And What I Mean by That is..

I guess I didn’t make that very clear.  I certainly would have understood what I meant, and I”m me.  Start with what you know, indeed.

What I mean, is that when starting out a piece of artwork, there are some areas that you already know how you’re going to handle them.   For instance, in the new drawing above, I knew how I was going to draw the people.  Started there.  Which gave me an idea of how to handle the branch, which gave me an idea of how to handle the middle ground, and so forth, so on, and blah, blah, blah, etc.

The drawing may look a little weird the way it looks here.  It’s a small drawing, that the WordPress format blew up in size.  Every little stroke of the pencil is visible here, whereas it really looks muted.

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Just a personal note about my life at the moment, my tremor has gotten to the point that I can no longer control the pencil well enough to stand at my easel to draw.  So, I’ve made a different approach, working smaller and in a way to brace my hand better.  True, it’s a little dull doing small pieces, but I tell myself if there’s something I really like, when I figure out how to do it, I’ll make a statement piece out of it.  Also, I’ll have a lot of little accent pieces.  See if that’s any better for sales.

But thinking about it, I wondered what of the drawings I have already would make a good accent piece.  My first choice is an unassuming sketch of mine which I am now naming “Mind Games”.  That’s firstly because it resembles the intricate working of a person’s mind and also, I was listening to John Lennon a lot when I drew it.  Okay, to refresh your memory:

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Yes, it needs a little tweaking, but with figures of children added to it, I think it would me a damn good huge, huge, I’m telling you, piece.

But there are others that I think would make a good statement piece.  For instance, this:

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It’s actually a nameless little piece that I did as a label for a friend’s line of natural products.  But can you see this 5 feet, by 5?

And then there’s this:

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My old logo, Cheshire Cat like.

Going back to my small, paradise works:

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Now, I’ve gotten so many statement piece ideas, I can’t make up my mind.  Mind?  Mind Games again?

I’m going to bed.

 

 

Start with what you know….

It’s winter yet again.  Okay, it’s really still fall by the calendar, but who am I to split hairs?  It’s barren, cold, with short days.  Somehow, I feel my artist block melting.

I’ve been prolific in the winter time.  Summer and spring are almost too pretty to come up with something interesting and moody.20170606_212810522996978.jpg

One of my favorites in the past winter:
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And some from previous years,

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I seem to like crows.

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So, here I am, raring to go, but not a clue.  How did I come up with so may ideas in the past?  What do I do now?

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So, I remembered my old rule of thumb.  Start with what you know. So, then, I will.

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Just a memory for all of you who like cats:  this is the third anniversary of capturing Pumpkin, bringing him to a prettier environment.  A chance to be a domestic cat again, and all the perks that come with it.  Pumpkin, it’s been good.

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Bricks

A little background info….

I’ve been away for a while, in case you haven’t noticed. I needed some time to reflect, think about where I’ve been, where I’m going and most importantly, where I am.

And it all comes down to bricks…well, sort of.

When I first really got going working in colored pencil, I lived in Greenwich, CT. Somehow, and for what reason I can’t figure out, I became drawn to drawing (Ha) buildings with bricks. I sweated tears over each individual rectangle, making sure it was perfect.

Then I landed quite happily but totally unexpectedly in Manhattan. Again, loads and loads of bricks to be drawn! I still was sweating over each and every single detail.

 

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So, then due to circumstances which are beyond explaining.  I landed in Queens, a little community called Sunnyside.  And much to my delight, I found bricks!  By now, I was taking those little rectangles in stride.

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Then after 20 years of ups and downs and all arounds in NYC, I ended up back in Connecticut in a small city called Danbury.  It’s as a large of a city as I want to deal with for a while.

And whaddya think I found there?  My first picture there, bricks.

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And bricks and cats.

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After this much needed break, guess what I start with?

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And a familiar door.  Yes, I know it’s October, I started this pic in May.

And Poof, it was gone

I’m talking about the post I just wrote, and lost.

Ah, well.  Facebook keeps reminding me that I haven’t posted in a while.  I apologize for my absence.  The truth is, I’ve run straight into a brick wall of an artist’s block. I’m as stuck as  a car in a muddy ditch.

This has happened before.  I’d lose the excitement of my work, and come up with some horrid pieces.  That’s exactly what has happened now.

I thought the change in seasons would revive me, but no.  It’s time to take a break and play around with other creative outlets.  But I’ll be back.  Ready to start fresh again.

So, in the meantime, I’m leaving you with a drawing I did many years ago, of a season like this….spring easing into summer.  It was a fruitful time artistically for me, going back many years to when I lived in Greenwich.  Goodbye, but only for a while.

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I’m kind of struggling here.  I’m trying to catch the excitement that I had for the artwork I did in New York, but have yet to capture in Connecticut.  Most of my work here, has come out boringly representational.  I kind of realize the elements I’m missing…

I did put human objects as subject matter, and work heavily on a design with them.  Abstract them, to a certain point.  Here are some NYC that show my focus.

The closest thing I’ve done like that in Connecticut is this.  It leans too far the the pure representational side.

Anyway, I think I know what I have to do to get back on the road!

It’s Raining In New York

As well as raining here.

My friend just asked me the other day if I regretted moving from NYC  to Connecticut.  Truth is, I don’t.  I think I already went into how I remember the romance and excitement of the City, but not the humdrum stress.  Like the idea of New York City in the rain.

Of course, there are some things I miss and always will.  For instance, the white cherry blossoms at the beginning of spring.  The skyline at night:

In general, I miss a lot of the human made parts of the vista.  Yes, I enjoy nature, but for art, it starts to lack an interesting focal point. Yeah, really.

So, in honor of the memory of what is not really New York, here are some ATCs I made while I was trying to think of a way to make money.  Funny thing, I never did find out a way..

 

Turn, Turn, Turn

There was  a song big in the sixties, during the folk music era.  The lyric went something like this;

To everything, turn turn turn…there is a season, turn turn turn, and a time to every purpose under heaven.

Some of you, I know, remember this song.  Some of you, will remember it because your parents played it.  I think it was made popular by Peter, Paul and Mary, but I’m to lazy to Google it to be sure.

 

For me, the season has been spring, but the purpose of the time wasn’t art.  I had family issues, a new job that turned into a horror show, and all sorts of sundry events and mishaps that life takes from time to time.

And so, finally,  I can turn, turn, turn back to my artwork!