Tuesday, May 9, 2017

twosies

Long Days Night

Started my morning hosting the 'art gallery' at Merritt. Two hours go by pretty quick when surrounded by good art, a pretty day and one special viewer, and two other people.


Very few pieces of work have an asking price, including mine. I thought at first, I'm not alone in this respect. Then I thought, why are these pieces NFS? 

I'm going to investigate how many pieces are in this exhibit, how many are NFS, what's the average asking price on a bell curve.

who has time for a blank canvas?
When I get to class I see this NYT's article that keeps me wondering, thinking. 


Hard work thinking. So I lay down in my Tundra.

Drawing

I had forgotten that today was the last day of drawing, AND we had two models. Ack! It's all good, but for me at least, this combo requires twice as much thinking and planning. On a good day that is a really interesting challenge. Today there was a slight smell of burning as moved OUT of my head, into my compassionate mind body hand. This process requires real looking, and SEEING, prep for composition, materials choices, paper size. 

meh
Two overworked. Two twenties.
left paw, graphite stick, watercolor, conte

Better. One 20.
left paw, w.c. wash, graphite stick, neocrayon

Even better, 10 minutes.
left paw, w.c. wash, graphite stick, neocrayon

charcoal/w.c._size: 1/4 sheet

neocolor/w.c._size: 1/4 sheet


Leaving campus, sunset over Mt Tam
reflecting on my Tundra.













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