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Here’s That Damned Crow Again

Off topic for a moment, and if anyone one of you is a great interpreter of dreams, input is most welcome.

I have a recurring dream.  I walk in a strange gallery somewhere, and find that my artwork is hanging there.  Surprise to me!  However, it’s in a style of mine that is old, and I don’t really work like that now.  As a matter of fact, in the dream are a lot of drawings that I don’t remember doing.

I have but one example of that old style.  Forgive the quality of the picture, it was taken with an old, not so smart, film camera….way back in the day.  I wish I had more of these drawing…but various moves and such, all but two are gone.

Back to the subject of galleries, which is much on my mind these days.  As I entered some drawings into the Bott Shoppe show, the owner of the gallery told me what sells the most are small accent pictures, and big statement pictures.  Not as much call for my modest, medium sized drawings.

So, I was researching into making a statement picture out of “Floral Overload”.  Can’t you just see this at five foot by five?

So, the main problem is finding a surface to work on. I found something that would work, but at $140.00 plus tax and shipping.  Someday maybe, but not real soon.

So, that leaves me with accent pictures.  Thinking about my old style hangs so proudly in dream galleries, I decided to experiment.

So, here’s that damned crow, again.

Hurray! I Got Rejected!

I finally bit the bullet, and sent out an application to a gallery.  I got a polite note back, saying my work was not a fit for the gallery.  Also, the note said, that my information would be kept on file, in case there was a change. (Yeah, right?)

So, why “Hurray!”?  I’m celebrating that I got past my fear of rejection, and actually tried.  You know what?  It wasn’t that bad.  I felt a pang of disappointment, but that was gone, within 10 minutes.

However, back to the subject…..birds. Or more precisely, crows.  I’ve fallen in love with crows now that I’ve moved back to Connecticut.  In New York City, they were noisy scavengers, who tore apart garbage bags.  In other words, a general nuisance.

But here, they’re beautiful.  They’re the only birds I could see that braved the snowfall.  Their flight is graceful, and their presence is formidable.

So, Windback Wednesday….here’s a visit to a drawing I made about a year ago, when I was coming to terms with winter in Connecticut.

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.

So, That’s Where It’s Going…Dot, dot, dot

A few years ago, while I still lived in New York City, I did a drawing of a man walking his dog in a snowstorm.  It’s called “January 2nd” because that’s when life gets back to normal, and the holiday stress is gone.

I just exhibited this in a local show, here in Danbury.  One viewer said the background reminded him of the eye doctor test for colorblindness!  He kept looking in the dots for a hidden number.

It’s hard to tell from this photo, but there are a lot of darn dots in the background.  Funny, I don’t remember doing it.  I must have had some really good music playing to take my mind off of the tedium.  Otherwise, something this boring to do would have stuck in my mind, as it did when I was drawing flower after flower in Floral Overload.

So, I’m back at it….doing dots.  So, this will take a while.  I promise to have a new picture as soon as my sanity permits.

Speaking of Bob Ross…

As I was working on “Sunday’s Stream of Consciousness”, Dearly Beloved looked at it, and said “You’re no Bob Ross”.  I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, good or bad.  Turns out he meant my trees are not happy, although they do have friends….

So, here it is, a drawing done nearly spontaneously with not a lot of prior planning.  A stream of creatively, maybe, not consciousness, but a stream none the less.

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So, now I’ve used my more precious than gold paper. Until I have money to restock it, I’ll be doing some note cards.  See you soon!

Oh NO! It’s Only 2 O’Clock!

Boy, Sundays can sure drag.  As I wait for Monday, so I can resume my job search, the minutes pass by slowly.

I have but one piece of good paper left to do a drawing on.  So, it had better be good. So, here’s the story:

Last winter, I went for a walk with some friends in a bit of a wilderness area.  Took a picture of what I thought would make a good drawing. Looking at it again, I decided it would make a good piece of artwork..that is, if you’re Bob Ross.  Not to undermine anyone’s admiration of the man, he was a good soul, however, I’m not a big fan of his work.

Back to the story.  I decided to do a small sketch of the scene, to see if I could be excited about it enough to use my precious last sheet of paper.  Even after doing that, I was undecided as to whether I could come up with anything original from it.

So, I showed it to my friend Peggy.  She came up with the title for it, “Sunday’s Stream of Consciousness” Wow.  With a title like that, how could I decide to discard the idea?  Now, if only I could come up with a visual angle to live up to that elegant name.

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