I took this picture of the irises beside my old house ages ago. I keep the folder with all the photos close at hand for quick reference. It took a couple of weeks for me to complete this. I didn't quite match the color of the flowers to the colored pencil but thus is art. If it were to be a perfect match, I could have just posted the photo.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Here is Maddie in colored pencil. We're trying to get moved from a drafty old house to a nice, beautiful home that's much closer to Rick's work. I'm still working on my attitude. School just about destroyed any desire I have to be an artist. There seems to be a lot of personal issues here, some I just take personally and some I stand on moral ground.
It's been a really hard year physically. I blew out my knee joint last December, finally had a partial replacement in June and then my other knee decided it required equal attention shares. The last few days have been the most pain free I've had in a year. I've spent many days crying in despair over the amount of pain I had.
I digress! My colored pencils are the only thing handy and portable enough during the move that I can work on while resting in between packing and unpacking. This isn't a great photo but what do you expect when taken with a phone camera? It was fun trying to catch her playful spirit. I'm still thinking about where to go with my art.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
For my last project this semester, I did a portrait of my grandson. I chose it because of the warm fuzzy feelings that I get as I draw him, I can remember the way he giggles and the twinkles in his eyes as he thinks he's pulling a good joke on you. I miss him so much sometimes that it hurts. My teacher didn't much care for the portrait but I did it for me. It's in Conte crayon on Canson Mi Tientes.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
This was done in class. It was a great exercise in learning to control where the wash goes. When I brought it home, I wet the entire thing and put in the background. I loved the freedom of not controlling where the wash goes.