It's been a big month: now that I've been accepted into ACAD, we're prepping to sell our house and move to Calgary. That means there's not a lot of time for art making. With that said, I'm still making a point of visiting my favourite coffee shop once a week. Once the house is finally on the market, maybe I'll find time to complete the few projects I've left hanging.
Lyra has been drawing her fantasy houses lately and it got me doodling. Doodling turned to some serious thought, and then I pulled out my rusty skills in perspective. I did this kind of thing as a kid, too, and my dad still brings it up from time to time. Please note: I've continued the tradition of balconies, slides and pools.
And here she is.
At last, I'm coming to the end of my portfolio building, and I'm looking to do a portrait of my daughter. Since I haven't made anything in the 'messy' mediums (since a 2B pencil hardly counts), I thought this might be the time to bring out the chalk pastels. I used to work with them often, but I've been a much more tidy artist in the last decade.
In fact, it's funny to reflect on my former preference for getting my hands dirty, and the evolution to my currently anal retentive self. I must become more practical as I age. Now I think about storage, framing, cat footprints, not to mention messing up my desk and risking smudges on other/future projects. Pastels and charcoal simply don't fall into those concerns nicely, so I avoid them.
This study was fun, nonetheless, and quite quick. I'm thinking of making a larger finished piece, but may make a change to washes instead. If I do, it would likely be out of cowardice, so I'm trying to talk myself into sticking with the pastels.
I whipped up these little postcard sized drawings for a Yankee Swap I'll be attending tonight. Happy Festivus!
My dead cityscape is complete (at last).
Watercolour, micron pen and copic markers on paper, 6" x 40"
My experience painting live at the RUH Foundation's Masquerade Ball was very interesting - I was surprised to find that I mostly tuned out the guests behind me and went about my business. It was much like painting at home (but with nicer clothes).
This landscape still has some drying to do, but I hope the winner will be pleased.
I'd thought I was done with these landscape oils for now, but when I was asked to do a live painting at the RUH Royal Ball, how could I say 'no?' I took a look through photos I'd discarded the last go around, and chose this one for two reasons: the sky was lovely, and there are cows. Cows! The underpainting will be dry and ready to go for next Saturday. More photos to come, I'm sure.
It took some figuring out, but I finally have my crowd of coffee lovers on paper. Now for ink.