Tropical Rainstorm pouch & Golden Bloom adornment
Mondays always feel like such lost work days. The truth is that I spend them doing foundation work, which is the kind of activity that can only be called satisfying if the “satisfying” is preceded by “glumly.” It’s all very important, but there’s little triumph in it. I sent my Body Buddy a long check-in email (probably too long, I’m afraid), went to Yoga Tune-Up to reset my body (owww, we did so much hamstring work today), ate three square meals and a mango for a snack, talked to my best friend on the phone for an hour, listed two items in the shop, did my Weekly Review, and took an evening ramble with Erik (where we encountered four placidly chewing cows. Cows scare me a little just because they’re so damn huge.). It wasn’t a bad day; certainly it was productive and useful. But as I pointed out once, in movies, days like this get put into montage. There’s just no glamour in the work.
On the other hand, it’s good to be alive and working and walking and eating and loving and thinking in the sunshine and breeze of the Bay Area in May. There are people who would give anything for a day like this; at some point in my life, I may be one of them. So rejoice! It’s a beautiful day.
In other news, I’m thinking I’m probably too late to apply properly for this incredible residency, though I might give it a shot anyway. And it occurred to me while looking over the Drawgasmic guidelines that I’m going to have to make my piece really soon, because they need it to arrive by June 1, no exceptions, and so I’ll need to send it well before then just to be safe. I’ve been thinking I’d like to do something sort of organically comic-y, but I don’t have any concrete ideas yet.
Want to help me plan my Drawgasmic piece? I sent them my flickr art set as a portfolio, and I do feel it covers the range of what I do. Which of those drawings do you like best, and why? What would catch your eye if posted on a wall along with 500 other artworks of the same size and shape (yes, they’re up to 500 participating artists… and counting!) — if that’s even possible? What would make you stop, ponder, and gaze? Obviously I won’t be replicating any of those drawings, but it’d be great to hear your thoughts on what appeals!
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“Cows scare me a little just because they’re so damn huge.” For some reason, that admission totally cracked me up, probably because I agree. I love cows and I always feel oddly compelled to touch them, especially on their smooth-looking foreheads, but always lurking in the back of my mind is the thought, “Yep, if this cow wanted to kick a hole in my stomach right now…it totally could.”
Anywho.
So, on to your art question.
2009 Nov 11 – Signe
11/4/09 – Self-portrait Both of these caught my eye, the first because it captured movement and fluidity so well, the second because it’s just really damn good.
10/14/09 – Karen The richness of the charcoal lines really, really grabbed me. I love all of your drawings done in this style.
2009 Aug 8 – Sunset Beach I immediately wanted to be in this picture.
Now that I’m going over my comments, I doubt these are actually going to be of any use…I’ll keep thinking about this though.
Oh, thank you for the art feedback! 😀 I love all those drawings particularly, too. If only I could get over my natural fastidiousness about getting my hands dirty, I’d use that charcoal much more often… but I can’t stand getting it all over everything. 😦 And rubbing the paper with my fingertips… *shudder*
So far I’m thinking of a more cartoony, pen-and-ink look for my Drawgasmic piece, because they seem to be going for a quirkier aesthetic, but I am kind of itching to do more realistic sketching too. At any rate, I don’t have to limit my drawing to the piece, and you’ve reminded me that I can take other media (like charcoal) out on sketching dates. 🙂 After spending today in SF I am really, really eager to get back out there and draw the city. It’ll be fun, and I really need the perspective practice.
Yes, I want to touch the cows too!!! And I’m so afraid to because they could kill me without a thought! ;b