An unthemed blog of thoughts and mutterings. Join me for a few mutterings of your own. This is my "master" blog, through which you can access all my other blogs and websites. I hope you'll leave a comment when you visit!
Friday, May 30, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
The Pinery
It was cold the first few days, then one perfect day. The last day
was very hot. But no rain to speak of--only a few sprinkles, and NO
BUGS (except ticks). The wildflowers were quite late because of a
cool spring, but there were still lots to be seen. I will be posting
more pix when I have time. Lots of unpacking and catch-up and busy
day planned with a going away party for our daughter Pearl Girl, who
is moving to Texas with her husband, Karaoke Man. Plus Piano Boy had
a big rehearsal for his two upcoming recitals. Photo by Biker Buddy.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Off to the Pinery
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Postcard from the Pinery
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Mothra with Morning Glories
Gouache on Strathmore 11 x 15 cold press paper.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Rocks: Chinese brush painting
Tulips in early morning sun and mist
me. I'm a senescing flower myself, lol!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Mother's day bouquet revisited
drew it first because it was so complex. I added black because I am
learning about black gouache and it was painted late at night.
THANKS, kids! :-D
5 x 8, ink, water color, and gouache on water-color Moleskine.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
fireworks flower (fractal again)
Monday, May 12, 2008
Crab Study, a variation
to make. It's a variation on the original crab study which I think I like
better than the original. (It will probably also be better than the
painting, as my painting skills aren't up to par yet.)
Sunday, May 11, 2008
And so it Begins ("Some Guy . . . with a badge"
Finally, though, we did sleep, until 3:45 when someone knocked on the bedroom door. We usually leave the door open at night, unless there's a sleepover. Then, we close it for noise reduction and privacy.
"Open the door," I said, because PB was out there mumbling. He continued mumbling.
"Speak up, boy," said the sleepy old man.
"Some guy wants to talk to you. He won't go away until he does."
"Some guy? Whaddya mean?"
"We were out in the yard drinking tea. I don't see why you can't sit outside on a nice night and drink tea. We were in our own yard. How is that against the law?"
"Curfew?" I said.
"Whaddya mean, some guy?"
"Some guy . . with a badge. He wants to talk to you."
BB gets up, pulls on some jeans, and goes down.
In a minute, he returns. ""I don't know what he meant, 'some guy,' it was a uniformed police officer, standing there with some teeny-bopper girl. And I don't know what he meant, sitting in "our own yard." The policeman said they were down at the corner talking to two girls. He's walking them each home and speaking to their parents."
"Did he get a warning?"
"He didn't get a ticket."
So, now it is five AM and I am awake, and have been since 3:45. I have insomnia anyway, and something like this makes it hard for me to sleep again. The boys have turned off their light and are quiet. BB has gone back to sleep. But I am wide awake.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
3 new moles
The one I had painted Wednesday or Thursday (been so busy don't even know which day!) were yellow tulips in my yard. They are green, yellow and cream, but mine didn't work out well. I was trying to do a sort of Zen or Chinese brush painting (which of course I know nothing about, at this point!). So I tried again. The second one still isn't good, but it's a little better. I am going to attach it.
so--now I am almost done with the first round (in fact, I may have painted one too many pages, not sure.) But I'm not quite done yet. When my second yellow tulip dries, I am going to paint something on the back of it--hope I don't mess it up!
Which reminds me, the Self portrait after Francesco Clemente is done in gouache, my first ever--I just went out and bought some yesterday, rode my bike to the art store (Rainy Day)--took 25 minutes each way. BUT--here's the rub--I painted the picture last night and it's still not dry. THAT's why I photographed it rather than scanning it--hope it
dries soon, or how will I be able to mail the mole?
OH, and, I forgot to buy black, DUH, which was the whole reason I got
some gouache--but I don't normally use it when painting with water
colors, so it didn't occur to me to get any.
I have a poetry reading today at 2 so have to rush off! YIKES! It's
my first reading in Detroit other than open mics.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Someone loves me!!!
when the doorbell rang and I was tucking things in as I ran to the
door and lo and behold, a woman holding a HUGE package--for ME!!!
I immediately burst into embarrassing tears.
I'd been feeling like a failure as a parent because of issues with PB.
THe card was "signed" from all three of them. I burst into tears
again. :-D
It was a nice gift, too, fresh lovely delicate flowers, and when they
are gone, a caraf and drinking glass. Lovely. Thoughtful. Thanks!
:-D YAY!
Monday, May 05, 2008
mole #6
I took my first ever-water media as an adult just recently (I really
am a beginner!) and the teacher was always saying, "You can't hit a
home run every time," That's the scary part about a moleskine! AK!
This sketch of tulips is done in pencil, water color pencil and water
colors in my moleskin sketchbook. I wanted to just try water colors
but was afraid it might wreck the paper. I have a moleskin water
color sketchbook, so I prolly should try that. Then paste it in?
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Mole 4 & 5
of Biker Buddy. He's a willing built-in model, so I drew him again
tonight, same deal, pen and water color pencil. A sketch--this is a
SKETCH-book, right? (I'll try to do something different next.) He
was pleased to have a "centerfold." I told him if he wanted a
centerfold, he'd better undress, LOL! (Don't worry . . . ){I won't
subject any of us to that, prolly.} Like the other, it's a bit of a
caricature.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Tropical Jungle: Three Faces
was playing with water soluble oil pastels on watercolor paper.
Yellow Calla
BB commented that it looks like something you would lay on a casket.
The reason people lay flowers on a casket is because they are lovely and filled with hope and are reborn every year. All good reasons to enjoy them any time, not just when someone dies.
Which reminds me of a story about myself, lol! When I was (much) younger, I didn't like cedars, because I always saw them in graveyards and associated them with death. Then when I took dendro, I learned that they were often called arbor vitae, the tree of life. In jest, I called them arbor morte, the tree of death, but as I thought about it, I decided that the association was human and did not reflect on the trees themselves. They are just trees. And besides, a tree of life is a worthwhile tree in human association. I successfully overcame my dislike for them.
For Thursday Challenge: Spring.