Friday, December 7, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Love Backwards
Today's drawing of the day comes quite late, but I made my "deadline"!
Playing with the colored pencils, I realize that I probably never learned 'proper' technique for using them. Probably my high school art teachers tried. In college, some professor must have mentioned something. Maybe not.
Sometimes I wish I could go back and 'spy' on the 'me' that was then. Was I daydreaming, fixated on how some guy in the class styled his hair? Was it the colors themselves that completely absorbed my attention?
As long as I can remember I've been completely enraptured with color. My red wagon personified the wonderful qualities of red. Red to Angela age 3 said "I AM HERE". I was emphatic about red as my favorite during my earliest years. So bright, so rich - so absolutely vibrant, strong, solid, and secure. A world of positivity in which to get lost. Yum.
As I proceed through life, strange things are revealed about my relationship with color - such as sometimes I have a sense that I can taste them. For instance, the colors on top of today's drawing taste a little raspy and sawdusty in my mind's eye and near the tip of my tongue. The blue side of the hair feels slippery. I guess that's not a taste, but that's a bit about the cross - sensory baloney I deal with every day.
This set of colored pencils blends particularly well - it's easy to layer but also seems a bit easy to 'overwork' a bit. However, I've decided just to play and see what's up. Love Backwards.
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Day 3 of Drawing Challenge: Ladies of the Hair
I always did like M.C. Escher . . . but his influence usually doesn't show up in my drawings. This drawing wasn't planned, but when the pattern started to emerge, I went with it. Certainly his style is more fresh on my mind as I sometimes show examples of his work to my students. This drawing was a lot of fun and quite relaxing. I'm really enjoying my colored pencils.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Day 2 of the Drawing a Day Challenge: Snurps
Snurps aren't sure how to raise their young. So they bundle 'em up real good and hope for the best. They spend the rest of their time dive bombing onto floppy mattress-like outcroppings on their world and attempting to dance without falling over. Thus the slight deformation of the head.
Today my left hand hurt, so I started this with my right (non-dominant) hand. The grown snurp is called 'Righty' for this reason.
Labels: aceo, alien, art, drawing a day, fantasy
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Drawing a Day?
I may have started a drawing-a-day challenge for myself, but I am non-committal. Sure seems like a great way to jump start the art, which has fizzled to a mere drizzle of doodles since the move. We'll see.
This is Enorb. His strongest sense is smell, which he does through his many fuzzy hairs. He naturally grows hair in a comfy sweater pattern. He is safe from humans at this time, so he is smiling and relaxed. Humans must be kept from his kind because sooner or later someone might decide to skin them to make sweaters and other unnecessary clothing and goods. Please remember Enorb and others deserve their space, too.
Love
Ang
This is Enorb. His strongest sense is smell, which he does through his many fuzzy hairs. He naturally grows hair in a comfy sweater pattern. He is safe from humans at this time, so he is smiling and relaxed. Humans must be kept from his kind because sooner or later someone might decide to skin them to make sweaters and other unnecessary clothing and goods. Please remember Enorb and others deserve their space, too.
Love
Ang