Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Journaling
"The photographed image preserves the visual event, but drawing entails the experience of looking: we stop and become part of the subject and it's time." Chip Sullivan, The Essence of Drawing.
I have gotten into journaling and am doing some, however small, every day. I am enjoying putting my thoughts and observations down. At the same time I practice my drawing and experiment with different techniques and materials.
Outback hills. Pen and ink, watercolour
I have gotten into journaling and am doing some, however small, every day. I am enjoying putting my thoughts and observations down. At the same time I practice my drawing and experiment with different techniques and materials.
Outback hills. Pen and ink, watercolour
Labels:
ink sketch,
journal,
outback
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Sketches
I am going to, in the immediate future anyway, put up my quick gestural sketches as I do them. This blog will function as a journal of impressions. I hope it isn't too boring. It is mainly for myself to put down a record of a process.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
Sketching the bush
I have been sketching up the back of my block amongst the trees and scrub. As I was drawing the kangaroos quietly ate the grass almost in reach. A few drops of rain fell but it stayed clear and hot into the evening. The weather is going to heat up even more tomorrow with 38 and 41 degrees forecast for the next two days. Any sketching will have to be done early in the morning or later in the evening.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Sketching
I am concentrating on sketching freely so as to loosen up and free myself from any consciousness of working towards a successful end product.De Kooning's paintings often came from combining and overlapping parts of drawings. The forms have both a randomness and yet a purpose. Perhaps it is that many artists want to push the boundaries and do this by pushing apparently randomly outside the square. At the same time human nature is such that we have an instinctive need and desire for an order to give meaning to our life.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Journal sketches.
I have finally started to loosely do my artwork. Spontaneity is back as preciousness recedes. It is when we let go of the "aim" of getting it right, of getting it to "work" that lively work can happen. At least it is the case in my painting. For now I am using pen and ink, pencil, watercolour or whatever comes to hand. I am using my favourite small moleskin journals. I am however trying not to be conscious of using a lot of pages. I am trying to keep uppermost in my mind that it is all about the process and not about the resultant "product".
Here in Tamworth it is Country Music Festival time. So far I have seen bands and singers in all styles. Favourites have been a jug band, a blues group and a rock/folk group. It hasn't been too hot. A trip to Tasmania that we had been taking next week will be delayed due to the Brisbane Floods. My son is involved in working with the clean-up after working to sandbag ahead of the flood peak in Brisbane. It will be a matter of months just cleaning up. This is just a copy of one of my journal pages I did around my home out here. I am surrounded by trees from native eucalypts to large cypresses. The winds break the branches off the cypress and cause them to bend downwards. It is a hot day today but will be a beautiful evening sitting out on my front verandah with a gentle breeze having a glass of chilled white wine and watching the kangaroos come down next to the house to graze.
Here in Tamworth it is Country Music Festival time. So far I have seen bands and singers in all styles. Favourites have been a jug band, a blues group and a rock/folk group. It hasn't been too hot. A trip to Tasmania that we had been taking next week will be delayed due to the Brisbane Floods. My son is involved in working with the clean-up after working to sandbag ahead of the flood peak in Brisbane. It will be a matter of months just cleaning up. This is just a copy of one of my journal pages I did around my home out here. I am surrounded by trees from native eucalypts to large cypresses. The winds break the branches off the cypress and cause them to bend downwards. It is a hot day today but will be a beautiful evening sitting out on my front verandah with a gentle breeze having a glass of chilled white wine and watching the kangaroos come down next to the house to graze.
Labels:
drawing of tree,
ink sketch
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