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.
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”.
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.
Typical November day here…gray, rainy, brown leaves….a totally depressing mess. Around the corner lurks the (gasp) winter holidays…which some love, some hate, depending on your life and/or disposition. Or your job….hello to my fellow retail workers!
So, no wonder I had to make peace with November.
Having left my day job in an ambulance, no less (I really like to go in style), I have lessened my schedule. Listen, I love doing my artwork, but I need something to break it up…and hopefully find inspiration for the next drawing.
So, here is: Making Peace with November:
So, see you during the Christmas rush! I’ll be the one wearing a rhinestone wreath and hawking olive oil….once again.
Did I use that title before? I think I either used it, or something similar. Anyway, I guess repeating yourself comes with age. So, if I did, my apologies.
The soap opera has been at my day job….yes, I’m still there, filling in while the manager takes vacation time. Intrigues and plot twists galore….only not all that interesting. Like a bad soap opera.
So, I’ve been away from my artwork due to lack of time. I’m getting back into it, and as promised, I’m working on “Making Peace with Novemeber” Here’s the sketch.
Seems like it needs a color punch up of some sort. Stay tuned for the next episode…or not.
It’s been a while since I’ve posted, but my autumn landscape has been finished for a while. I like it..wasn’t sure if I did. But that’s an artist’s constant conflict, so no matter.
I looked at it, and what came to mind is a bowl of Fruit Loops, my secret passion. So, here it is: October Fruit Loops.
Where have I been all this time? Mostly working the day job, but I’ve made some new friends and new connections.
November is always my worst, most depressing month. For my next drawing, I was going to do something called “Making Peace with November” but didn’t have a clue how that concept would interpret itself in a drawing. Well, November is almost here, I’m not depressed so, to heck with it.
As often happens with an artist I saw something that just stuck…a tranquil and healing image I’d like to explore. So once I get over this hullabalo of short handedness and sales at the store…..I’m going to work on it.
So if I don’t post before then…..Happy Halloween!
Most of autumn I hate. It’s the rain-soaked doorstep to winter. Bare trees, cold weather, and the beginning of the most stressful time of year for many folk…the Holidays, with a capital H. As in Hell.
But there is a little sliver in time between the end of the summer weather, and the really dark days as we approach the shortest day of the year.
October. Beautifully colored trees, fresh ripe apples, and the accompanying cider. Not to mention Halloween. I really envy those kids trick or treating. Not that I want the candy, but I would like to break loose and run all over the neighborhood in some kind of scary costume.
I’ve been putting together a calendar of my work, and noticed I didn’t have many fall pix: Just this from a while ago:
Its resolution isn’t good enough for publication.
So, with next year in mind, I bring you “Last One Standing’, the sketch.
Imagine a love story, of a beautiful young man and woman, full of passion, the usual sex, drugs, and rock n roll…..living together, not living together, other women, other men… And the young man dies in the end.
It would make a great movie, but it was hell to live through. It’s the story of my first love. Now that I’ve been in a relationship currently for several years,it’s time to let go of the past.
Which means, having recently found my old love’s sister, I’ll be sending her this drawing of my love I did from snapshots after he passed. It’s a work I think of as one of my best. So, time to move on and send it on….to a home where it can be openly loved.
It all started with my friend suggesting I do a picture of the door in this photograph:
And so, because of my life experiences at the time…..it became a picture of a vacant living space, signifying the changes we all go through in life. I meant it to be sad, more of a winsome look at breaking with the past.
But this morning when I looked at it, I thought “Mon Dieu!” (pardon my French), that’s downright cheerful. Then I realized, the flip side of sad changes is new possibilities, and a much more healing way of thinking of change.
Just a note, this is the second time a song moved me enough to influence my work. The first was “Fields of Gold”, a Sting song, for which I produced this:
This time, as a long time Paul Simon fan, I was struck by the song “Dazzling Blue”, so out the door into the unknown I chose to make the color a brilliant blue.
So, without anymore chit-chat, I present: “Moving”