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.
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.
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:
For the drawing I’m working on.