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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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Sunshine, Lollipops, Rainbows, Everything….

The title is lyrics to a song, way back when I was a child. I wonder how many of my readers remember that song, and wish they didn’t.

So, here’s the complete on the rainbow drawing.

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Misses the mark in a few ways. I wanted to make the rainbow more pastel, and light, as I was complaining about in my previous post.  I didn’t quite get it.  Also, the sky is kind of a hodge podge of lines and swirls.  I’m not sure how I feel about that. Who knows, I may look at this drawing weeks from now, and say “Wow, that works well!”. Or I may say, “Oooops, better hide that drawing for the rest of my life”.  I don’t know yet.

Anyway, speaking of titles, I was debating what to do.  Then it occurred to me, I had a drawing from a beautiful time in my life,entitled “Cloud Over Greenwich”.

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If I project an intention of good times into this drawing as well?  Then I certainly can call it: “Rainbow Over Danbury”.  So then, I will.

A Stroll in the Old Neighborhood…

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Here I am, being nostalgic again. As we were packing the car with a load of *stuff* to take to the new place, I saw my landlord’s chair, against the stone wall. He’s had it there all the years we lived there, probably many years before, and now….

It got me thinking of how the neighborhood had been good subject matter for my artwork. I didn’t have to go too far for inspiration.

So, for those of you who haven’t seen them, a parting glance of a little street, in a very big city:

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A decisive victory!

When last you saw me, I was babbling on about a decision of what to do next with my artwork. So, I’ve made a decision, and I’ll start babbling about that now.

Like the New York City evening skyline, there’s another subject that’s been haunting me.  Again, it’s right outside my window. (Maybe I should stop looking out the window).  And again, I’ve made multiple tries at capturing it, and much to my frustration (and disappointment) fallen short of the mark.

What I’m talking about is the sycamore tree out in front of this house I live in.  Here are examples of what I’ve done in the past.

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I have yet to do a picture of it in winter against an azure blue sky….so, I’m going to do a small version of that.  If that works out, I’ll do a big version.  I can do that in bits and pieces as the bitty pieces of time allow.  That’s because : It’s not about the finished product, it’s the Process.  More on that later.

Just Another Block in the Wall

My apologies to Pink Flloyd.

Artist block is a real thing that happens every so often.  I’ve been asked before how I get through it.  I’ve shown you a couple of the abstracts  I did to loosen up, and that’s one way I deal with it.

Another is just to draw anything, it doesn’t matter.  Paper bags, coffee cups, salt and pepper shakers.

I used to, as an assignment in an art class, keep a sketch book with me at all times, and in leisure moments, sketch whatever was around in sight.  I ended up with a pictorial diary that brings me back in time, each time I look at it.  I think it brings me back more than a written journal would. 

But back to just drawing.  There are so many odds and ends you can pick up and put together in a still life.  Here’s one I did, and am thinking of redoing more carefully.  It’s a statuette of Kwan Yin, and an amber sphere.

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And here’s another one I did, to break the block in the wall.

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Next Work in Progress, Freedom Tower in Spring, and an artist’s frustrations

Just to let those of you know who might be interested,  the 5×7 sketch of “Freedom Tower”, is now on Ebay:http://www.ebay.com/itm/140966258541?ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT&_trksid=p3984.m1555.l2649

I have continued on with the larger version.  Here’s where it is now.

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I’m having fun with this.  There was a time when art wasn’t fun for me.

I probably did my best work in the 1980’s, but, boy, did I sweat bullets doing it.  You see, after all my success in high school, I felt sure the art world would welcome  me with open arms, only to find thousands of competitors with the same idea.  My first experience sending out slides was a failure.  So, I decided to try harder.

I sharpened my drawing skills, thanks to the book, “Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain”, a book I wholeheartedly recommend.  Then I decided I would do work that was IMPORTANT.  It was very detailed, and if the least thing went wrong, I would discard it.  Many times I would repeat the same work five or more times.

So the time came to send those slides out, this time to juried shows.  Again failure, except for one acceptance.  Each time I sent in an entry, too, it cost money.  The fees started piling up.

I got discouraged, and eventually the work I was doing suffered.  So, in a fit of rage at the art world, I decided to quit art altogether.

Come some years later, I decided to play with acrylics.  I decided to concentrate on the process, instead of the subject.  The result was the Namaste series.  I still don’t know how I feel about the results of that.  Here’s an example.

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Finally, once again I got involved in colored pencils.  Subject matter once again appealed to me.   So here I am.

My Big Break

The art reception is over, and now I’m a famous artist!  Or, not, depends on how delusional I am on any given day.

The reception went well.  Turned out to be just a few friends, and we all had a nice visit.

Just what I was expecting, I don’t know.  I was incredibly anxious on the way to Birch Coffee, and on the verge of hyperventilating.  Frankly, I was going back and forth between visions of having all my work down,lined up against the wall, and being instructed to get it the hell out!  Or the other swing, a crowd of people, just waiting to meet the newly discovered great artist.  So, everything turned out okay, no complaints here.

Thanks to all my friends who came.

The one thing left, is which picture will be left behind.  As part of the agreement, Birch Coffee will take one of my drawings in exchange for displaying my work.  I kept the work out of the shop that I really wanted to keep.

Bets from my friends as to which will go: House at Sunrise

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I should start a pool.

Another thing I’ve decided, is to make “Embracing my Inner Cat”, as not for sale.  I’ve started using it as a trademark, and also, it is a picture of my dear cat, Hannako.  For those of you who have never seen it:

“Construction” had been finished, but I’m waiting for better light to photograph it.