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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.

“Inspiration Exists….

But it has to find you working”…Pablo Picasso.

Who am I to argue with Picasso?  He had a prolific output, he knew what he was talking about.

However, I have to admit it now, I’m more stuck than I realized.

I have had a tumultuous year, I’ve been about as stable as a wind sock in a hurricane.  I’ve slipped into doing drawings from my imagination, and cheating by filling in with decorative patterns.  For me, that’s not good.

In giving myself some serious thought, I have to get back to drawing of real objects, either from life or photograph.  As I did in the past, with some of my best work…such as this from longer ago than I want to admit.

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Maybe I should take a sketch pad to a local park and do a REAL drawing of one of the beautiful, stark, winter landscapes around here.

Or maybe I should just draw this guy from last summer, who walked by my window, on a visit back to Queens.

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I don’t know what the er, fudge, I’m doing

Fudge is a nice euphemism, isn’t it?  Instead of harsh profanity, you get a remembrance of chocolate delight, maybe days in the kitchen as a child, helping with the stirring of candy, sun shining through the curtains….I went off on a tangent I guess.

Picasso (at least I think it was Picasso), said “Inspiration can strike, but it has to find you working” although that maybe a paraphrase.  So, I’m working on my art, hoping for a great lightening stroke from my muse.  Or whatever.

Thing is, working full time, I don’t get the chance to sit in my usual dreamy reveries from whence (yes, I said whence).  I also don’t know how I ended up typing in italics or how to stop.  Anyone here a Windows 8 expert?
 
So, just to be doing something, I’m working on an idea I’ve had since high school…yes, I had to go that far back to find something that excited me.  So far, it’s in the sketch stage, and I’m calling it “Floral Overload”.  So, here’s the start:
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