Self portrait with dogs and hat.
I’m visiting my daughter and granddaughter for a week, which is why I’m not getting much drawing done. I had forgotten how exhausting toddlers can be, no matter how delightful.
8.5 x 11 inches
mixed media on paper
I printed out my abstract drawing of the woman writing and then painted, drew and collaged over it with other drawings that I drew and printed. It will take lots of practice to learn this new medium. I stopped experimenting with this one last night.
Today was Sunday. I gave myself permission to ignore my web design work today, and draw instead. Here is more experimenting with cutting up drawings and collaging them together, adding paint and pen, working from my imagination. This is 8.5 x 11 inches.
Here is another that I played with last night, a variation of a previous collage that started with the same base drawing.
This week is spring break for the island schools, and my husband and son are up North skiing. I stayed home with the dogs to work. However, part of me decided since it was vacation week, I would take a break from my daily sketches and start experimenting with collage and mixed media at night, a vacation from my usual routine.
I had some sketches that I’d printed out when I was first learning how to use my printer, and they did not print right. I decided to see what would happen if I applied collage techniques and painted back in to them.
It was a struggle and a mess. For example, I tried applying masking tape to mask the edges and keep them clean, but the tape stuck and tore at the paper, so I ended up painting the edges as well. I pasted one drawing on top of the other, but didn’t line them up correctly and it stuck on skewed. With no idea what I was doing, I doodled on the piece with pen, painted into it with acrylics, added charcoal pencil, and pasted cut up sketches on it.
Each time I put a mark on the piece, it ended up not at all as I’d intended, one accident after another. Fingers sticky from glue and paint, I experimented and finally filled it to capacity.
Last night (and today) I worked on a piece entirely from my imagination. I drew wall paper patterns and layered them in the drawing, added an abstract figure reading, added some crows, and then printed the drawing and pasted, painted and drew back over it.
My visual vocabulary is so very different when I’m not trying to draw what I see, but rather am just putting marks on a canvas. The disparity bothers me. I hope if I keep experimenting and working at it that a more unified voice will emerge.
I want to keep exploring this direction of expression – so I’m extending my stay-cation past the spring break week, and am looking forward to more accidents, surprises and challenges.
Playing with patterns and repetition.
I came down with a 24 hour stomach flu Monday night which laid me low for closer to 36 hours. Slept through last night’s drawing time.
Listening to Milo Silva play the morin khuur at the A Gallery.
Filleting a striped bass for dinner.
To see screen shots of this sketch in progress, please click here.
I printed out the image, cut it up and drew on it to create a collage of sorts.
Gordon, trying his hand at the potter’s wheel.
A windy walk on the beach today, with my sister.
Easter morning. Quahogging.
Waiting for the boat.
Young Photographer, Eli Dagostino, came by my home this afternoon to photograph me for his 365 project. Here is the photo that he took of me. I shot some quick snaps of him to draw from for today’s sketch.
My friend, Kira, with her dog, Rosie, and twins.
Sketch inspired by a photo I took of my daughter, Hannah, when she was modelling at the Martha’s Vineyard Fashion Week last fall.
Self portrait, walking with my dog.
A winter’s day at Pilot Hill Farm on Martha’s Vineyard. The chicken house roof is being repaired in anticipation of a shipment of new chicks.
Kneading bread dough.
Crowded dance floor, soulful band.
Portrait of Bonnie #2
When I walk on wooded trails, I often find myself looking down for long stretches, to see where to place my feet. It is like standing on a bridge, watching a brook flow underneath – the ground passing beneath me.
Self portrait with Rosco, my miniature schnauzer and walking companion.
Daily sketch inspired by the Minnesinger’s Christmas concert at the Old Whaling Church this afternoon.
I was looking through photographs that I’d taken from years ago, and I found one where everyone else was engaged in talk, flipping burgers on the grill, turned away from the camera, but my niece was posing, staring at me, an energetic focus in a mediocre photo, and I decided that I had to draw her.
A young girl, all dressed up, and a cat, and a winter landscape.
Today I wanted to draw something sparked by my imagination, not just a quotidian view from my day.
Looking towards the late afternoon sun from the cliff overlook in Aquinnah, Martha’s Vineyard. The sky and sea were an endless expanse.
Returning home on the 8:00 ferry, I observed a young girl with restless energy as she spun and pulled on the railing while waiting for the boat to dock.