Showing posts with label Flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Flowers. Show all posts

Sunday, September 13, 2020

China Marker Resist: Autumn Flowers


Remember crayon resist in elementary school?
Such magic when the wax lines (Crayola crayons)
got revealed by painting over them with water paints!

Here I drew with white china marker on white paper.
I loved not being able to
see exactly what I was drawing. 
A bit like blind contour drawing.
You rely on feeling the movement of your subject 
instead of the exact outlines.

Late summer sun has been intensely illuminating neighborhood gardens and flowers.
Sometimes I think I've never in my whole life
seen such beauty.

 I 'll post here as long as I can...
Still not sure I want to be forced in the new platform...

Thursday, September 3, 2020

Forget Me Nots



Recently a dear new friend recited a children's poem 
in Polish to me, called Niezapominajki. 
Forget Me Nots.

I made this little drawing/painting to thank her.

 But now this seems like a serendipitous little post.   I may not make many more as the new format for posting is too complicated for me. I'd rather spend time with my art, though I love the 8 years I've been Sketchbook Wandering. 

(The name is copywrited & you may see it somewhere else along with my own name in the future.)

Niezapominajki were a favorite flower of my dear mother's. 

I loved seeing their lightness this spring during my early quarantine-time neighborhood walks. 

Niezapominajki
to są kwiatki z bajki!
Rosną nad potoczkiem,
patrzą rybim oczkiem.

Gdy się płynie łódką,
Śmieją się cichutko
I szepcą mi skromnie:
„Nie zapomnij o mnie”.

Tuesday, April 7, 2020

Finding my Sunflower Voice

I have been continuing to sketch my sunflowers.
One artist suggests to draw something100 times in order 
to really get to know it. 

I've been re-finding my ease with sketching
after not doing it for awhile.
I probably won't make 100 versions of my sunflowers,
but I did make 3 more renderings this morning.
And I did notice new things each time.


I didn't enjoy the above rendering 
(2 posts ago) which was made
after a long period of not drawing.

Not because I thought of it as good or bad, 
but because the process & end result
didn't reflect my spirit. 
It was a labored study 
rather than a more dancing,
free-flowing, good-feeling process.
It was important to do, to start somewhere,
but I am happiest when I am sketching lightly. 

Why do I draw? 

It's the feeling I get. 
It's in my whole body,
rather than just in my eyes.
And it's the feeling of my calm mind.

I respond to gesture & movement
in a subject.
When drawing the sunflowers 
on the back patio this morning 
I loved the flickering, changing morning light, 
the delicate fluttering 
of the petals, the cool air.
The vivid yellows & greens 
against our still gray landscape.
And the flow of water on my brush,
 the luscious paint.
The freedom of not thinking about what my 
picture would look like. 

Sometimes I draw to bring pleasure to others,
with more focus on product,
as in a card or sketch for sale. 
But even then, I need to find pleasure 
in the act of drawing itself. 

Why do I draw?, I ask 
as I watch snippets of drawing lessons 
on YouTube.
(I've been writing answers in my journal.)

I'm happy to be drawing again,
& to come back around to my true
Sketchbook Wandering self. 

If you are a draw-er, 
what is it that you enjoy about drawing?

Thursday, April 2, 2020

A Gift of Sunflowers


My neighbor dropped off a gift
of a big bunch of sunflowers.

They cheer me,
especially on these grey, rainy days
in a world that is struggling,
and while I am in most of the time.

It's been awhile since I've drawn on a larger scale,
(about 11 by 12 ").

I did this as an electronic thank you note 
for my neighbor. 

Thanks to YOU for visiting me here.
Please do leave a note.

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Drawing Lesson: The Graphic Mark & Roses

 
I'm giving drawing lessons to a friend. 
In exchange, she is coaching me 
on my organizational issues & unfinished art projects.

We began by looking at drawings of Felix Topolski
in his book Paris Lost: A Sketchbook of the 30's.
We used viewfinders to isolate small sections
to observe the variety & sensitivity of his graphic marks.

 
I'm in awe of so-called scribbles that
are an integral part of many drawings.
We then made a sheet of our own marks using
a chopstick with simple fountain pen ink.
  My friend was interested in creating a card with a rose theme
for her friend Rosie's family. 
I happened to have a vase of roses nearby!
A simple, gestural interpretation emerged 
on my marks sheet.
I cut it out to separate it. 

And added Prismacolor color.
V.'s was beautifully alive, almost shimmering.
A lovely experience, relaxed & focused,
with Andrea Bocelli in the background,
because V. is an opera afficionado.
Thank You, Friend V.!