and me, we need to get out from under this shit – we need help, we need a hero? Then the flare exploded and illuminated the studio, and the pigeon shit itself…a hero…a patron…a WHITE KNIGHT!!”. The answer was there – all we needed was a ‘White Knight’ – a Patron of the arts, a Philanthropist – If it was good enough for daVinci it’s good enough for de Condron (ouch!). I’ll advertise on the great ‘world wide web’……

‘Mature Artist urgently seeks White Knight’.

Mature ’emerging’ artist (has own pigeon) with an evolving portfolio, proven ability and a passion to ‘follow the Dream’ seeks astute ‘White Knight’ (patron/philanthropist) with vision and a generous purse, for ‘professional’ long term relationship. I want to immerse myself in an exploration of ‘art’ and unearth my full creative potential without the limiting constraints of finance and its stifling consequence. You can enjoy the satisfaction that your financial support and trust can bring my aspirations to fruition and make that ‘Dream’ a reality! Put your ‘resources’ in my ‘art’ – let’s eat the pigeon…and continue this adventure together. I need your patronage. Contact condron.ie@gmail.com or visit http://www.condron.ie to see more!

Addendum: I think I’ll update my CV too (and continue to invest in the ‘Lotto’) and cover all the odds…and if my White Knight doesn’t come galloping over the hill and ‘the Dream’ needs to be shelved for a few years…well if so…so be it!


Charlotte Rampling – oil on canvas

I’ve just completed this commissioned painting of the sultry and provocative English actress Charlotte Rampling. My client was captivated by an image she’d seen of Charlotte Rampling and felt a large painting of her would be ideal for a large wall space she has in her appartement. I was happy to take on the challenge and my client was delighted with the result (thanks Susanna!). I relied on a variety of archived images of Ms Rampling to try capture her inviting lips and iconic gaze in this stylized painting.

The painting is oil on canvas (30″x40″).

Having just turned 66 Ms Rampling has retained her style and beauty and those ‘eyes’ still captivate!


Thanks everyone….especially Sineád

Thanks everyone for all the kind words about my painting ‘upon small shoulders‘ and the ‘fame’ status it’s achieving. At last after what seemed like an eternity Sineád’O’Connor‘s album ‘How about I be me (and you be you?)‘ is on the shelves and getting incredible reviews. I still can’t get over seeing my work spread all over the globe albeit on the back of Sineád’s success. When she initially approached me I was more impressed that ‘Sineád O’Connor’ was buying my painting than the exposure I’d get being associated with her album. She seemed demure and totally ordinary when I met her first, I was expecting a bit of a ‘diva’ and was blindsided by how totally unaffected she was. Typically my mouth detached from my brain and I went into verbal autopilot. Herself and her lovely daughter Roisin were examining the painting while I was trying to act unfazed and appear like a self-confident artist – I failed on both counts! Don’t you wish you could reshoot those awkward moments. Over the past six months since we first met I’ve had occasional bursts of communication with Sineád, I’ve also watched her highs and desperate lows and worried about her ability to cope with the pressure that she was under.

I saw Sineád perform in the Olympia in Dublin with my daughter Lana (Roisin was one of the backing vocalists) her concert was both emotional and powerful, we were totally blown away. I knew then that her album…our album…would be huge….thanks Sineád, love you.

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