Wednesday, January 15, 2020

Winterval

Dear reader friends:

After almost 12 years in publication, I've decided to go on a winter interval of rest. I want to take this time to recover after creating the 60 + pages of content for "Virginia Under Vine" and  other various art projects. I don't have any specific date or time when I will return, but I hope I'll renew my creativity and blogification later on. I'll still be doing other art. There are still many sketches and photographs I can digitize and present to the world, and I also want to explore re-activating my graphic and sequential art. Even so, I may find that I want to return to blogging in a shorter time, I don't know, maybe I'll find blogging irresistible. I'll still be writing witty comments on Facebook, which is probably the best place to contact me.

Until then, as the seasons turn, thanks for your friendship and patience.

Pyracantha

Tuesday, January 14, 2020

Rockport Rocks 1997


Here is another image of those picturesque rocks in Rockport, Massachusetts. The boats are in another sketch. They are stranded in the low tide mud and will regain their position when the tide rises again. Note that the owners of the boats have flipped the outboard engines up out of the way of water and mud, so they can motor away when they can. In the distance a tiny sailboat cruises along the shore. Marine art is its own separate genre and though I've been tempted to depict boats and waves, I would have to have a lot more knowledge about the subject and actual boating experience. I remain an admirer of marine art but not a participant.

Black tech pen on sketchbook page, 8" x 5", June 30, 1997.

Monday, January 13, 2020

More Kitchen Bits


Though Still Life Time is officially over, there are still plenty of kitchen and domestic scenes to depict. Here is an arrangement of ceramic, glass, paper, wood, cloth, metal, and the plastic microwave oven. So many materials to create kitchen bits! This also shows the level of clutter in my home space. But...I use these things every day. Why not leave them where they are, once I have washed them. This place is not an ARCHITECTURAL DIGEST Celebrity Home. 

The conical ceramic cup was created by ceramics artist Carolyn Jelts, in my original home town, Natick, Massachusetts. It has an unusual bright purple glaze on its top half, and the lower half is "natural" white ceramic. I bought it from Carolyn at an arts fair in Natick. I needed to give her credit.

Black tech pen on sketchbook page, 5 1/2" x 5", January 13, 2020.

Sunday, January 12, 2020

Gnarly Griffin


The Gnarly Griffin is covered with feathers and spines to give him protection and camouflage. his heavy wings are best in short bursts of escape speed or hunting. He is well-insulated against the winter cold and is an expert predator in cold weather and among winter creatures in the desert  and tundra. The wings have hooks at the apex of the wing panels which can serve as grabbing limbs. He is sometimes mistaken for an owl though he hunts and flies by day.

Black tech pen on sketchbook journal page, 3 1/2" x 3", January 11, 2020.

Saturday, January 11, 2020

Rockport, Mass. 1997


Rockport, Massachusetts is a favorite vacation place among New Englanders, and during my youth I went there many times with family and friends. Not only is it a good place for shopping, fishing, and observing picturesque scenes, it is an artists' colony where you can enjoy looking at paintings on a street full of art galleries. The art is traditional, and depicts things like the one you see above: seaside cottages, landscapes, gardens and garden sheds, and antique woodwork. You'll also see more traditional subject matter such as flowers, still lifes of ceramics and fruit and fresh fish, and the sea in all conditions, from sunlit splashes to breakers crashing on rocks, and moody moonlit scenes of translucent waves. And of course, the perennial lighthouse, without which a coastal artist would never do.

I have never depicted a lighthouse but like other "iconic" subjects every New England artist eventually gets to paint or draw at least one. If I still lived in New England I would have already done it. I'll just imagine there's a lighthouse in the background of this little sketch and move on.

Black tech pen on sketchbook page, 8" x 5", June 30, 1997.

Friday, January 10, 2020

Somewhere in Philadelphia 1997


During the 1990s I had a lot of friends in the Philadelphia area due to my attending conventions there. This view is somewhere in Northeast Philadelphia, in the Cheltenham area. I didn't provide a lot of information in my journal, other than that I made a drawing that day. I wonder what that place looks like now. It wasn't so great even when I visited there. 

Black tech pen on sketchbook page, 5" x 8", June 27, 1997.

Thursday, January 9, 2020

Storm of Ashes - Australia Burns


The trouble with natural and some human-made disasters is that they are so damn beautiful. Flames erupt from volcanoes and wildfires against the dreadful day- dark sky. The media show me what will attract me, which will attract me further. Storm cells, tornadoes, hurricanes, all of them in their killing spirals ask to pose for me, and so I draw and paint. My memory scans the screen without paying the price that the disaster victims pay. They're standing in the dust weeping because they have just lost everything they own. Meanwhile I'm moving through my cluttered studio rooms full of the overload of thirty years of undisastered residence.

Photoshop, 7" x 10", January 9, 2020. Here is a cropped version of the preceding image: