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Animals Every Day Matters Watercolor

Seagull (Everyday Matters #90 – Things with wings)

Seagull with background

Watercolor on Arches watercolor paper, 7.5 x 11 inches
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This seagull sat on the post by the boat while we dined on Saturday evening. I thought it was curious that this guy would just sit there, only a few feet away, watching us. Then someone threw a bean from their salad off the boat and Mr. Seagull was on it in a second. I threw him a couple more beans for fun until Cody pointed out that now the poor bird would get gas so we stopped throwing him beans.

The picture above is the final painting. The one below is pre-painting in the background. I always seem to prefer a white background, but the sky was so blue in the photo I just had to paint it. Which do you prefer?

Seagull before background

Same painting before sky painted in.
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Drawing Sketchbook Pages

Tired View

Tired View

Ink in HandBook Co. square sketchbook
Drawn laying down, looking out the window since that was all I had energy for today.

Usually this “fall-back day” is my favorite day of the year because we get an extra hour. I like to wait until an hour in the day that I’m enjoying and want another of and THEN set my clock back. That way I really get to enjoy and experience that extra hour. But I was feeling so wiped out today that I’ve decided to wait until tomorrow to grab the extra hour. I’m working from home a half-day tomorrow, so I can wait until I’m done working and then get a whole new hour back.I was feeling so funky and in a slump today that I decided to call in sick to my internal boss and play hooky. It was nice not pushing myself to accomplish anything other than a walk (to the store for milk and donuts which cancelled out the walk) . I’m recovering from a busy week and a super-busy and headachey day yesterday.

I taught my watercolor class in the morning followed by a birthday party for Cody who is turning 26 tomorrow. The party was on my ex’s new yacht (it’s truly a yacht, not just a sailboat — it’s quite big and beautiful with seating for 10 inside and outside, two bedrooms and two bathrooms and even a freezer to hold the ice cream cake that I brought). It’s berthed in Sausalito at the very end of the dock, so that sitting on it you have a view of the bay, the seals and sea birds sunning themselves on the dock and the hills of Tiburon across the water. The weather couldn’t have been more perfect, just enough wind for the sails and high 70s temperatures. The 10 of us (including my wonderful sons, niece, sister ex-husband, and most of their significant others) sailed out past Alcatraz, the Golden Gate Bridge and the Bay Bridge towards San Francisco and then enjoying the sunset, we feasted on sushi, salad, ribs, potato salad and birthday cake.

The only downside was my headache (not made better by the boat’s great sound system, with satelite radio pumping 80s rock through multiple speakers inside and outside the boat). By the time I returned home I was so exhausted that the idea of posting to the blog was absolutely impossible, which is rare. Normally I can eke out something, but I didn’t even want to see a computer, just a nice plump pillow.

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Other Art Blogs I Read Watercolor

Glow (in progress) and Art Thoughts

Glow (painting in progress)

Watercolor on 7×11″ Arches paper

In did this in preparation for a painting demonstration in my watercolor class tomorrow. Even though it’s not finished, I thought it was pretty just as is and decided to post it.

Thoughts and questions about art kept me awake all night last night after yesterday’s evening trip to the California Watercolor Association annual national show and the SF Museum of Modern Art so I thought I’d share some of them here.

First a quote I heard on NPR this morning:

“I think balance is overrated. Creativity comes from excess.”
Annette Benning, said this when asked about finding balance between being a mom of four and an actor. I think this is a fascinating statement, though I’m annoyed since it would never be asked of an actor/father.

As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, the CWA show was a disappointment to my painting group and me. We had submitted slides to the show but didn’t get in, assuming it was partly because the juror’s style and preferences weren’t a good match for our work AND that he had to pick 90 pieces out of 600 slides. A few were stunners, but we thought many seemed mediocre, unfinished, or amateurish. After several weeks on display in a great location, only two of the 89 pieces had sold, and both, though watermedia, looked more like oil paintings. (I hope this doesn’t sound like sour grapes — we really wanted the inspiration of seeing some great work.)

Then we went to SFMOMA and Sharon raised an interesting question while we were looking at some of the early works of Matisse and other early modern artists — “Would we have thought these were bad paintings too, if they were hanging in the CWA show?” I know the art world certainly thought so at the time Matisse and his colleagues were painting, but they were struggling and sacrificing greatly to break through to a whole new world of artistic expression.

In looking at the Picasso, Frida Kahlo, Willem de Kooning, Georgia O’Keefe, Jackson Pollock, and Mark Rothko paintings (in two adjoining rooms), I thought about how each of them created a new and unique way of expressing their vision. Is that what “real art” is — work that creates a new view or means of expressing one? Does it have to be new to be good? What about work that is beautiful, but doesn’t express a unique view or style? Is that art? Can there possibly be anything new after everything that’s already been created?

When we were walking back to BART in the dark, I noticed a brightly lit window on the second floor of the University Extension building where a roomful of art students were diligently painting at their easels. For a moment I felt overwhelmed — so much good art already exists…so many people striving to make art…and for a moment I thought, “Why bother….it’s all been done before, by people way more talented than me…”

And then I immediately knew the answer! Because it’s the joy in making art that matters, whether it’s good art, bad art, real art, or not art at all. It’s the process, not the product…the seeing, the investigating, the learning, the pleasure of color and line and design.

I’m guessing that was true for those artists whose work hangs in museums, many of whom were never appreciated while they were alive. They painted, drew, sculpted because they had to. They painted because balance didn’t matter to them, just their inner drive to create and express what they had to say.

And there is still the possibility of new voices and styles…I see them every day just on the artblogs I visit. Each person has their own recognizable style, their own way of seeing the world and it shines through their work.

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Outdoors/Landscape Plein Air Watercolor

Blake Garden Pagoda & Art Show

Blake Garden Pagoda

Watercolor and Ink on 9×12 Arches watercolor paper
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I did this plein air painting on Monday afternoon at Blake Gardens. I got there 90 minutes before closing with a plan to paint the redwoods and creek area (just behind this little pagoda fountain). Unfortunately, landscape architecture students from U.C. Berkeley (the gardens belong to the University) had been allowed to do “art installations” and the creek had been covered with large white posterboards with yellow tape stuck here and there. (Is this art?) I had to quickly pick a spot to paint so settled for this fountain that was brightly lit on the edges by the setting sun at first. I painted without much drawing and then added the ink, using a non-permanent Pentel ink brush pen. I softened and bled the ink with a little water here and there.

Tonight my painting group met at the California Watercolor Association’s National Show held in downtown San Francisco’s Academy of Art gallery. There were a few stunning pieces, but the majority were disappointing. Someone was smoking cigarettes near the door and the gallery smelled horribly of cigarettes and was hot and stuffy so we headed over to the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art three blocks away for a delicious dinner in the cafe and a visit to some “real” art (What makes something “real art?”).

I enjoyed seeing some Matisse paintings and sculpture on display that he made in the period I’m now reading about in the two volume, 1200 page biography, The Unknown Matisse and Matisse the Master. Then we saw an absolutely thrilling show of enormous sculptural paintings by German artist Anselm Kiefer. The scale, perspective, brilliance and 3-dimensionality of the work was breathtaking.

While we dined and looked at art we had many thought-provoking conversations about art, artists, showing, painting, and teaching. I’d love to share them with you but I’m falling asleep standing up (my computer is on a standing-height work table) so it will have to wait.

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Drawing Sketchbook Pages Subway drawings

Subway Drawings (Noses on BART)

Subway Drawing - BART 5

bart6

Micron Pigma Ink in small Moleskine sketchbook
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Some people on BART today and yesterday. I felt pretty cheeky drawing the guy at the top left of the first picture. He was standing right over me, holding on to the seat in front of me reading. He got off at the next stop so I didn’t get to finish his arms or the book he was reading.

I really liked the woman’s nose in the bottom left hand picture. There’s lots of great noses on BART this week–if only I was able to draw them properly. With the train jerking so much, and the small size of the paper, noses are pretty tiny–one little jiggle and they’ve got a wild schnoz [from Yiddish for nose: snoyts, snout, muzzle, from German Schnauze.]

You can see that something funny happened to the binding in this new Moleskine. The first two pages of every Moleskine sketchbook always seem to be stuck together near the binding so this time I tried pressing them apart which was not a good thing and left a loose string on this third page. At least I got the first few pages filled (after totally messing up the drawing on the first page. Got over that by reminding myself it’s not an omen and it’s my sketchbook and I don’t have to show anyone that page!).

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Flower Art Sketchbook Pages Watercolor

My bottle is back!

Hennessy Cognac bottle

Watercolor in Moleskine 5×8″ watercolor notebook
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A package was waiting for me when I came home from work tonight. It was this little bottle that I’d loaned to a watercolor student months ago. She started painting it in class and wanted to finish at home so I sent the bottle home with her. Then she injured her arm and wasn’t able to return and since she lived quite a distance from me I told her to just mail it to me. I knew she would when she could and I was so happy to see it today.

It’s funny how finding a lost something like this little Cognac bottle can mean so much. I’ve painted it many times and just really love this little bottle that I originally found on the street. I’ve wondered why it was there–would the average bum or teenager be drinking cognac on the street? I don’t know anything about liquor, but always though cognac was fancy stuff, not on the same level as Colt 45 (had to look this up–I originally said Colt 44 but that’s a gun, it turns out) or Thunderbird (had to look that up too–there’s actually a website about bum wines.)

I’m just so pleased to have my little bottle home. I know some people like diamonds, fancy cars and yachts but I can be just as happy with a quiet hour painting a flower in a sweet little bottle.

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Drawing Every Day Matters Sketchbook Pages Watercolor

Dishes done (EDM #64)

Dishes done

Watercolor & Noodlers Ink in Moleskine 5×8″ watercolor notebook
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I love doing dishes. When I saw these, all nice and clean and lined up on my sink I had to capture them in my sketchbook.

I like waking up on mornings when there’s dishes to wash from the night before. It’s a nice, relaxing way to start the day peacefully. Doing dishes doesn’t require deep thinking, heavy lifting, computers, manuals, or electricity–just a sponge, water and soap. I can listen to NPR on the radio while enjoying the warm suds and squeaky clean feel of a plate as I line it up in the rack. I admire the jewel-like color of the dish soap, which I keep in a squirt bottle originally designed to apply hair dye–similar to the ketchup dispenser at my favorite greasy spoon. I reflect on how much I like the dispenser and the clear plastic sponge holder suctioned-cupped to the tile backsplash.

I look out the window over the sink and see the ugly rose bush from Home Depot that always looks straggly and think about replacing it. I ponder when my next door neighbor will landscape his yard and get rid of the ugly little red rocks from the previous owner. I admire the huge tree that I can see across the street and I urge the ivy to keep on growing that is very slowly starting to cover the soundwall at the end of our street.

Then the dishes are done and it’s time to move on to something more demanding, but I’ve had that little time to go from sleep to awake and have actually accomplished something tangible while still in my jammies.

(I keep changing my template, trying to find one that doesn’t either resize the 500 px wide Flickr images or cut off their sides. Do you find this type hard to read? Also, the comment option is at the top of the post in this template which seems dumb, and I don’t like the blue background).

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Flower Art Sketchbook Pages Watercolor

Rose twice

Rose 3

Watercolor on 7 x11″ Arches paper. Click image to enlarge, select “All Sizes”

I’ve been oddly out of synch all day today, not having energy or focus, which was frustrating. I was about to go to bed, tired and grumpy, having painted the rose below which is overworked and not what I wanted. Then I decided to give it one more try and did the rose above. The top image is better, still somewhat overworked, and still not quite what I had in mind–which I now realize needs a big sheet of paper and more time.

Rose 2

Watercolor on 7 x11″ Arches paper. Click image to enlarge, select “All Sizes”

I wanted the rose to fill the whole page but somehow each time I drew it (3 times) it kept being too small and I hadn’t plan to paint the little handblown glass vase at all. I decided to start painting anyway, rather than doing the drawing over yet again. Then once I started, I just kept on painting when I should have been stopping, looking, thinking instead of covering every inch with too much paint.

If it wasn’t midnight, I’d do it one more time. I like painting flowers by doing each petal wet in wet one at a time, in several layers, and that just doesn’t work very well working small, nor trying to get the painting done in one setting, since each petal has to dry before moving to the next.

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Drawing Illustration Friday

Illustration Friday: GHOST (True story)

ghost_001

Drawn and painted digitally in Painter. To enlarge, click on image and open “Ghost (Large version)” on Flickr.

When I was a kid my mom made a ghost costume for me out of an old sheet, cutting holes for eyes and arms. Unfortunately it kept slipping around and I couldn’t see where I was going. It was also too long so I kept tripping on it. After about one block of trick-or-treating I stepped on the hem, tripped and fell, getting a nasty bloody nose. Then I had a really cool and scary Halloween costume!

This is a re-do of the drawing I wrote about yesterday that disappeared after working on it for two hours when Painter crashed and I discovered I hadn’t saved the file ever. Painter tends to be very glitchy that way, and I should have known better. I tried to recreate it today and it’s a little different, but better in some ways, and so am I, having learned a few good lessons!

I had a hard time getting the text to look right on screen when I shrunk thefile to fit on the screen. I finally had to reduce the “canvas” size to 450 px wide and then put the type in. Now I see why people use Illustrator. Pixel-based type is terrible if the image isn’t created at the final type size and you have to reduce the image size but Illustrator doesn’t have that problem.

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Every Day Matters Life in general People Sketchbook Pages

Bubbie Hanging Laundry (EDM #88: Breezy)

Breezy - Bubby hanging laundry

Drawn in sketchbook with pencil, scanned into Painter, and digitally inked and painted.

I was very close to my grandmother and was born on her 50th birthday. She was very short and round and so soft…her skin was like velvet…well, very wrinkled velvet, and she always smelled like the sweet dusting powder she used. She had no clothes dryer–didn’t believe in them. She hung everything up to dry in the backyard, though she could barely reach the clothes line. Then EVERYTHING was ironed…even underwear, towels, and sheets. She had a special canvas laundry cart that she dragged the laundry around in that had a pocket stuffed with wooden close pins that I liked to play with. As she ironed she sprinkled the clothes first to dampen them (before steam irons) using a glass milk bottle (from when milk men delivered your milk each morning) with a special top that had holes in it and was designed for that purpose.

I was so happy a few minutes ago…I’d finished this memory drawing of my grandmother (Bubbie) that I’d been working on this week (which was actually for last week’s Everyday Matters challenge) and I’d finished this week’s Illustration Friday challenge and I really liked that drawing too–it WAS so cute and funny. And then Painter crashed just as I added the final, finishing touch. And then I realized I’d been working for two hours and NEVER SAVED that file!!!!! I can’t believe I did that! I was going to post this picture tomorrow and post the Illustration Friday picture tonight, but I can’t. It’s gone. And it’s midnight. I can’t do it over now.

Maybe losing my file was an omen–I’ve been trying to decide whether I wanted to continue pursuing/exploring digital art or stick with watercolors. If I’d done the drawing by hand, I would at least have something to show for the time, something to work with as a reference if I had to do it over. But I have NOTHING. Maybe this was the message I needed to tell me to forget about digital art and stick with paint and paper?