The Flowers That Bloom in the Spring..Tra la

So, in the time that I so looked forward to, spring, I’m stuck with a stubborn case of artist’s block.  You’d think, with all the time off I’ve had, I’d be fruitful as fruitflies.  I’ve made attempts, but nothing that I’m excited about..at least excited enough to do the hard work behind doing a drawing.  I’m left wondering WTH happened, and what do I do now.

Then, gazing at the beautiful spring day, I realized, not only is spring beautiful, it’s also pretty.  It’s the type of pretty that brings out the cliches in everyone.  Doing something original is about impossible, with all these darn flowers everywhere!

“Floral Overload”

20 x16 inch image. Lightfast colored pencil on archival cotton rag paper.

$200.00

Damn! Damn! And Damn Again!

I seem to not be having much success with my artwork these days.  First the dogs, and now this.  My Welcome to Spring piece is not up to my somewhat perfectionist standards.  Grrr.

So,while I rethink this, I will share with you a spring drawing I made a few years, back when I lived in NYC.  Our sky was blank after 9/11.  To see the Freedom Tower going up, in the early spring, gave me hope.  I forgot what the title to this was..but here it is!

Who Let the Dogs Out?

 

I’m going to have to put the dog project on the back burner.  The opportunity at the veterinarian hospital seems to be dead in the water.  I may yet be called back, but I’m tired of the run around I seem to be getting.  Pffft.

What season is this?  It was 82 degrees Friday, down to the 30’s today.  The calendar says spring, but we’re getting summer and winter weather.  I’m seriously confused.

I took a break and went down to Pennsylvania to visit a friend.  No artwork done, but many good ideas from the farm county there.

So, in hopes that like attracts like…here’s a summer drawing.

 

“The Campus”

a 20 x 16 inch original drawing on archival rag paper with lightfast colored pencil.

$200.00

Give My Regards to Broadway

Yesterday was the opening of the Pet Art Show, at the Bott Shoppe in Mamaroneck, NY.  If you’re interested in seeing the show, the address is 172 East Boston Post Road.  Besides the show, the Bott Shoppe, has an art studio, classes and art related items in its store.  If you are in the area, it’s an interesting store, with lots of stuff to buy and browse.

I had a great time at the opening, especially having conversations about NYC, what has happened there since I left, and discussions of the art world in general.

And as a former New Yorker, I thought I’d make the trip so easily, and wow, I’m so tired.  In case you’ve never been there, in New York City you walk a lot.  I mean A LOT.  It’s a car unfriendly city, especially Manhattan.  I remember long ago, before I lived there, I wondered why New Yorkers were so slim.  Now I know, all that walking.

However, I’m out of shape, and I no longer  have the stamina I used to.  My legs are sore today.

Speaking of Pet Art, I’ve still got the Guardian Animal Hospital in Brewster on hold.  I’ve no idea where it’s going, I’m not having much luck getting through to them.  Speaking of not know where somethings going, spring seems to be on hold, too.

I’m itching to get started on some art other than dog portraits.  I have an old drawing, I did when I was still living in Greenwich, CT.  Trust me, that’s old.  I really like it, but sometimes, I’m not the best judge of my own work.  Maybe it’s a little too much Thomas Kinkaide-ian?

Anyway, I’m thinking of updating it, and doing it again for a good spring drawing.

So, Happy Landscapes in the meantime!

Not to be Trusted

“I’m suspicious of people who don’t like dogs, but I trust a dog when it doesn’t like a person.”

Thanks Bill Murray.  Or Mark Twain.  Or whoever said this originally.  It doesn’t say much for my character.

Dogs have a funny reaction to me.  Some absolutely love me, some whimper and cry as if I’m Darth Vader.  I can’t figure this out.  I’m really a very small, harmless looking woman.

I remember being terrified of dogs when I was a small child.  I can’t figure that out either.  I was never hurt by one, that I know of.  I got along fine with my aunt’s German Shepherds, but other than that…illogical fear.  Maybe I still give off a negative vibe in relation to dogs.

I start my venture into the world  of dog drawing with a picture of a German Shepherd, the first dog breed I learned to trust.

A Remarkably Non-existent Snowstorm

I thought I’d be snowed in yesterday.  The weather forecast predicted a possible eighteen inches.  We’re not supposed to get more than four, now.

So, I didn’t get much artwork done.  I’m working more slowly, too.  I’m working on a portrait of my friend’s German Shepherd, and I’m realizing I have a lot to learn about dog anatomy.  Plus, once again, I’ve chosen an annoying labor intensive background.

So, just for the heck of it, here are some winged horses that I’ve drawn for charity.