Saturday, December 30, 2006
just fooling around on a rainy Saturday. I tried to work on some painting but my heart just wasn't into it. It is one of those blah days where I want everything done for me, even inhaling. The holidays are over, the packages are opened, the friends and family that came to visit have all gone back to their own tasks and checklists. It is time to slip the harness back on and get back to work.
But it sure was fun to run around freely for a while... hmmmm, when is vacation scheduled? Let's see....
Monday, December 25, 2006
Chicken for Christmas Dinner? Oh, chicken with Christmas Dinner. An escapee from some local coop created quite a coup (get it?) by showing up at the back door of a Mr. Milton Winterbottom of Proveit, Missouri Christmas morning. When asked whether the suprise guest was going to be welcomed to dinner or welcomed as dinner, Mr. Winterbottom could only reply, "Well, I was taught to love all animals... especially those that make a fine gravy."
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
The Bell Christmas Card 2006 (the first in 9 years) is complete. The story comes from Great Grandma George. The tale was used to keep overly energetic or misbehaving children in line. But when the kids were starting to get out of line, the reminder was brought up that cardinals carried Santa’s Helper Elves on official business. So if a cardinal was near, that Santa’s elves must be close by watching and keeping a list of good deeds and bad deeds to report back to “Mr. C.” I torqued the verbiage to make it a bit more fanciful.
Then Grandma said, “Do you know why the Cardinal chose red for its color?
They are red so as match Santa’s coat. It is a sign of high respect and honor, almost like a Royal Guard. The cardinals carry the helper elves, the ones that keep notes on boys and girls all over everywhere. That is how Santa knows who is good and who has not been good. So whenever you see a cardinal, you know that one of the helper elves must be somewhere near by.”
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Saturday, November 18, 2006
This is a section of the piece that I am really trying to finish for Christmas. So much to do, so much to learn. This is a big dice roll. I haven't worked to this level of detail with this technique on a deadline. Can you say "bit off more that I can chew?" I thought you could. I would... but my mouth is full.
Page from the sketchbook. The first of the Capistrano mission sketches. There are parts that I like, but over all, it looks like a first sketch, tentative and a bit cautious. Eh, they'll get better. Their prelims afterall. Once the Holidays are over I can get back to pushing to get a series of final drawings done and look for a show. Goal for 2007.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
This week's noontime sketch group. Got out the scratchboard again. Had some recent failures with it. Not paying attention to what I was seeing and was just making marks. Dumb. Too worried about the clock. So, I took the watch off, and put the pen down until I was ready to describe what I saw. The result... better. I still need to translate what I see and not what I think should be there. In time.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Monday, October 23, 2006
Today's Page from the sketchbook> I am going to attempt to set asside time to draw daily. Yeah I know, but I have found out that with my reduction in TV, I have been doing this since spring. I just need to try to sketch more. Now if I can just get rid of this blasted upper respiratory infection. The coughing is really making me cranky.
Sunday, October 22, 2006
page from the sketchbook. A rainy Saturday morning and an ink doodle to help pass time. Why is it that the more attention that one should be paying in a meeting, the better the doodle always ends up turning out? Then you have a real conflict, do you ride the sketch wave knowing that it could leave at any moment? ...Right, always pay attention to the meeting content. Good answer. Me too. Yep, Me too... yep.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
This was an attempt at an evolutionary scale of Death. Starting with a fish then going on up through mammals and primates until we reached the Grim Reaper. Needless to say, sometimes things within my head sound better in there than out in the real world. But I still thought the Ceilocanth Reaper was fun to draw.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
This is a technique that I have been working in for about a year now. I decided that I really wanted to loosen up my drawings at certain times. Also the thought of using line not only as a single describing tool but as a part of a larger description of shape and form brought forth curiosity. I could push or pull the line and not feel so restricted by its perceived finality. This piece has made it to the finals in Artist's Magaine's 23rd annual Art Competition in the figure/portrait category.
This piece was one that felt good as soon as the pen hit the board. Time walked away from me, there was only a subject, materials, and music. A good way to spend an afternoon. I am finding it a challenge to not age females with this linear technique. How Jessie Wilcox Smith, Violet Oakley, Charles Dana Gibson, and Franklin Booth made it appear so effortlessly is quite the task to undertake.
This was done during a weekly sketch group. People fade in and out when schedules allow. It is just a handful of folks. A few core individuals, then attendance ripples from there outward. It is and has been a blessing when I can carve out time to just sit and draw with others. It feels good.
This piece was the first where I was able to let myself go and start to move the ink around without care of what was down earlier. I started to toy with the the idea that line may not always be absolute. It can be pushed, moved, even fleshed out. I am trying to move the ink line in similar ways that one may move paint or push or pull values with charcoal.
Ah, the monkey page. The pages on toned paper are from this latest sketchbook. My first on the earthbound toned paper. I love it. And since a friend has gotten me hooked on the books, a couple of others have joined in. I just wish that I could find the paper in large sheets.
Monday, October 02, 2006
This is a sample of the renderings that I have been doing for quite some time. This one is titled Estes Park. It was inspired by a hiking vacation with old and dear friends several years ago. When I started this piece I challenged myself to conciously pay attention to how light hits and bounces off of the rocks.