I had a nice dream last night, for a change of pace. There were hundreds of purple bits arrayed in random, peeling off the floor. To my delight, I was able to control them and align them in the direction I wanted them to go.
I didn’t hear anything, I didn’t see anything except for the aftermath. It must have happened before I went on break, maybe even a week before (I don’t work regularly). I feel really bad for the poor sapling.
I’ve been playing with lines again. I kept the paper relatively unpopulated with marks and varied the thickness of the lines I put down. In the back of my mind, I must have been thinking of my ongoing recording project (converting my long playing records into computer format), as some of that iconology seeped into my composition. I kept […]
I began today with my very thick-nibbed dip pen. I love the fat lines it makes and the thin ones, if drawn in a perpendicularly to the ‘fat line’ making direction. I’ve read that some oil painters work on their canvas for a while and, if they don’t like what they see in one section […]
I took this photo in the parking lot. Even though it is easily recognizable, I still like the abstracty patterns. The rock however is NOT abstract, as I stubbed my toe on it!
Paul Klee tweeted ‘Heroic Roses‘ the other day. I liked the thick, black, maze-like traces that wind into a rose form. I created the abstract below, not with the idea of recreating a rose, but rather for the black traces. I wanted to make my own maze. While I didn’t accomplish ‘maze’ status, I did […]
The other day I took a close up of what could have been a wheat field or just a bunch of weeds. Today’s photo is a reveal of my wheat field, in perspective.
This study is related to yesterday’s Arabesque. Instead of amorphous swirls today, I used my dip pen to draw in the curly figures. I do like the definition of the lines in combination with the gradual variation of the colors in the background.
Below is a sketch inspired by Matisse. I am still unfamiliar with much of Matisse’s body of work, but I’m working on it.
It was cool outside and a bit windy. I would have taken a long shot of these wonderful plants, pictured below, if there was one to take. Alas, my field of wheat was restricted to a small patch of dirt surrounded by concrete curbs, in a parking lot.