Sunday, 19 April 2015
All to say, that from the lower Boreal Garden, the spider and the Basilica are juxtaposed quite dramatically, which is what attracted me....well, that and the fact that it was a warm sunny spot on a breezy spring day.
As I came home, I was thinking about art and how I need some real things to represent and how I'm reluctant to adjust even something like a power pole to improve composition. And I realised, I just created a work of great symbolism and social comment!
Hopefully some critic will tell me just what that is and write at length about my clever statement about the church and egg bearing arachnids. Whatever it is, I truly hope it isn't sarcastic or somehow disrespectful...at least of the church.....now spiders?
Tuesday, 14 April 2015
My pal David, who grew up here, but has now lived in London most of his adult life, took me to on his favourite boat tour on the River Thames to Greenwich. I had only a few minutes before departure. Hence, straight to ink, which explains the wonky perspective, then a quick splash of paint with my little water brush. But looking at it, brings back clear memories of the day and the fascinating trip through London along that historic River. Thanks David.
I was disappointed at not getting the vibrancy of the gilt gold ornament in the sunshine and David, who is an artist, made the suggestion of using masking fluid for those yellow highlights. I have yet to pick some up but will, when the spring flowers arrive here in the Great White North.
As a graduate of the James Belisle school of masking, I taped off the squares in order to have the crisp edges. The really fun part of doing that, is peeling off the tape and seeing the crisp white edges....or at least what stands for fun in my life!
Sunday, 5 April 2015
Wild daffodils were out , but I didn't manage to catch the vibrancy of the bright yellows. Time for me to investigate masking fluid and gum Arabic, I think.
Friday, 3 April 2015
I was lucky to get a seat with a table to myself, which let me spread out a bit and sketch.
I did the top one first and it's an archetype, not an actual scene, as I couldn't work quickly enough while passing through the landscape. That lead to the lower one which is a sort of graphic composition rather than a landscape. (The white bits are sheep.)
These put me in mind of a quilt or fabric sculpture. With the right colours, wouldn't that be fun?
Thursday, 2 April 2015
All part of my observation that most guys would like the car of their youth that they couldn't afford at the time. My list includes a BMW 2002, an air cooled Westfalia camper van, a Citroen deux-chaveux and ( a new ) Mini. All but the Mini, are hobby cars, as in more time under them, than driving them. Were I stinking rich, I'd own them all, but with new engines. Like a Westfalia, with a water-cooled Subaru transverse retrofit 4 cylinder, that actually power many of what appear to vintage Westie's along Americas left coast. it's not really about the vehicle, it's about the prospect of an adventure.
I saw this "Landy" in Devon and wondered about the snorkel ...did the owner really ford rivers...or, had it seen service in Africa and was purchased at auction upon return? But then the sticker in the window explained it all - "powered by fairies".
pen with prismacolour pencil crayon
It's an amazing cultural landscape where even the wild moors support sheep and ponies. This sketch was just beyond an ancient stone slab "clapper" bridge where we had a quick dip in a small pool. Kes Tor - a rock protrusion on a hilltop, was visible through the gap in the pine windbreak.