I thought I would stay with Jude for the description of Precious today. I always put a little red dot in his eyes whenever I draw him. Jude is the subject of a lot of stories that always have some kind of twist. This was before the groomer. The first thing I thought of was Silence of the Lambs and he just happens to be the same kind of dog that “starred” in that movie.
I was working on a commissioned piece and had a challenge with it. As I let a layer dry on it, I painted Jude. I was having performance anxiety on this pup because of what I was working through on the other piece and doubts crept in. Creating art is being brave. No matter what the voices in my head say. Scribbling away got me calm. I can go back to the first work now…..
Back to the Strathmore 400 series, blue today. I used ten different pastels.
Jude needs a hair cut.
The thing about being an artist is experimenting. If you’re on all the time and everything that you create is for monetizing, then the freedom to experiment feels VERY limited. I say it’s time to make BAD art and let the muse have its way with me.
Today’s painting for 31 Paintings in 31 Days is my idea of tranquil. Side note: Two of my artist coworkers while working, would look up words on Dictionary. com and use the voice from the site to speak to each other. So hilarious. It certainly did relieve the pressure in our department.
This is from a picture I took of a stream. (squinting helps in this situation as you can not step back from it) A frozen moment in time. Whatever action comes before or after a picture will never be known to anyone but you. An old friend posing, a child in a costume, a family gathering. A breakup soon after the picture, the child has a meltdown, the family walks away in all directions.
To keep in the spirit of the challenge, I’m still using the charcoal paper and I have to keep in mind that I can only put so many layers on it before it gets muddy. These were combinations of all kinds of pastels. Can you guess? My favorites are the Terry Ludwig. Those are the square ones. So soft. Unison, Schmincke, Mount Vision, and Rembrandts.
The last picture is called Smithereens. Dropping pastels are like bombs. Fortunately, they can still be used even in this state, without the hair and pastel dust.
I have been in a drought as Julia Cameron calls it in her book The Sound of Paper: Starting From Scratch. Oh, I have plenty of ideas, it’s just the creating of them that has me stalled. Well…NO MORE! I have taken on two challenges this month. Inktober with Jake Parker, where you use a prompted word and then draw in ink from that is one of my challenges. The other is 31 Paintings in 31 Days from How to Pastel by Gail Sibley. In the pastel instance, I am using the same prompts as the Inktober. Today, October 1, is Poisonous.
For my pastel challenge I am offering up the humble Twinkie. In today’s world it seems that food that used to actually have taste and was delicious to eat is now a poison for our bodies. Unpronounceable ingredients, MSG disguised as “natural flavor”, fire retardants, yoga mats, dyes, genetically engineered food and who knows what else in our food. Why in the world would anyone in charge of a company put that kind of dreck out into the food chain for PEOPLE to eat? How do they sleep at night? Even Oreos taste like plastic now. Sigh. The best thing to do is buy real ingredients and cook for yourself everyday. It will make a difference in your life and your future. The only thing you really have is your health.
I used a charcoal paper. It did not have a lot of tooth. I really enjoyed it. So different than my preferred textured Sabretooth paper. Terry Ludwig pastel, handmade Terrages Diane Townsend, Unison and Rembrandt and a couple of Stabilo pastel pencils. #HTP31in31
I AM FIRED UP!
I’m participating in Inktober for the first time. It’s 31 days of ink drawings. I needed this exercise, so wish me the best. The prompt for October 1 is #poisonous. I think #gossip is poisonous. Sometimes, I want to let it rip; just wag my tongue about others. To what purpose? It’s just a reflection of what I have to work on. I know this…whenever I’ve judged someone, soon after I’ve let it come out of my mouth, I am doing the very same thing I’ve judged another. That’s instant Karma. Thus, the tale of the wagging tongues. #inktober #inktober2018
I love bugs! There are more of them than there are of us. They are an individual collective. Spiders are wonderful as long as they are not living in my house.
I did wrestle with a Wolf spider once. I don’t like killing them but this one was preventing me from doing laundry. Lord knows I wanted to do that task. When I hit it with one of my son’s giant shoes and nailed it, all the babies that I did not see rushed off. Yeah. I prefer to use natural products in most all cases, but the bug spray came out for that event.
I have wondered how many spiders I have swallowed in my sleep, mouth agape. Let’s not go there.
I have spiders all over the porch where I paint. In some circles spiders are considered signs of creativity. I’ll take that.
An early morning rainbow
Smile for your closeup
This morning taking a bath