Saturday, October 10, 2015

A Start

Desert Oasis, 24" x 24" oil in progress, session one.

Getting Acquainted with VL, Graphite stick, 30 minute sketch, 6" x 8"
I have no idea where this landscape is going; I'm just glad it's going somewhere. 

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  1. hi linda - I can see a wonderful tree so to my mind it will emerge as a landscape... but it is rather exciting not to know.

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    1. To my mind too. Horrible thing happened, (or not): my printer won't print the reference in natural color. Instead it's coloring images as it wishes. (Halloween a little early). Color will be totally left to memory--or whim. Reality? Fantasy? Next choice.

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  2. I don't know where it is off to, either, but it looks like it started out in the deep South - a mangrove swamp. Love it - looks so mysterious.

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    1. My reference was taken in Las Vegas, Nevada. The pond is a koi pond that meanders through the property. Excellent landscaping at a resort not on the strip. It did feel like some place else, but Red Rock Canyon was close by--thus my working title Desert Oasis.

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  3. The oasis makes sense to me ... which means very little as I'm brain-dead at the moment. You're always brilliant with graphite/charcoal, like the happy outcome of a smiling face.

    ...... I'm bouncing along the bottom at the moment.... liver, back, knee ...migraine.

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    1. Sorry to hear. Your pains sound serious. I hope you find relief soon. As everyone says, recovery In the Golden Years takes a long time. I, for one, wish I could speed it up. I'm sick of wasting hours watching television. And I have zero patience left for reading. I am anxious to be back to myself. I know you feel the same. I'll pray for you. You pray for me.

      These are My feeble attempts to get back to a normal routine. I can manage short bursts of energy, but these are always followed by time outs back in my chair icing my operation bruised leg, a side effect they say. Today was a recuperation day. Hopefully tomorrow I'll wake energized enough to lay in more color, but I doubt it. I have another doctor appointment. That should whack me out. Meanwhile the operation was a success: I no longer have lung cancer. I am annoyed, but grateful.

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    2. .... really glad about the operation success ... prayers not wasted at this end then ...That cheered me up

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    3. Mine won't be wasted either. Anyone who can do the demanding drawings that you do is strong willed. Artists, by nature, are cantankerous. We rage against storms. Buck up friend. I'm trying by reading (off and on) a book about
      Detroit, the city where I grew up and the first city in the world to go bankrupt due to white flight, the arrogant auto companies and the inept, corrupt leadership left behind. While the book is a pleasant historic read, it makes my blood boil to learn how it was raped by greed. I am also getting my head off of myself by peeking into the politics of this country. Now here's a topic that makes me not care I am old and playing the back nine. What a mess staunch partisanship is making of this democracy! Looking out from our current situations is healthier than dwelling on what really concerns us. This second Cancer hit me hard. I never thought it was possible to have more than one. Now I am wondering (if I let myself) if I have seven more lives or if a third Cancer will kill me? I decided on seven more lives. I can play Maggie the cat. Do all you can friend to get your mind off you and focused outward. It's tough, but, as I said, we are a cantankerous lot.

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