A little drawing I made back in April for Garrett's Birthday card. Garrett makes delicious homemade sauerkraut and sells it out of my yard at the farmer's market every week.
Showing posts with label gouache. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gouache. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Monday, April 1, 2013
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Sunday, March 10, 2013
A Fork in the Road
I'm going to do a slow bleed post of the drawings I've been working on the last little while for The HAG show that we put on last night. Here's the first. The format of this blog doesn't do it justice but I included some close ups. It's 30 inches long.
Labels:
birds,
dead birds,
drawing,
fancy paper,
gouache,
ink,
self portrait
Friday, January 25, 2013
I'm starting a new series of drawings. These are the first of them. I'm hoping to hone in on my illustration skills, exploring my style and such. I'm not sure how into these I am ... there's something about them that is not making me feel stoked.
Labels:
a fork in the road,
dead birds,
drawing,
fancy paper,
forks,
gouache,
illustration,
ink,
pen,
self portrait
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Maria
Maria
was my friend in Grade 1 and 2 when my life was one big fairy tale at The Waldorf School.
She moved out West at the end of Grade 2. After a post card on the road, I
never heard from her again until the wonders of modern technology reunited us
recently. Maria had an amazing capability of weaving fantastical stories that
seemed completely truthful to a small child learning math and English through
tales of goblins and fairies. I kind of still like to believe that it was all true, maybe it was.
She had a friend named Squirrel - who was a squirrel. Every day at lunch, she would
elaborately tell me about him and how one day we would meet. Everyday I awaited
my encounter with Squirrel, going as far as wearing my eurhythmy* slippers
under my snow boots in case they fell off while I jumped down into Squirrel’s
hollow tree. I never did get to meet Squirrel, but this is how I envisioned jumping down that hollow tree.
*A
weird interpretative dance in which all Waldorf students must participate.
Maria told me that every spring the birds fly above her and shed their feathers forming her wings so that she could fly with them. She must have told me this in the playground sandbox. This is how I imagined it.
I finally got these paintings back from The China Cloud. They are my first attempt at using gouache paint. Every one whose paintings I like on the internet use gouache so I thought I'd try it out. The sun was setting as I finally took these pictures so they're not the best.
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