Originally posted for 3/19/25, now with colors. This may not be quite done, but it’s more done than it was. You can go back to the original post, print it out, and add your own colors if you wish.
ALT: The line drawing of a tree by a stream from 3/19/25, now with watercolors added. So, sunset yellows and reds in the sky, pink flower blossoms, blue stream with yellow splashes, purple hills, and the tree is shadowy purples and reddish browns. One trailing branch, which is kind of weird, and the big root up front really looks like a foot or a toe.
Watching the descent of the US government into authoritarian oligarchy reminds me of the way I felt in January and February of 2020, watching the pandemic make its way to our shores while people who were in a position to take useful action instead were dismissive of the people who had information and experience. It’s horrifying.
ALT: ink brush painting of a breaking wave preceding what might be a massive wall of ocean. The colors are gray, yellow, reddish and purple. It didn’t come out looking as ominous as I was feeling it to be, but there are three little pips right under the curling breaker, and a few more surfing over the top of it.
this is probably my last collage for this time around, I have the supplies mostly sorted and ready to store for next year. Thanks to Stephanie Luck Coïc for sending me an inspirational packet of materials, and to all the friends and relations that participate in my annual collage get-together. It never fails to surprise and motivate me.
The February collage party came a little late this year, but it came nevertheless. Here’s the one piece I managed to finish during the party, but expect more to come in the next few days as I sort paper and tidy the studio up again. Thanks to the late George Thomas, from whose studio archives I got the tracing of a perspective study which forms the basis for the collage.
Here is the Group Collage that came out of this year’s party. Nine people contributed to this effort. Plus a few more that were there in spirit.
I’m listening to Tolkien’s Fellowship of the Ring as read by Andy Serkis. Though I’ve read the trilogy a couple of times to myself, and read it out loud to others two times, I’ve never had it read to me and I am enjoying it. This drawing doesn’t have any specific relation to the book, but I’m pretty sure the sense of travel and adventure, with a fair does of discomfort and danger, is leaking over into my art.
this one is from 11-18-24, but I tidied up the paint in studio, and tidied it up some more in digital form, so this is the current state of the print-ready picture. The image from my original post is below; I wonder if the cleanup is a good thing or not, it seems to take out some of the life but satisfies a strong urge I have for tidiness.
my process on this one? I have had “portrait” orientation as a default for a long time. If the thought of “landscape” crosses my mind when I look at the paper, I turn it right then. Usually. This time, I said nope, and the very next image in my mind was a giraffe-like creature that would not fit comfortably unless the paper was tall. Sadly for me, the creature came out more like a giraffe than like what I had in my mind, but for today this will have to do.
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