I have put it off for months…figure drawing intimidates me but also requires a lot more effort and concentration, and I just couldn’t be bothered. Creating and making is a source of energy and joy. It is immediate satisfaction.. figure drawing isn’t.
I’ve finally joined Tina’s wonderful series of figure prompts which are motivating and inspiring.. it certainly got me started and I’m quite happy with this learning curve…practice makes progress, I heard;)
I wanted to do this one again but this time, I used a grid…
This technique gave better proportions.
I am so proud of the result! Never thought I could do this…. isn’t it always the case..
Also I joined my dear friend Jeanne Marie’s Soul Bearers wonderful class http://www.jeannemarieart.com/soulbearers/ Check her classes.. She truly creates magic and is a wonderful teacher!
I’ve started with this guy, finished it, hoping it would dry in one piece, to find out that it wasn’t clay and will never dry!
My last post was in August! Life got pretty hectic since then with study, work and well..life. In five days, Christmas…where the year has gone? I had to slow down my art practice as my studio became a study for several months… but I’ve been back in the studio since mid October, and boy, it felt good. Not only succeeding my first two units in play therapy, but to get my hands dirty again, with new challenges…
To start my retrospective of the last five months, here’s a poster I created for my study. It was truly fascinating not only to learn about Self regulation, but to imagine and create this poster. If you want to know more about self regulation, I found this wonderful accessible book, Executive function and child development, Yeager and Yeager, 2013.
And then, some lovely layers, part of LynnWhipple online workshop.
And…I’ve sold this piece to a dear friend! How cool..
Some yummy details
I bought some sunflowers at one of my fav coffee shop. I just adore the time they start getting tired, perfect for sketching.
Trying to reproduce an intuitive and quite spontaneous drawing into a painting..
The joy of experimenting and creating in my studio is so energising and a place of comfort. It’s been a tough year with many ups and downs, but with great success as well.
A moonsonal rain is upon us…wet season has truly started here in Darwin with an eventual cyclone forming… see you in a bit!
Yes, pure joy is in finishing something challenging, right!?
I am thrilled by the result. This is quite large 76x76cm and I hadn’t painted that big in a long time (& only once before 😉
It’s been a journey, with Lynn Whipple’s fun online course ‘big bold blum’. I had many light bulb moment, most that were followed by huge doubts;)
My big bold blum canvas!
I was so happy when I finally knew how to finish my table and vase. I didn’t want to loose the looseness and marks; so I used some matte medium gel to create transparent layers. Finished with some pastels and graphite marks.
I have tried another still life this week end, experimenting with medium gels and acrylic, adding layers, trying to not correct things and remain spontaneous and playful.
Almost lost it due to my impatience between layers.
Acrylic, gel medium on wood
Then sketchbook fun; some little vases started to get personality, even an eye;)
Let’s see where this leads me..
I recently visited Melbourne. My first time!! A nice treat as Darwin can feel at times claustrophobic and with very limited choices! Melbourne was gorgeous and very refreshing. Friends, food, nice cafés, shops…everything was so enjoyable!
It reminded me in so much of Montreal. Or Auckland;)
The endless diversity and stimulation…a bliss!
My way of using time and easing my flying related anxiety is to sketch away…
And then back home
By Mary Oliver
All of a sudden she began to whistle By all of a sudden I mean that for more than thirty years she had not whistled. It was thrilling. At first I wondered, who was in the house, what stranger? I was upstairs reading, and she was downstairs. As from the throat of a wild and cheerful bird, not caught but visiting, the sounds warbled and slid and doubled back and larked and soared.
Finally I said, Is that you whistling? Yes, she said, I used to whistle, a long time ago. Now I see I can still whistle. And cadence after cadence she strolled through the house, whistling.
I know her so well, I think, I thought. Elbow and ankle. Mood and desire. Anguish and frolic. Anger too. And the devotions. And for all that, do we even begin to know each other? Who is this I’ve been living with for thirty years?
This clear, dark, lovely whistler?
And a few recent lil’faces;) mixed media for most
I felt bored and uninspired with my creativity lately so I decided to paint faces intuitively and quickly. Good exercise to stimulate my practice!