There are the drapes and the clutter, who hide behind the boxes and move like film among the wires; to the beat of Saturday while alone.
After looking at some of Michael Ehrhardt’s work this week, I became inspired. He is an accomplished and prolific German artist, who works in acrylics.
He is masterful.
My artwork defines itself lately by scribing my thoughts in pen, and wanted to give something new a try. I wanted to share the punctuation of line, with an inappropriate/inconsistent/landscape-like background.
I like and may integrate more into my work. Thank you for the inspiration.
While waiting to eat lunch with my friend Kathy and family; I started sketching. Near, was an industrial coffee grinder that looked cast out of the hardest metals. The shapes were formed, banged and screwed.
Of course I had to start a drawing. However, everyone came and I couldn’t finalize what I saw.
Late today, I started to look at it and decide if it was worth putting more ink on paper.
Glad I did.
With a maniac in the White House hell-bent on nuclear destruction, there is no better time to plan my move. Shall it be a step from the 80s or a Chuck Berry duck walk? Either way, adequate footwear is a must for hot cinders, radioactive tap dancing or a cha cha cha.
Get me out of here! This is nuts.
Thank you for every message, kind words and encouragement. The surgery went well and am now home recovering. (https://www.spine-health.com/treatment/spinal-fusion/acdf-anterior-cervical-discectomy-and-fusion)
While in my hospital room, the first thing I did was grab a sheet of paper and a pen. Even though the sketch was not up to my standards, the pain-free experience was. My right index finger still has a little numbness on the very tip, but everywhere else is back to normal.
Let’s see what is in store tomorrow. I want to challenge myself, but I want to be realistic.
Thank you again for your well wishes and warm comments.
Today, I looked at monsters in a box. Inside, there were two fishing reels. Both unused for many years, but one in particular, for three generations. They posed an idea and threat for a sleepy Friday. Draw them, be accurate and try to be sane.
The illustration required a great deal of patience, hand control and being fluid. Because the shapes overlapped, finding clarity in both, was a huge issue. Hoping, I shaded and painted, trying to distinguish both.
Let’s see. I may go back and work more. Maybe not.
I though I better practice perspective today. With rain pending, I went for a drawer in the kitchen, pulled out a bunch of tools and went to work.
Forgetting how hard tools are, the drawing progressed, went backwards, and then moved ahead. The problem with a recognizable object is; familiarity. If one screws up, it’s so damn obvious.