As I mentioned previously, I fell in love with Mr. White’s art when we were at the MoMA. But as you can see from a drawing I did in 1994 (left), I have a ways to go before getting to his level (right). Granted, mine was just a rough sketch and his was done at the height of his career, so I shouldn’t be too hard on myself. It gives me something to strive for!
I did a drawing exercise in an art class for non-art majors once and hubby likes it so much he has had it hanging in his office for the past 24 years.
So sweet of him. And one of his grad students told me recently that he’s admired it when he’s in hubby’s office. That made me happy, too.
The thing with painting in Sumi ink on rice paper (or Chinese painting) is that there is no preliminary drawing and what you lay down is what you get. There is no correcting of anything. If you don’t plan well beforehand, your composition will be not be great. I need to plan better. It also means you have to understand precisely how to handle your brushes, the water, and the ink, and this knowledge, like with other media, comes only with lots of practice.
The prompts today are acorn (Doodle Day) and noisy (Inktober). What could be more perfect than squirrels for that? Besides, some of you always expect squirrels from me. 😉 You can see water haloes since I’d just finished and it was still wet when I took the picture:
For today, I’m getting a feel for the Chinese paint brushes again. I’ve not done this in even longer than watercolor landscapes. I was a teen when Dad taught me how to do Chinese painting, so it’s been almost 40 years.
I still remember how to pick up ink so that the bamboo segments have a gradation, giving them a more 3D look but I’m seriously rusty.
The Doodle Day prompt is fall and the Inktober prompt is fast, so I tried to paint a mouse with falling leaves.
Here is my arsenal:
In the past several days we had trespassers we had to call the county sheriff for, I had a couple of agent rejections, my dad has had recurring dizzy spells (he’ll be 80 next year), and a dear family friend (our age) died of cancer.
This old sketch (5 minute Inktober drawing) kind of captures how I feel right now.
I bought some shiny things (Captain…extra points for Browncoats) at Bead Works in Vancouver this summer and finally got around to making a bracelet with it.
Doesn’t look half bad.
I’ve not painted a landscape in over 2 decades but decided to give it a try when my friend Robin and I got together to play with watercolors (which I also hadn’t really worked with in a couple of decades…not as fine art anyway). It was a fun way to break in the Arches watercolors pad my sister gave me.
It’s the start of astronomical fall today (climatological fall started the 1st of September). I can’t wait for cooler weather!
My sister and I used to watch this show called That’s Entertainment, a compilation of movie clips from 20th Century Fox based on a particular theme each episode.
These critters’ entertainment is much more low-tech. 🙂 Hand puppets are classic, though.
Now I’d never call myself a country music fan but I judge songs by individual merit and not by the genre classification. So, I end up liking–no, loving–a number of country music tunes such as the one in my post title.
If you don’t know the ditty by Johnny Lee, go take a listen.
I hope you and the mouse find what you’re looking for–a spouse, a best friend, an agent, etc. Happy Sunday!