Playtime and Pastimes
It's Spring... ok, well almost. Get on that bike, hike yourself up that mountain pass, break out that badminton set, join that softball league, learn those chess moves, bowl you heart out. That's all I have today. It appears a…
It's Spring... ok, well almost. Get on that bike, hike yourself up that mountain pass, break out that badminton set, join that softball league, learn those chess moves, bowl you heart out. That's all I have today. It appears a…
My crop-dusting plane for fields far and wide. If only I could actually ride in it. Britt : )
I happened to think about the movie Ratatouille last night which set off a visual feast that breathlessly toppled me right into envisioning kitchen scenes from The Tale of Despereaux. A similarly beautifully rendered film. So there you have tonight's inspiration…
The other day I posted my outline sketch for this work. The post was simply titled: Structure. Today, in the wee hours of the morning, I began building across those proportions. Designing space is not as simple as dividing up an…
In Art, It's one thing to find yourself, being heard however, is an entirely different ball game. For that, you have to start raising your voice and your expectations as to how you're going to get there. Britt
No matter how great you are (ok maybe not the great greats out there), the audition almost always feels like you're spinning twelve plates above your head, leg out and with toe extended. The performance of course is stunning combination…
If my year could be summed up into a single work with its depth of sorrow it would be this one. There isn't much to say. I've spent this past year working my way up the mountain to get back…
One of the first things I noticed, while out on my walk today, were the crocuses! Fruit trees everywhere are about to ignite with color in just another month or so. Hopefully I will too. That means greener grasses are also…
I've been playing my ukulele into the wee hours from months now. It's going rather well. Now that I'm writing my own melodies upon it, I keep finding how much I love the lower end: D in particular. It's become…
I have two animal related drawings for the day. First: For some bizarre reason I was thinking about those mechanical rides we used to sit in in front of the grocery store today. It seems like they were always 25…
Some music fills the soul, others makes you tap your feet, bring your arms up right over your head for a full body clap, or just bob your head... I love music that either makes me whistle along with glee…
While I'm going through boxes, books, and gazing at my collections of this and that I'm having to part with many things that I have happily collected, gazed at and enjoyed much of my life. The big problem is that…
It's been a long Winter and it's not over but today's 70 degree weather reprieve was a veritable walk in the park. I couldn't help but think back to my favorite park in London. I used to walk through it…
Being that I've been unemployed and laid off for 14 months I no longer have the means for art school or its models to work from. So today I used the ole imagination. It has a few serious structural failures,…
Finding your voice would be so much easier if only we knew what we were looking for. The easy part is if your building blocks are already set... you can just use them as vocabulary and create. But, I'm pushing…
It's easy to be isolated as an artist. The art world loves the gimmick, the elephant dung portrait and the volcano dust inlay and the 'shock' of conflating two antithetical concepts in a single piece. Being a traditionalist, this has…
Not sure where this vocabulary is taking me. I don't feel the words are quite shaped yet and the sentences are it bit haphazard. But I do see the start of something bolder. Working into the new often requires letting…
Sometimes it's best to just blurt ones-self out. Apparently I'm in the need of just this. I normally let space dictate everything. Today, I let the scribble dictate me. This is raw, roughly organized and would be great blue-lined with…
I really have just two stages in an abstract drawings development. The structure and the fill. There are two aesthetics taking place. One engages the beauty of line and negative space, the other brings the feel and depth of the…
So yesterday was Jeff's memorial service. It was an emotionally long day but a fitting and wonderful day. I spent most of service trying to keep it together. That was until the priest made a Dr. Who reference which bubbled…
So as I've been virtually off of Facebook yet another day, that is, until this evening for a short. In the mean time I've been reading about some of my favorite artist's techniques, drawing, cooking and everything else I've mentioned…
I've had two private little worlds in my recent life. This one... where It's just me and wayward pencils. The other has been happening nearly nightly in the wee hours in an always-welcoming Facebook chat window. It's been an…
One of the great things about Facebook is that you get to connect with long lost friends. I'm continually surprised by those I've come to friend or admire, or simply enjoy. It's a world of its own. I've been extremely…
So, I'm shucking off the pounds, changing my life daily, throwing out old things, organizing, planning, painting, drawing, playing and breathing in a new me. After this past year, I am happily stepping back into the fray of life's arena…
Still braced from a bitterly cold walk, and entering into a warm coffee flavored room at the Corner Baker was nice enough but made even better by the sounds of good jazz. "Now this is a song to draw to!"…
A full moon rises, calling the wild to break from their huddled evenings and amass in the cold winter air for a good howl at the moon. The pack leans together facing toward a single alpha male (on the right)…
So today I headed out to a new location to draw. I figured mixing things up would be a good move. So, I wandered over to coolest rock club in Arlington: IOTA. It's my favorite club. I love seeing bands…
So, this afternoon I began searching my things for my wallet. After thoroughly checking my bags, purse, pockets, jacket pockets, in between the sofa cushions, the bedroom, the bookshelves, the car, and under the sofa, I finally began calling all…