Flight was an hour late to Lynchburg. Rough ride home in the very back of the plane. Weee Ha #textneck #badweather #sketchingtime #tombowusa #grayscale #charlotteairport #americanairlines #patienceisavirtue
Flight Dallas to Charlotte. After two weeks away from home. Getting the right perspective. Working my way back to you, babe.🎤🎼. #sketching #americanairlines #middleseatfortheoldestchild #toocloseforcomfort #tombowdualbrushpens #perspectivedrawing #grayscale
Albuquerque International Airport at 7am MST. Sketching before the crowd gets here. #ABQ #gateB8 #quiet #sketchingtime #travelday #cominghome #tombowdualbrushpens #grayscale
My Mom’s little dog Jude had his ears plucked at the groomers. So much head shaking. Poor little guy. #doggrooming #bichon #sketching #tombowusa #grayscale #markers #brazilianwaxingfordogears
Long flights are good for sketching! Working on perspective. #value #tombowdualbrushpens #sketching #americanairlines #jetstream #drawingpeople
Long layovers allows for sketching in the Charlotte Airport while sitting in a rocker watching travelers go by. #tombow #markers #grays #quicksketch #movement #charlotteairport #rockingchair #drawingpeople #sketching
It’s finally done! This project took a little over three months to create. The best part about finishing and delivering these posters are the smiles I leave behind. It gives me so much joy….and I deserve that after the sleepless nights thinking about arranging everything to drawing all day. I got so focused that I had to put a timer on to walk during the day. I have a quote written above my computer monitor, “Movement is Life.” It reminds me to have balance.
I draw each building separately and then place them in relation to each other. There were graphic challenges along the way…rearranging some buildings towards the end of the project, redrawing some, adjusting colors. I also learned a lot. All part of the process. Life is better with good challenges. My favorite part is drawing the people. The fisherman is my husband who inspired me. He’ll get that whale some day.
We had our art journal show at the Lynchburg Art Club this past January and WSET-TV’s local show highlighted us.
We walked around the hidden pond on the Claytor Nature Study Center property Tuesday. The trees didn’t think about anything but the breeze, the leaves abandoning their branch hosts, birds cackling and the colors! Along the tight trail around the pond were these magical pine plants covering the ground (Southern Running Pine (Lycopodium digitatum) Evergreen) and sharp covered shells that stung when picked up. Edible Chestnuts! Those skulls were a gift from the Center when somebody dropped off a box of SKULLS! Treasure indeed.
Nature just keeps being. It doesn’t care about us people and our activities. Trees in the Muir Woods are between 600 and 800 years old. America hadn’t even been discovered in recorded history yet.
I didn’t care about people activities while painting on Tuesday. The fall colors were great and I painted like a child coloring with crayons. With abandon. This is in pastel 9 x 12 on Pastelmat.
The reflection pond called. The light from the clouds bounced off of the pond and the trees were admiring themselves. The lily pads were at the end of their glory, yet they wanted to be the focus. Isn’t this the process of creating? The steps to honing skills. Bringing color, light, and nature onto the paper. We shall see as they evolve. Monet. Where are you?