In Living Color

Color has always been my muse. I’m an observer. Always the wallflower. My mind’s eye mentally records it all day long. The slight variations of cerulean skies and saturated chartreuse on early spring willows.

How tracings of worn, fugitive-dyes cling to old velvet.

How vibrant reds can fade to perfect pinks.

How amber and aubergine tones comingle on fall leaves.

Everything becomes afflatus.

It’s all or nothing. It‘s the sparkle and the fade.

The brilliant and the the tarnished.

Tragedy and splendor.

Searing beauty and the blemished oddity. The mix of old aligned with the new.

Nothing pleases me more than being a mixologist with paint and textures.

Adding just the right smidge of pigment to tint a hue to make it just so.

Carelessly, recklessly " mad-scientistly", frivolously adding and mixing.

It’s the knowing when it’s right and when to quit.

Knowing when the nails been hit in the head.

A very nonchalant approach to the proverbial bullseye. A more aimless D‘Artagnan lunge to my color making.

A clumsy archer‘s release. There is no rhyme or reason, no real method to the madness to speak of.

I’m just shooting in the dark. It’s just an internal sense as to where a color satisfies the inner creator. Trial and then much, much error.

A more proper trained artist would be a abhorred by my blatant disregard for proper procedure. Blending dissimilar off-brand paints with indifference. Spotty record keeping at best, keeping my formulas in my head instead of on paper.

Printed color charts

Chartreuse, always a color inspo

Sporadically I do record some of my favorite color schemes in chart form.

Bequeathing false, fanciful colorful names. Imaginary numerary sequences to assuage my feelings of some semblance of order and decorum.

Creations with free flowing script , rough-out scrolls and swags. Most originals I can’t bear to part with...it’s the magpie in me...wanting my cake and to eat it too.

As parting is such sweet sorrow, I’m in the throes of assembling a collection of printed color charts. It makes me happy to be able to offer some of my favorites, all the while hoarding the originals !

Prints and other decorative fancies. Recreated and reproduced.

Obtainable!

Bear with me as I assemble....

Coming Fall 2020!

Small batches and limited quantities.

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-Jennifer

Vintage velvet color inspiration

Unison Colour

Color chart , gotta love the dots!

I’m fainting over these pink velvets by Rebecca Purcell

State Farm zinnias in a smashing array of color

Coral and salmon perfection . Paris Couture Antiques

Antique Wedgewood Jasper Trials ..color crush!

Turner Pocock wallpaper with fab pink deconstructed chair

Versailles of course!

Color and texture inspiration from my studio

Moss covered statue in antique chartreuse

Elitis velvet colorful pillow inspiration

Home of John Derian antique painter’s palette

Replica paint charts trimmed with gold leaf & antiqued moulding

Neoclassical design with velvet walls, couture color via Pinterest

From my studio

Heavily patined electric-orange walls, sigh.

Inspirational 17th century velvet metallic tassels Dibellaluce inspiring fade

Color charts at the Dr.Oliver Bronson House Hudson, NY

From my studio

Lush silk-velvet color inspiration

Ode to Ferme Ornée

Darlin’

ferme ornée: farm designed for both utility and beauty, the buildings treated decoratively and contributing to the aesthetic effect within a picturesque landscape.

I‘d love to claim that I’m lolling about my days at the modern day version of a “Petit Trianon“. I’d love to just prattle on about my silk gowns , choiffed pompadour while strolling about my bucolic, sheep filled pastures.

Sadly, I digress.

At my slightly rudimentary ferme ornèe I’m more hired hand than French Queen. But truly, I’m ok with that.

My home and 1780's "gentleman's farm" serves as fodder and retreat as well as evolving canvas for my inspiration.

Originally built by Scottish settlers, the property was a tad bedraggled, a bit tired, overgrown and lonely when we purchased it.

We promptly tucked a studio, added farm pets and peppered in as much character as our backs and wallets could bear.

As an artist, my home is my muse. Its my "mise en scene " where the props, the scenery and cast of characters are ever changing.

It‘a a little nook carved out for a homebodies paradise.

~Jennifer

Barn Studio Entrance

Stone wall architectural

Olive and Violet’s Country Living Magazine Shoot 2005

Outside the studio

The term ferme ornée[1] as used in English garden history derives from Stephen Switzer's term for 'ornamental farm'. It describes a country estate laid out partly according to aesthetic principles and partly for farming. During the eighteenth century the original ferme ornée was Woburn Farm, made by Philip Southcote, who bought the property in 1734. William Shenstone's garden at The Leasowes was also a ferme ornée. Marie Antoinette made a later example at Versailles in the form of the Hameau de la Reine, created between 1783 and 1787, but it was much more for pleasure than for food production.

Hydrangeas and Cupolas

The Bull Door Knocker

Artist Aprons

Pippin

Landscape Backdrop

The Henhouse

Velvet Matters

Barn Studio Entrance

Barn Cats

The Dovecote

Cottage Stone Barn Wall

Cement Horse Lawn Ornament

Barn Lights

Cement Deer Lawn Ornament

"D" is for Devils Hop Farm

Garden Folly

Barn Studio Entrance

Speckled Cochin Bantam

Sapling Gate

Metal Tassels

Amaranthine Paintings

Kune Kune Pigs

Past Perfect

amaranthine: (am-uh-ran-thin) adj. eternally beautiful, everlasting, immortal.

Jennifer Lanne artwork and paintings at the Dr. Oliver Bronson House

I've always had this vision in my head when creating my Amaranthine paintings..

Classic painted motifs, past grandeur faded, decadence unraveled and deftly deconstructed.

Blemished grace with dignity intact.

Once bold hues, paled and tempered.

Besotted beauty.

Belle Époque askew. Versailles after a rave.

Glamour unhinged.

Broken Baroque with a twist.

Aphrodite with smudged mascara. A whisper of the finest hour, a glint of gold remaining.

Past Perfect.

Jennifer Lanne artwork and paintings at the Dr. Oliver Bronson House Hudson, New York

So imagine my excitement when into my view saunters the Dr.Oliver Bronson house. A picturesque, historic home in Hudson, New York.

After hours of endless scrolling it was an image of an architectural masterpiece. An elliptical (optical illusion) stairwell that stopped me in my tracks. Scarlet O’Hara herself couldn’t descend it gracefully enough to give it justice.

The architecture with the pleasing state of decay is just so unintentionally artful.

This magnificent home is a most welcome heartbreaker.

So grateful I was to be granted access to use this fabulous space for a photo shoot and backdrop for my artwork.

The perfect mise en scene.

Originally built in 1811-1812, and then reinvented by architect Alexander Jackson Davis.

The home is now a National Historic Landmark, and in a continuing state of preservation and restoration. ( click here to find out more, and learn the whole story)

The house just waxes poetic.

Like bowering willows and

golden pastures, tennyson-fueled poetic.

Walls of period wallpapers are a literal archive of history.

Rebellious yet organic patina on every surface.

It's like traveling through the stones.

The house even in its undone state is a virtual gem.

Maybe a diamond in the rough, but a diamond none the less.

-Jennifer

p.s. If this house feels familiar, you may recognize it from the movie The Bourne Legacy,

Or from Farrow & Ball and Anthropologie catalog shoots.

Jennifer Lanne artwork and paintings at the Dr. Oliver Bronson House Hudson, New York

Jennifer Lanne Landscape backdrop painted on canvas

To view the complete photoshoot portfolio click here.

Artwork and photography by Jennifer Lanne

On location at the Dr. Oliver Bronson House in Hudson, New York.