An Artist's Journal
Aw, she looks so sad! Bloody wonderful to see, though. Onwards and upwards and forwards.........................
I didn't get her, but I got started. This was the first day. I had the urge. The last three weeks I was satisfied watching reruns and old movies. I did this sketch very fast . The reference is a great photograph, but poor reference: The features were flattened by the lighting. Nevertheless, I like her eyes and will probably give them more time. I just wanted to draw something. It's been a long time.
Back to your drawing...makes sense. Easy to have on hand and a comfortable way to refresh your drawing skills.I really like the expression - hope you don't touch it.
Start easy and work up, always a good idea. I keep sketch pads, pencils a bridge and a knead in the living room. Accessibility is key. I probably won't go back. Once I initial, I've gone as far as I care to. Thanks Julie. The pleasure was thinking nothing Was unusual as I crossed the room to get the stuff out of the cupboard. My energy is building.
This is wonderful Linda.....sketching is perfect for you...you're so good at it. LOVE her expression! I hope you're feeling well!!
She looks sadder than she looked in the reference. I'm guessing her sadness is mine. I love sketching the most. And it's right for me as I build my strength back up. Thanks Hilda.
So happy to see you back at sketching - I knew it wouldn't be long! But I am not surprised your little girl looks sad. As Vincent once said, "Paintings have a life of their own that derives from the painter's soul." I am certain this applies to drawing as well.
I was pleased I had the initiative to get off my chair, get the supplies and spend that half hour.
Wonderful how you capture her in a few minutes!
She's rough, but in my sketch pad. That's progress.
Everything okay in your world? Sure hope so. Missing your flow...
It is. Into my sixth and hopefully final week of recovery, I can almost go back to sleeping on my favorite right side, the real sign that this ordeal is history. But, lo and behold I got a depressing complication: sedentary living--not running the stairs or pacing in front of the easel or cycling the neighborhood, my right thigh became painfully inflamed indicating the right knee needs attention. Off I'm going to my orthopedic guy for his opinion and hopefully some PT. I was planning on having that knee replaced this month, but given the surprise surgery, I must put it off. I had enough.As for art? I haven't had the urge--till I saw this man's work on FB last week. Frank Auerbach was speaking to me before he was so rudely interrupted. I think I'm headed for a change. But first I have to be able to get down the stairs to the studio and stand for a period of time without my thigh blowing up. Summer was over for me when my kids went home late June. i am a lucky duck though having caught that Cancer in its infant stage and totally removing it. I think everyone should insist upon a chest X-ray at their yearly physical even if they have to lie about being short of breath. That test saved my life, yet it is no longer given during a routine check up UNLESS there are suspicious symptoms.