I took my home made camera obscura to the street. The street became the focal plane.
Most of this past week, I have been fascinated with hands. My younger brother is an accomplished pianist, and I’ve been watching him intently as he played, during his visit. We talked quite a bit about music and the connection between hands and the brain with music as the intermediary. As a direct result of […]
Here’s a quick watercolor/charcoal/pencil sketch of my brother Dave’s hands. It is a wonderful experience watching his hands in action at the piano. I would love to do a series of detailed drawings and paintings of his hands frozen at different times during a performance.
It was just a walk in the park. This interesting bench only has vertical slats. I like the zig-zaggy shadows.
One sees icons everywhere. Although the word in a ‘Stop’ sign is in English, the eight-sided shape of the sign is the universal language for ‘cease from moving forward’. Any foreign word could be placed on this octagonal template, and all (who have passed a driver’s test) would know the correct meaning. What about the […]
I did not sketch the study below from life. I watched my brother play the piano yesterday and tried to absorb the experience. Yesterday’s watercolor was meant to capture Dave’s graceful motions of his hands. Today, I reconstructed his posture from an angle that I had not observed. I think it shows stability and groundedness […]
There is art all around us. I’m always on the lookout for interesting visuals. The photograph below is another in my series of ‘street art’, pictures of the pavement adorned with paint. This one is more curb than street. Its scope is wider than just macadam and concrete. It includes dried leaves and a sprinkler […]
Brushes inhabit one part of the desk in my studio. I took the time to sketch the positions of my painting tools in their respective homes: an oatmeal tin, and a Jackson’s of Piccadilly tea tin. I used pen and ink for details before and after applying the watercolors.
Today, we were in the same neighborhood where I captured painted lines on the ground last month. Not the lines that indicate parking places but lines that seemed like directions of some sort. They were in code. Here is a shot of the people who know the code and are building/installing to the proper specifications.
My younger brother is visiting us this week. It is really good to see him. We’ve been talking up a storm about music, performance and visual arts. Dave is a pianist. He’s given me insight about expression within the constraint of the page of written music that, in the case of some pieces, has been […]