Showing posts with label pastels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pastels. Show all posts

Friday, November 6, 2009

my corner of some world (a construction in more scales and little nuggets)

I extended the drawing from the last post into another panel, making a bigger drawing or perhaps a diptych. Here is what it looks like currently:




It feels like I'm drawing a joyous universe for my head. Here's the progression of the piece:

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Beyond the Map

when i closed my eyes a few nights ago I saw this pattern on the insides of my eyelids...blue interlocking blobs with four tentacles each, and one green one. i had to make note of it, in case it turned into anything. it turned into this tree. i finished this piece before i even went back to sleep that night. it should be called something like "taking off" or "the exciting unknown" or "up and out" but without the cliche-ness. It both got me out of my dry spell from artwork and made me think of how little I've planned past the next two years, which is more appealing than scary at the moment. I think the swingless swinger agrees.

SOLD October 2009

Sunday, July 12, 2009

quandaries and acceptance

I think this one is about being proud of what I have done and can do. It just happened today when I was going through photos from my first black and white photography class, and the pens and pastels came out, and voila. But I didn't really have an explanation for it after I finished trimming the edges, I'm not even sure it's finished--it just felt good to find photos that I took that made me want to make something new.

Although parts of this look collaged, none are. It is a flat drawing in pen and soft pastel.

AS OF 9/20: THIS WORK TO BE SOLD AT THE 10X10 SHOW BRUNSWICK, MAINE. FOR MORE INFORMATION CONTACT ME.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Bright!Loud!



I was playing with the idea that pop culture can infiltrate even the most spontaneous gestures. With some books reflecting our celebrity culture (Life compendiums, fashion guides, products of fan followings, etc.) sitting in front of me, I dragged out my brightest pastels and worked on top of a torn up oil painting on paper. when I became overwhelmed, I started digging at the surface of the paper, uncovering the white, with metal clay-working tools.