![]() ![]() Give constructive feedback, including examples of what works or doesn’t work. Sometimes miscommunication happens, just be cool. We are people from all over the world, of many ages, languages, cultures, and educational backgrounds who all want to improve our art. She was too young to talk! And now she no longer remembers.Welcome to /r/Learnart, for artists and aspiring artists of all skill levels! Wish I could have asked her what she was about, but it’s a wise secret she kept to herself. So she just as carefully scribbled over each of the fishes’ offensive eyes. ![]() She did not like drawings that look back. And I worked especially carefully at that aspect that looks back at you - at the fishes’ eyes. (My love affair with swimming creatures was already beckoning in nascent form.) I drew as carefully as the moment allowed, rusty draughtsman that I was, my drawing muscles all linearly out-of-shape. ![]() The pattern of the floorboards came through the colorings as an accidental rubbing while I worked up the form. ![]() I drew on the floor because that’s where my little crawler lived. I used colored pencils because they were child safe. When my daughter was just a crawler and I was recovering my artistic chops after long days of being exclusively maternal, I began to resume drawing by making drawings like this. Then, there was also my moment in the sun, for which I thank the North Koreans(sort of, I guess).Īnd here’s hoping that 2010 will be a time-path to some good stuff for you and yours. On which occasion, upon learning the number of hamsters-in-progress, I was heard to utter “oh nine!”īlanca the Hamster gets a new friend, Pompi the Chinese Silky Chicken (thanks again to Benedicte as well as to Gabrielle Bryden owner of Pompi and author of their saga). Me, the morning that I learned our hamster was a mother ….Īnd courtesy of Benedicte, the mother and children themselves …. Remembering catapillars climbing up children. Hanging out at the easel with my pal, Alice the Cat. I’ll begin my survey with the big fishies of my secret Washington DC studio.Ī sea shell (hold it up to your ear and you can hear koi talking).Īnother year of hero worship, lovin’ the greatest guy ever to hold the pencil - J.A.D. It reminds me of this, and I see an opportunity. Not sure how that will go, but I note that it might prove interesting. I want to do more with this eye when I get to the big painting. It reminds me of a detail of a drawing that I made years ago (with some help from my daughter who was very young at the time). If you care to join in, a photo of the jumble appears below:Īlso got to thinking about the eye on the fish vase. I think it’s amusing trying to untangle the jumble of things available to look at in drawings like these. One still life is sitting in front of another, so I decided to draw them to pass the time and get warmed up for working. I made note of it in my diary at the time and remind myself here too! Meanwhile, back in the studio … I was waiting in the car for my daughter and occupying the time with drawing when I looked closer at the picture and noticed the color differences. I made the discover while drawing from a photo I have of the original set up. So the colors are muted and I’ve decided to revert back to that original intention. I just assumed that I had arranged it with the right side up. I discovered that the cloth I’m using in my still life in progress was turned wrong-side out when I originally set up the objects. ![]()
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