This is my safe place for mind and art. In this place, nothing invades unless I allow.
… is one of my favorite songs from the 80s. XTC really had something, and loved the odd juxtapositions of lyrics and verse. Sense Working Overtime really captured my eclectic mood today. Plus, I got down, dirty and sketched with abandon (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=07Fp-omNXCw).
One has to get a little worked up (http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Worked%20Up%20) once in a while. When nothing has been produced for weeks, the feelings, anxiety and regret build upon each other.
Thinking about it doesn’t count. Doing does.
I try to not allow things to get in the way. They are just another “term for excuse” and as an artist, cannot afford them.
They are too rich for me.
What a perfect Sunday to paint and draw. The dog is by my feet, the bagels are in my stomach and the nap was excellent.
Wow, I’m tearing it up tonight and ripping the results. I decided to steer clear of any ink and shape the image with Prismacolor and paint.
Sensual moment to myself.
Tried something different today and last weekend. Instead of painting, then adding more contouring, I did it all before the color.
What happened surprised me.
The painting and sketch took on an extra depth that I wasn’t expecting. Content, I will definitely find an avenue to push this further.
This is my Zojirushi coffee maker. It is slow and it makes my morning cup very much like a pour over. The big difference is that it warms the water.
There is something about the perfect cup of coffee any time of the day. It is the embodiment of good memories, a comfortable mind and all that is well.
First day of winter break and I’m relaxed. It’s raining with a steady beat and my sketching is humming along.
During the week, I bought a drawing table for the first time. The kitchen has been “creative central”, but there are too many distractions and accidents in wait.
What a perfect day to try new colors from my friend Kathy, and see what they can do.