Thursday, 31 December 2009
Sunday, 27 December 2009
11" x 14" Gouache & Ink
Saturday, 26 December 2009
Well, a new year signifies new beginnings so I took the first step to frame my first piece.
(16 more to go...)
Sunday, 6 December 2009
Tuesday, 17 November 2009
Monday, 16 November 2009
I basically nailed the sides and interwove the twine in a cross hatch pattern. I was quite pleased with the results. The twine has some give so, I might tighten that up at some point, but it was nice to get something done....
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
Friday, 23 October 2009
This is a time for furtive growth...
Wednesday, 21 October 2009
Monday, 19 October 2009
It's been kind of a rough month for illness and business, so in the spirit of Autumn. I cleaned and organized my art desk this evening in preparation for working on some new projects. I'm also planning on doing some more outings to find nice seed pods and stones for inspiration.
Monday, 28 September 2009
I had recently bought an artpack from Jerry's artaRama. It's this super back-pack with a million and one little pockets for paints and brushes, plus padded slots for canvas and drawing pads. I decided to go out adventuring yesterday and paint a small acrylic piece. This is of the water lillies in Goodale Park. Clumbus, OH.
Thursday, 17 September 2009
Friday, 4 September 2009
I finished the bone forest behind it this morning. (YEah, couldn't sleep and got up at 6 am to paint - I must be going crazy!) I've got to let this dry for a couple days and those dark spots will turn into water molecule machines.
Sunday, 30 August 2009
Finally I get some headway today.
Here is some of the steps, I've been doing:
Granted I'm only 10% done(and even after I get this layer done, I might have to go over with some Zinc to really get the edges to pop....I might be on this for the next 60+ hours, but I'm so excited
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
The first is a 48” x 24” oil painting, traditional method. I’m up to the third layer and will add another three or four layers onto this. It’s starting to take some cohesive shape. I’ve yet to add the colors and highlights to it, but this is kind of what a foundation looks like.
The second is a small 12” x 8” acrylic piece that I started last night. I was inspired by the photography of Christina Garcia Rodera. I don’t think this one is really done yet. I’m going to try to varnish it with oils (much like the technique of the Dutch masters) and see if I can get more luminosity out of it.
Thursday, 13 August 2009
This was my first piece combining watercolor and ink, a technique that I am falling madly in love with!
This was one of my first acrylic pieces, while I'm not that comfortable with this medium, I do like the boldness of the colors and the fact that you can work quick, do many layers and finish a painting in a day
This is a little piece I did of my friend Heidi - My favorite Parisian vampire :)
Sunday, 9 August 2009
I finally got a set of Rapidiograph pens from koh-i-noor. They are truly amazing! I can totally see why a lot of ink artists swear by these. The lines are so crisp and the nib flies over the paper. I went to the park to try my hand at some free from drawing.
Friday, 24 July 2009
Thursday, 16 July 2009
There was a place for daugthers
In the cupbord
A dark place
Mystery-full of stories and storms
Much like the hot nights of August
The prayer for one sweet breeze
Yet all you got was the
A deep plowing of earth
Dark grooves of knowledge left behind.
Sunday, 5 July 2009
Sunday, 14 June 2009
Thursday, 11 June 2009
The prayer of a devotee, and the sigh of a lover;
Lies the birthplace of hope.
Each step, each breath, each cry is a constant-
And unyielding desire to-
Climb the mountain of expectations.
In each of us, there is a movement in space,
Much like the humidity of the Troposhere-
That runs to the desert skies.
Whirling clouds of condensing will,
With tempests and tornados of desire-
Carving out love letters in the unsuspecting hills.
Could we cry at calamity when it often comes
From the deepest of desires?
Could we stop the movement of our tectonic hearts
As they shift and bend to the pressure of hope?
Even if we could stop the tides and turning of the globe;
Would we be justified in disdain-
At the movement of space within?