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Full moon in the afternoon

And that rhymes!

Here’s my latest.

Sometimes, coming up with a title is the hardest part of a drawing. I suppose I could go the way of “Untitled 1”, “Untitled 2″and so on. But what fun is that?

Most of my titles are pretty dull and boring, when I think about it.

Here are some pictures that need better titles:

This is “Pumpkin in the Sun “.



Yes,it’s a cat. Another cat. Everyone knows how much I love cats. As a matter of fact, one of my closest friends just gave me socks with cats on them as a Christmas gift. Cat socks! Love’em!

Ok,next:

“Stairway “


Dull name. Maybe if I change it,by giving it a destination!

Stairway to Heaven…naw,been used

Stairway to Nowhere. Obviously, though, the stairs go somewhere. Stairway to Somewhere? That’s just plain stupid.

How about “The Way Up”? Now that is a possibility.

Next:

“Forsythia “

Don’t have a clue for a better name. Not a clue.

And then there’s this:

“Green”

Well,that is obvious. Something like “Hobbit Home “? Not sure everyone knows what a hobbit is. I like the home part. Something to start working with.

In other news! I’ve entered an application for a juried show. Don’t know if I’ll be accepted yet, but I am thinking.

They have to be from the last two years. Ive divided my work from that time into Yes,No,and Maybe.

I can have eight, because that’s how many frames I have. Also…

Not so coincidentally, the pictures above fall into the Maybe category. What next?

No.

I guess this is what I’m doing these days

Sometimes, I surprise myself.  Sometimes, I’m surprised that I surprise myself.  I thought the line of drawing styles went neatly from A to B to C, and so forth.  I’m wrong.

I did a drawing of a sky.  I thought it would turn out like this:

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Much to my surprise, it didn’t.  Am I using the word “surprises” too many times?

That’s how I thought I did skies.  I realize now that I’ve strayed from my idea of a sky many times.

Such as:

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I also did this:

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And this:

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So, I did a loopty loop, started out at A, went to D, and then, somehow ended up at C.

This drawing of a sky looks quite a bit like the one I just showed you.

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Which reminds me of this, which I did a little while ago, and declared a failure.  Looking at it again, I like it better than I did.

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So, I’ve been doing loose scratchy lines and curliecues.

 

I guess that’s what I’m doing these days.

Having my Cake

So, here are the most recent little drawings:

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You know what I’m thinking……….Just how many small pictures do I need to do a  show?  I already have plenty.  Doing them is definitely disappointing too.   I can’t sink my teeth in them as I can with the large drawing.

It’s like going into Costco, being handed a bite-sized piece of cake…and that’s it.  You want the whole damn thing, and the only way to get it, is to buy it.  It’s just that I want my cake and to eat it, too.

Thinking further, I’ve only done little mixed venues.  In an art show, that’s limited to fine art/fine craft, maybe the larger pieces would sell, because the type of customer attending would be different.

So, I’m going back to the large cake, and eating it, too.

Sometimes, the Sky is Purple

A lesson in creativity.

When I was about 7, we were doing artwork at school. It was a assignment, don’t remember what.  Exclusive of one little boy, the kids at my group of desks, were drawing the sky blue.  That one little boy, was energetically coloring the sky purple.

 

One of the gaggle of kids, (I use gaggle descriptively, we were not geesee.) jumped on the purple sky boy and said:

“What are you making the sky purple for? Everybody knows the sky is blue!”

Then the rest of the gaggle, including myself, joined in the fray, insisting the sky is blue.

A teacher’s aide, noticing a ruckus, came over to see what was going on.  We all almost shouted, “Johnny (or whatever the boy’s name was) is making the sky purple.   The sky is supposta be blue!

The aide however, said, in a calm, knowledgeable voice, “Sometimes the sky is purple. For instance a rainy, cloudy day it’s purple.  The sky is lots of colors.”

We all quieted down.  However, I knew a scam, when I heard one.  Of course the sky is blue!

In all honesty, it’s not the royal blue in the small set of Crayolas either.

When did I decide the sky could be different colors?  I think it was when I made the sky a shocking shade of green.

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I’ve done my share  of purple skies.

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Often, the sky is multi-colored:

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But truth be known, most of the time, I believe the sky is blue..

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So there..

In other news, here’s the latest note card. Pumpkin posed for it.

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Good Morning!

Okay, it’s actually 2:15 EST.  It’s snowy out, and I’m having a hard time getting going on a day like today.  However, I was talking about morning, and so I continue.

Another ditty…it’s always darkest just before the dawn.  Literally, when I’m awake all night, I can see a grayness in the sky before dawn.  Figuratively, I guess that’s true.

But darkness and dawn are an excellent subject.  So, here’s “The Dark before Dawn”

It’s a little Christmas card like, didn’t mean it to be like that.   That’s supposed to be Venus, which shines brightly in the morning here. I had fun drawing this, it was different for me.

And Then It Dawned On Me

On nights when I’ve had trouble sleeping, I’ve stared out the window as morning approaches.  The sky looks peaceful and promising, not vibrant and bright as it does at sunset.  So, what makes a sunrise picture look different than a blazing sunset?

“Red sky at night,  sailors’ delight”

Red sky at morning, sailors take warning”

I’ve forgotten the scientific reason behind that little ditty, but it does answer my question.  I know now how to make a sunrise not look like a sunset.

Here’s a picture from a long time ago, which my good friend refers to as the “Psycho” house.  I can see what she means, but the windows were supposed to be reflecting the rising sun. Norman Bates doesn’t live there.

So, pastel greens instead of bright oranges and pinks make a sunrise.    Here’s a dawn from not too long ago:

Words Fail Me

I’ve been working on a drawing.  First version, I tried to do completely from imagination, and that turned out to be doomed to the trash can.  I should know better by now, that I need good reference pictures to do something believable.

Then, good references in hand, I redid the drawing.  This time, I was satisfied with it, but when it came to writing this blog, I couldn’t think of anything to say.  Yes, that can actually happen!  I was at a loss for words.

Flashback to my short-lived, day job of last month.  Everyone was thrilled about the Super Moon in December.  As I stood in below freezing weather, waiting a half hour to the bus, I would gaze to the east.  There was the Super Moon, on the horizon.  The sky was pink like the inside of a seashell.  So, impressed that I was, I decided to draw it.

And that’s that.  No metaphor comes to mind for it.  I can’t think of anything to say, except “This scene was pretty so I drew it”.  Those are the only words for it.

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