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Talk About the Cat from New York City

As I look at this drawing I’ve done of our rescue, Pumpkin, I realize it’s also part a goodbye piece (and peace) to New York City.   I won’t say goodbye for good, because one thing I’ve learned in life, is you never know what the future will bring. Back in the 1980’s, as a struggling artist, for instance, I could never have imagined such technology that could send my artwork around the world.

Back to my “Goodbye for Now” drawing of New York.  In doing the skyline in the background, I mixed clashing colors to build up a bluish gray.  As I was doing it, I realized, in a nutshell…that is how I think of New York.  A harmonious, luminous presence in the distance; up close, discord and noise.  Yes, in certain circumstances, the grace of dream of New York, can lend harmony to the noise.

I checked the weather forecast on my phone.  It said “Danbury”.  Yes, folks, it’s going to be Danbury all day today.

And here’s Pumpkin, sitting on a wall:

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I Didn’t Really Feel Like Doing Any Art, Yesterday.

One thing I find about doing art, is that you have to keep it up.  In some respects, it’s like exercise or meditation, if you slack off a day, you’re likely to slack off the next day…and then, before you know it, you’ve fallen back into the life of a slug sitting endlessly at your computer,  checking LOLcats.

Only,sometimes, you’re sick or you’ve been up all night, worrying about being overdrawn in your bank account, or whatever.  You know if you really force yourself to do any art under those circumstances, you’re going to come up with a work of art suitable to get a fire started in the fireplace.  For that matter, sometimes, with exercise and yoga, that can happen, too.

I”ve forgiven myself for the exercise and meditation.  I’ve taken the pressure off myself, and figure what I actually manage to do, is better than nothing.

With art, however, I take a different approach.  If I am in the state that any drawing I would do would turn to *@$?, I do something art related, like cataloging my work, or putting my work in mats.  In the case of yesterday, I doodled a few roses on my picture of Pumpkin.

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Why roses?  How very un New York like.  I’m trying to keep the drawing true to the area we got Pumpkin.  It looks like this picture.  Please have patience with the man with his shirt hanging out…he’s my boyfriend and had no idea he was being photographed for the internet.

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There really are rosebushes there!  But more typical are garbage cans.  I have yet to figure out how to make a garbage can picturesque.

So, I did my part for yesterday…and on to today!

I’ve Got a Song Going Through My Head…

It’s this one:

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I’m not really showing my age…this was a Golden Oldie on the radio already, when I was in my tender tween years.

But the reason it’s going through my head, is my own damn fault.  Like so many cat owners, I get all cutesy with them to the point of being sickening.  Yes, I confess, I do.

Pumpkin was rescued from the streets of New York, so I substituted “Talk about the Cat from New York City”,in the lyrics…now I’m doomed to hear it, over and over again.

Anyway, I am working on the sketch of “The Cat from New York City”.  It’s going to have more detail, and rosebushes in the final.

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Wishing You Joy…and a Couple of Blasts from the Past.

I know I must sound like a broken record, referring to healing art.  Simply put, when a person is down and miserable, I want to supply an antidote.  My work is unabashedly feel-good, joyous and happy.  Making it brings me out of a chronic depression….I hope viewing it makes you happier, too.

So, be it.  If you feel that art must be about suffering..sometimes, finding what gives you serenity and joy is how to express suffering.

So, I promised some flashbacks…these are works from a while ago, but since I have some newcomers to my work, I welcome you to earlier parts of my artistic journey.  For those of you already familiar with them….I hope you are not bored, and can get enjoyment from them again.  Here goes:

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And of course some cake!  Nobody should be without cake.

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Speaking of Christmas Cards…

The below Christmas card is not mine.  I wish I could claim it, but no, it’s the creation of one of my favorite illustrators, Evynd Earle.

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This is from a card that is actually for sale at the Metropolitan Museum of Art Gift Shop, where, once upon a time, I actually worked.

So, since my steam has run out on doing little individual Christmas cards, and I’m devolving into half-asseddness with them, I’ve decided to go back to the idea of a good, winter themed drawing.

I’m thinking of this, from my much younger days:

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And to review, this which I just posted a couple of days ago;

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And the picture of this door, I snapped earlier in the day:

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And from this mish mosh, I’m getting an idea…things the make you go hmmmm…….

Happy Thursday, to all!

 

Remembering New York City at Christmas

I’ve been dreaming about New York City recently…yes, I do miss, and I don’t. I think of the times when it has been idyllic, the glorious views, the excitement, but then…I gotta remind myself of why I left.

Anyway, in the spirit of remembering what’s good about New York, if you can ignore the stampedes of harried Christmas shoppers, the crowded, cold, drafty subways, the dirty slush….enough already!  It was beautiful in many ways.  The trees, the holiday store windows, the lights and all, and one of my favorite memories, was the Angel Tree at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Despite customers who demanded customer service that was beyond human capabilities, I did get some perks.  At Christmas time, in the medieval section they put up the tree decorated with angels. Looking at it, I got the old feeling that I hadn’t experienced since I was about 9 years old…that of the magic of a Christmas tree.

So, my impression, on my latest card…done from memory, not true to life.  If I had taken a reference photo and drawn it, well, that would be art based on other art, based on other art.  I felt funny about that.

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As for Christmas in NYC, I have some haunting memories.  I will leave you with this:

 

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Ahem,….While We’re Waiting

Well, still my pencils and papers are in limbo, between dwelling places.  As an old friend of mine would put it, I’m “jonesing” on lack of creative time.  My eyeballs are bulging, and the veins in my forehead are throbbing.  So it feels, at least.  Recently, I’ve been reading that simple coloring relaxes adults in a way similar to meditation.  I miss my coloring!

I also have a long, thoughtful, and hopefully not boring commentary on rainbows to present..but it doesn’t make much sense to present that without the drawing to go with it.  Hmmm, well, back to the other subject.  My flight from New York.

Digging through old artwork during my move, I came across an old drawing of mine, devoted to the dream of somehow, someday,  going to live and succeed in New York.  At the time, I thought it was impossible to achieve.  However, it did happen.  How many people actually have a dream come true?  I’m one.

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