Supermodels and Fashion Shows

I guess I'm thinking ravens this week. This particular raven actually. I drew it twice, once on a piece of watercolor paper and once in my watercolor sketchbook at lunch yesterday. And seriously, I think if I drew it once more I could get it right. Slight flare-up of my latent OCD tendencies. 

Here is the second version. I didn't quite plan out the placement well but we're going to keep it real here.

Both drawings are prismacolor pen on a watercolor background. Not surprisingly, the pen I used, which was brand spanking new, is now out of ink. That's a lot on lines folks.

Here's another critter I'm jazzed about these days . A quick watercolor sketch in my watercolor sketchbook.  

Kind of a compromising pose, but I chose it to study the interesting characteristics of elk. They have light-colored butts. It's just a fact, folks. 

Hey, you know this and the raven have something in common. Both are throwing that over-the-shoulder, come hither look. Just like supermodels.

Lastly, a couple of sketches from last week (or is it the week before last?), in my clothes and closet moleskine. These were extremely fun although tedious and time-consuming. Love the idea of capturing a day in time. At least what I wore. I love clothes and tend to remember what everyone was wearing when recalling a story or special memory. Only makes sense to document it.  Expect to see more of these. Ballpoint pen & colored pencil in cream-colored moleskine 

Summertime, and the living is easy...

Well it has been easy the last ten days or so. One day left of my vacation and then it's back to the real world. Thought I'd show a couple of sketches from the last few days.

To the left a pair of new obsessions. Thanks to Pete Scully's blog, I now find hydrants fascinating. 

The above was a quick, and I mean quick sketch of my childhood bike. I am taking an online class and the assignment was to paint something from your childhood that made you happy in only 2 30 minute segments of time. I did the sketch to see how long it would take to get the mechanics right (or at least bike-like). The "finished" painting is posted below. Please note that 1 hour is not long to make a painting, especially for me. I can obsess about two square inches for days. This is working outside my comfort zone. And how.

This is a bicycle that my Grandad found at a garage sale, tossed it in the back of his old brown pick-up, sanded and spray painted blue. Blue paint rubbed off on my legs for three months, and it was really too big for me for a couple of years, but it was sturdy and fast and glorious. This is love. This is seeing a kid who wanted a bike (but got glasses instead because we could only afford things we needed) and making a wish come true. Love. On two wheels.

This painting is wobbly and amateurish and I want so badly to work it over, but I'm not going to. I'm sticking to the assignment. The effect is even stronger for me. When I say Illustrated Gratitude, this is what I mean. This illustrates the gratitude I have for those wonderful people in my life who gave me the happiest of childhoods. 

Hey get outside and check out the moon tonight, it is insanely gorgeous and while you're out there see if you can still remember how to catch fireflies.

Moonflower, take 2

Finished one of the paintings that has been lying in the floor of the studio this evening. Not sure how I feel about it yet but I thought I'd better post something. My plan to post something at least once a week isn't going so well. I am sketching a bit, little things, personal, not worth showing. I have one day of vacation left so I'm going to work on the other canvas left abandoned. I have a new idea I'm eager to start on but I hate leaving projects unfinished. 

Incidentally, I missed the art show I was gathering work for. Happened when I was scheduled to be out of town, so I have a few paintings lying around sucking up space. If you know anyone who needs a goofy painting let me know. 

A few sketches

A sketch of the cover of the the DVD of Planet of the Apes. An unfortunate blend of ballpoint and colored pencils. In this case they didn't blend that well at all.

From when I took Carsen to the airport last week.  Pay no attention to the smudge on the lower right quadrant. That is actually bleed through from the ballpoint sketch of Cornelius on the other side that bled through the paper when I sprayed fixative on the colored pencil. Can't win for losing.

Last Luna Moth for a while. Promise. I actually drew it before the painting and was too tired of the subject to finish him.

This is a real car, not a toy. I'm not a technical artist. Its actually a mid-size SUV. Hard to tell I know. Scary to see how things look through my pen sometimes.

Moonflower, moonflower...

Doodles

This guy almost could pass for Sweet Gussie boy but Gus's ears NEVER lay down. We were pretty busy at work today but I still managed to give him some fur while I was on hold on the phone. Looks like he's smiling but that just some numbers under the 16. 

This is a little hard to read. It says;

Dear tomatoes on the vine,

Take your time.

Ripen in that hot Texas sunshine.

We'll be waiting for you.

Love,

Olive Oil, Mozzarella, and

Fresh Basil

So true. Pacing back in forth in the garden. Ready for fresh tomatoes.

Got tired of coloring and just scribbled on the oil bottle. You get the idea. I want tomatoes.

To Live Is To Fly

Well here is my latest and probably last painting, for a while at least. The joy of painting has sort of flown away like these little luna moths. I don't know if I'm burned out or just uninspired. I keep saying I'm going back to the sketchbook but keep finding reasons not to. I think this laziness coincides with the purchase of my new sofa which has made my living room way more comfortable than the studio/craft-room/junk room.

This painting has been facilitated by the Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs, Chopin (and my all-time favorite song, Berccuse in D flat, Op. 57), Crowded House, Foo Fighters, and The Cowboy Junkies who inspired this piece's title, To Live Is To Fly. To me it's easy to see what I was listening to when each piece was painted. And each piece has an over-powering sound.

Here is a photo to show the scale of the piece.  It was taken in front of what we affectionately call the potty garden because it was planted to hide the mechanics of the septic system.

Acrylic on 12 x 36 inch canvas