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My Lucky Break

My lucky break that I missed and didn’t take. It could have been just my imagination, nothing of consequence to anybody but me. It may have been nothing of consequence, but I’m going to tell you about it anyway.

One of my day jobs was working as a sales associate in the Metropolitan Museum of Art Gift Shop. I didn’t like the job all that much, but it does look great on my resume.

One day, coming back from lunch, I noticed a new artwork on display in the foyer of the Museum. It was of a cloud, a brain shaped cloud, on a field of cerulean blue. As a matter of fact, it looked a lot like this drawing of mine, from way back.

And my mind started going. After all, I thought, as the saying goes, all publicity is good publicity.

I could see the headlines, now. “Met Employee Finds Plagiarized Copy of Her Work on Display in the Museum.” Okay, maybe not. My work “Cloud Over Greenwich” had been frequently been shown, both in brick and mortar shows, and on the internet. It might have been possible…..but it would be unlikely.

So, I moved on, not being able to afford a lawyer. Now I regret not having at least gotten a consultation…and maybe some publicity hound of an attorney might take it on spec. Oh, well.

As for displaying art in the Met, I did take part in a staff exhibition. I entered one of my pieces from the Namaste collection. Very bold. It’s called “Guardian Angel”. I still have it.

Not the only time I did a picture of guardian angels, while I lived in NYC.

In other news, I’m doing a drawing for another beauty in ugliness theme.

I do like it, but it’s small, 4 x 6 inches. I’m just not sure if it’s interesting enough to make a large drawing.

But that’s a thought for another day,

And for no particular reason, here’s a cat.

HOW Did that happen???

I started to explain how to blog to a friend of mine. I showed her this. When I did, I noticed that I haven’t posted since September 24, 2020. How the hell did that happen? What the hell was I doing all that time.

A friend of mine said on his answering machine message, that he was out to spread joy and chaos among the population. Yes. that’s what I’ve been doing.

I did a finish on “Grey Rainbow”. I had a lovely fable to go with it, here.

It was a bleak fable to go with a bleak picture. It was a bleak season, and 2020 has been a bleak year. Enough bleakness!

I changed my day job. It’s made a big difference.

20×16, colored pencil on rag paper

So, now it’s the holiday season! Bring it on! I’m sending out greeting cards, and wrapping gifts. I’m ready

Black Madonna…the finish

If you’ve already done the hard work on a drawing, the rest goes fast. Plus, I was truly inspired doing this, so I spent more of my time on it.

As I worked in it, I decided to use metallic pencil. That’s something I normally don’t do, because I always envisioned selling my work as prints. But as I did it in this, I decided to make the picture more like a medieval icon. I made her robe the blue of lapis lazuli, for instance.

I’m very pleased with this. Soon, I will be entering a juried competition, and although it costs money (something I rarely do, unless it’s free), I will be entering “Black Madonna”. I feel I have a good chance at this show, I’m familiar with the people jurying it, and they have seemed to like my work in the past.blkmdnnafinish

Royalty….at last

First a note about Scraggly Weed. As I was looking out my window, I noticed another artist was attracted to the plant on which my drawing is based. This time, a photographer, with a zoom lens, taking a close up of one of the fronds. Don’t know if he managed to capture a butterfly. Anyway, I think returning to Scraggly Weed in the winter, when summer memories are cherished, will be a good idea.

So, here’s the progress on Black Madonna. Decided to give her royal robes, but I’m thinking of ways to make them into a more interesting design.

I also aged her a bit for two reasons…..one, the woman in my dreams was older than this woman. The other, I’m trying to make the portrait look even less like the woman it doesn’t look like. blkmdnna1

Good night, Scraggly Weed

I’ve put aside Scraggly Weed for a while to be revisited. I got carried away, and the reference to Audrey II is accurate. It ended up looking like a demonic, carnivorous Christmas tree, and nothing scraggly about it. Maybe in the depths of winter I will revisit it, when I can be more objective about it.

Another thought about a slight incident that happened at Soundview Park. An adult man, maybe about 30, came looking for the free arts and crafts to do. What was there was aimed at children…the man was disappointed.

It occurred to me, that for many populations we provide the means of creative expression…children, mental health patients, senior citizens. However, if you’re not a person who is part of the needy, you’re flat out of luck when it comes to something so fufilling as creating art. Art supplies and lessons are expensive.

I was very lucky having come from a home where art was part of day to day life. I had the materials provided to me. And since I have no children, I had no other responsibilities for my money other than my own upkeep.

So, back to the man. Don’t really know much about him, but I thought about pulling him away quietly, and giving him a drawing lesson. I was too timid to do it.

It occurs to me that being able to do art enriches everyone’s life, so if I can figure out a way to do free art lessons to people who otherwise wouldn’t be able to get them? It’s in the back of my mind, for a project in the future.

As for my own art, now that Scraggly Weed is in suspended animation, that I go back to an old idea of mine. The background:

I used to have dreams about a sort of guardian angel who is a middle-aged, black woman. I started work on a portrait of her back just before I gave up art ENTIRELY! FOREVER! FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!….

So, I’m revisiting the idea. Rather than search for a new model, I’m going to update a portrait sample I started….that looked nothing like the subject I was drawing. It is, though, a convincing portrait of a black woman. And so, I will continue on “Black Madonna”.rosie