It’s been a frustrating day. I’ve been searching for airfares online since lunchtime and I’m sick of the sight of the computer! I haven’t done anything creative so I searched the photos of one of my favourite Facebook sites, The Fox Project.
I had a quick scribble. Here it is.
And now to bed. Goodnight. 🙂
Another of the life drawings I did last week. I got really free with the scribbling on this one and had a bit of a play. That’s one good thing about going digital, you don’t get precious about wasting paper and drawing materials because you can just wipe the screen and start again with no waste.
Just finished two days at Creative Bubble artspace with the 15 Hundred Lives artist collective. We use the space for a couple of days each month, to work together, sprawl all over the walls to do something big, invite other artists to work with us and open the door to the public so they can wander in and see exactly what it is that artists do during the creative process.
Day 1 I spent drawing onto with graphite onto primed canvas rolls, using photographs as my source.
Day 2, I applied colour, System 3 acrylic mixed with some acrylic medium and applied with a large hoghair brush. But now I’m really tired and I’m getting an early night 🙂
Another digital drawing from Thursday night’s life drawing group at Swansea Print Workshop. This is a 10 minute warm-up sketch, drawn on my Samsung Galaxy Note 8.0 with a free Markers app.
Just back from life drawing at Swansea Print Workshop, working this evening with an older male model. I drew with my Samsung Galaxy Note 8.0 and a free Markers app. This is a quite long pose, almost an hour, but I didn’t really get into the zone this evening. Still, it’s good to practice and to push yourself when you’re feeling tired and uncreative.
Sometimes, people are surprised that our group has access to older life models. We have two retirees who pose regularly and two middle-aged. It’s harder to get regular younger models. But to be honest, older models are often easier to draw because their bodies are more lived in, more shapes and textures.
Greetings trained apes. Sparta Puss here. I am now digitised. The idiot she-monkey usually scribbles into a book with sticks with dirt in them but now she’s managed to smear the dirt into the pooter box! It’s Monkey Magic!
(One for the baby boomers 😀 )
She says the smeared dirt looks like me. She’s an idiot.
(Above: The Afghan Border from Mitchni Post in the Khyber Pass)
Yesterday I made a 300 mile round trip to Birmingham to submit my documents for a visa to Pakistan. I’ve been offered a residency to work with a group of international artists to produce a group show, culminating in an exhibition in Islamabad. I visited Pakistan about 7 years ago and I absolutely loved the place! It’s beautiful, cultured and the people are so warm and friendly. It was one of those life-changing experiences and I’ve been keen to return. Oh and the food is fantastic.
I did some drawings in my sketchbook while I was there and made a series of landscapes in full-colour monotype when I came back. They’re all based on tiny sketches except for the one of the Afghan children, which is based on a photograph taken in the Khyber Pass. The other three landscapes are based on drawings done at various places on a road trip up through the Karakoram mountain range to the Hunza Valley.
It’s been a difficult process applying for the visa, the amount of documentation has been enormous, I’ve made the trip to Birmingham twice (600 miles in all) and it’s expensive. Still, it’s reassuring that the checks are so thorough given the extent of terrorism across the world. The paperwork is now with the consulate where the final decision will be made. Fingers crossed. I just can’t wait. I’m so excited!
Had a very long day, travelling to Birmingham and leaving at 6am. Arrived back home 14 hours later. First stop was at the visa office to submit my paperwork for a very exciting trip I’m planning for next month – more to come on that. We had enough time to drive into the city centre to visit the most excellent Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery, or BMAG. We saw one of the best collections of Pre-Raphaelites anywhere; Grayson Perry’s ‘The Vanity Of Small Differences‘ and a lovely collection of Japanese antique woodcuts, netsukes and laquerwork. All for FREE! The museum is huge and we only saw a fraction of their collections. We took half an hour for tea and scones in the magnificent Edwardian tea room where I did this very quick scribble, using a 2B pencil into my little A6 spotty sketchbook.
I’ve been carrying on developing a suite of very small lino block portraits that I started a couple of blogs ago (in Process, Process, Process). I did some digital manipulation on Photoshop and got the image to the right size on my laptop and traced the image onto a good tracing parchment using a 3B pencil. Then I flipped the tracing over and covered the back with firm strokes of white conte crayon.
Then I turned it over onto a sheet of dark grey block-cutting vinyl and transferred the image using a 3H pencil, well sharpened. Finally I painted in the areas that will print white using a white acrylic paint and a fine, firm sable brush. This will guide my cutting.
Then I started on the next image. Once I’ve done 9, I’ll cut them apart into neat 4×4 inch squares.
Husb and I have been invited to a party tonight. We don’t usually go to parties (we’re old gits) but this is a come-as-your-favourite-artist/painting-party and it also has curry! No brainer! The painting I’ve chosen isn’t my favourite although I have a sneaky admiration for its kitchness. I thought that if I took the brief literally and went as a visceral Egon Schiele nude, I might get arrested. Plus it’s still cold in the evenings. Plus I’m not skinny! So I chose Tretchikoff’s Chinese Girl, sometimes called The Green Lady. It’s actually a much more complex painting than I’d realised and the artist has great skill, even if the result is a bit kitch.
Husb has done a minimalist take on Salvador Dali. I think he looks scary. I think I look like Hitler in Hallowe’en drag. Never mind, the masks’ll come off as soon as the curry is served. nomnomnom 😀
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