Present past

Present Past - 18" X 22" - Mixed Media

A lifescape inspired by life in Berkeley, California.

Summer of Love

It's been months since I have painted -- my creative energy redirected to new care giving responsibilities. In the midst of continuing challenges, I took it on faith that all I was experiencing would become part of my landscape and deepen my artistic expression in time. I scanned my everyday routine seeking a moment of inspiration.

One day it came in the form of an invitation to a friend's Summer of Love party - theme attire required. I set out to recreate an outfit I wore to a Grateful Dead concert in Lindley Meadow - a long time ago. The creative juices began to flow as I tie-dyed a peasant blouse, sewed a jean skirt, knotted a macrame belt, and wove a flower head wreath.

But the best inspiration came when I visited Berkeley to buy incense at the Annapurna head shop on Telegraph Avenue. I captured an image of two older hippies sitting on a bench with a younger man, who appeared to be their son. It was the living extension of the Summer of Love - present past. I'm now using this image, coupled with other images from People's Park, to create a composite drawing and painting. How uplifting it is to spend time focused on the ideals of that time while I create!

Oh very young

A little play with mixed media - photo transfer, watercolor, color pencil and a touch of pastel. I also tried a bit of narrative art as part earlier renditions, but found the results to be too Kitsch. As is, this seems a bit illustrative. Still, it was a good process of exploration, which will lead to other creations.

As for the photo transfer process, having read several blogs on the topic, I started with an ink-jet print of a personal image, testing a variety of photo papers, gel mediums, and transfer techniques. In the end, a simple ink-jet print on 20 lb. bond, using water as the transfer medium, provided the soft, misty image that I sought.

Oh Very Young - 8" X10" - Mixed Media

Tyvek and watercolor

Tyvek: A light, tear-resistant and water-resistant paper by Dupont. When I ask others if they've heard of Tyvek, the general response is, "That's the stuff they use for wrapping houses and making Fed Ex envelopes." Not what you might expect as a vehicle for watercolor.

Following a watercolor demonstration using Tyvek, and being one to enjoy the exploration of new mediums, I just had to give this a try! The exploration was freeing, as the flow of water and color is less controlled on the water-resistant paper. The results are delightfully surprising, producing a range of soft to vibrant colors and lines. The paper allows for the repeated placing, pushing, lifting and adding of color, creating a depth more like work with oil or acrylic.

This is my first exploration with Tyvek, working a bit larger and more loosely, taking advantage of the vehicle.

Pears - 18" X 24" - Watercolor

Winter's day

A blue-gray sky presses down on the day. Cold, still, damp, hushed. Dark branches fracture space and fade away. I'm held captive by and in this moment.

I see the world in panoramic snapshots. At times the sheer beauty of nature is overwhelming: How can I recreate in a painting what already is perfection?

While not a photographer, I'm beginning to think about how I might incorporate my photographs into my work - with transfers, words, paint, and pen. My mind is already composing a series of narrative lifescapes...

Winter's Day -Pleasanton, California - Photograph

Once in a blue moon

Gesture

The human form is a landscape of hills and valleys, of roadways and rivers. I travel across the landscape, recording each step in charcoal.

How wonderful it was to find a local life study class! The class provided an excellent opportunity to begin rebuilding direct observation skills and reacquaint myself with form, proportion, and foreshortening.

I was reminded of the value of the gesture drawing - a quick sketch to capture movement, weight, and emotion. Slowly my hand and mind loosen and begin to work as one.

Life Gesture - Charcoal - 10" x 14"

Retrospective

The Road Home

In 1994, I spent time riding my bike about the Pleasanton valley taking photographs of what remained of old farms and open space. A view from the south end of Foothill Road was particularly beautiful one fall morning, as sunlight danced through the leaves and shadows painted the roadway.

I've wanted to paint this scene for some time, using an Impressionistic style - a significant shift in style after working on several detailed drawings. The softening of vision and releasing of control challenged me in new ways and caused me to explore different aspects of myself.

I also wanted to use a limited palette, with simplicity of color to express the quiet yet vibrant moment. For this I chose a split complement of green, orange and purple, working with Sap Green, Prussian Blue, Brown Madder, Indian Yellow and Payne's Gray.

The Road Home - Watercolor - 10" X 20"

Morning Routine

With this portrait I wanted to convey the mild craziness of a workday morning - rushing to get ready, assaulted by the bright light over the bathroom mirror, all in the name of beauty. When we stand back and observe ourselves, we are pretty silly. Hope this helps you to see your own life with a light heart and a smile!

Morning Routine - Graphite - 16" X 20"

Whiskers and Fur II

As we look into the eyes of our subject, we have the opportunity to glimpse their unique spirit. Their portrait is like a page from their life's story. My favorite subject, Buck, conveys his mild annoyance at a nap interrupted, with a squint of his eye and without the slightest effort to raise his head.

With this drawing I revisited a technique tested in "Whiskers and Fur". I wanted to modify and refine the technique through practice to obtain cleaner whites and clearer touches of color. While I do not aspire to be a photo realist, I do want to possess a range of well-developed skills in order to select the best technique to communicate the images in my mind.

Whiskers and Fur II - Graphite - 12" X 16"

Commit to the human condition

As I reacquaint myself with various art mediums, I am also re-exploring subjects. I am drawn to something more in the landscape. I am aware of everyday people and their day-to-day existence: They create the landscape. Their hopes and fears; their trials and triumphs. Perfect in their imperfection.

I see an older Chinese woman feeding bread to mallard ducks along a neighborhood creek. Workers from Mexico washing cars on a grey day dressed in bright orange t-shirts. Teenagers on prom night, one in polyester ruffles and rose wrist corsage. A heavy woman in shorts with an artificial leg crossing a busy street. A boy in a pickle costume on a hot summer day waving a sandwich shop sign.

I see these images as simple drawings perhaps in pastel, emphasizing the people with color, allowing the surrounding busy-ness to fade. The first image in the series is a mother in a simple dress, pushing a stroller and walking hand in hand with her daughter, all pretty in pink. It's Mother's Day.

Mother's Day - Pastel - 11" X 14"

Passing Reflection

The town of Pleasanton has grown to be the home of high-end pasta restaurants and designer clothing boutiques. There are few remaining vistas of the small town where I once bounced off the hind side of a bare back horse.

What a delight to notice the reflection of Dean's Cafe in the window of Christesen's Tack Room on a sunny spring day! I was warmed by 40 years of images filled with friends and family as I painted this familiar scene.

Passing Reflection - Watercolor - 16" X 19"

Bright shiny objects

Several years ago on Halloween eve, I was carving pumpkins with friends. My pumpkin design was very intricate: I had a vision of flicking candlelight streaming through the carved openings. I continued to cut away the pumpkin flesh, pushing the limit, until... with just one more cut... the entire pumpkin collapsed inward. A mound of pumpkin mush lay before me. Oh, Halloween horror!

I recalled the pumpkin episode as I painted the Dogwood blossoms. I started with a gentle watercolor wash in soft pastel hues. Then, one warm Saturday afternoon, while shopping for watercolor paper at Blick, rows of watercolor pencils caught my eye. Ink intense. Bright shiny objects. Must have.

I bought a handful of watercolor pencils and rushed home to try them out -- on my tender Dogwood blossoms. With the first application, an inner voice moaned, "Uh oh." Gone were the soft petals of spring, replaced by a bright commercial graphic suitable for a luau. "Oh, well."

Sometimes its good to push the limit. Try something new. "You'll never know if you don't go."

So now I know a bit more about watercolor pencils -- and I love my No. 6 round brush all the more.

Hope Springs - Watercolor

Yeah, draw

The intermediate drawing instructor strolled into class late. Without saying a word, she walked across the studio, sat on a stool and looked over the roster. She took a deep breath and, continuing to stare down at the class list, she said, "I don't have a plan for today. So why don't you all go outside and draw." It was the first class session.

Looking around outside, the campus landscape didn't offer much in the way of inspiration, with the exception of a bed of vibrant purple irises. After three hours meditating in drawing on one particular iris, I returned to the studio with the other students before the end of the session.

"Well, there's no time for a critique, so I'll see you next week." With that the instructor adjourned our first session and began walking toward the door. But before she could exit, a student asked, "Is there homework?" The instructor paused. "Yeah, draw."

Art for art's sake

Political art. Art with a message. Art on the edge.

Thinking I must push the boundaries of art to have merit in the art community, I have been paralyzed by self-imposed pressure to create the unique and perfect picture, with a profound message. I wrestled with this thought, as the pictures in my mind's eye seemed common and, in turn, of little value.

Yet as I began to draw those everyday things closest to me, I found a pure desire to create -- art for art's sake. This creative force is unique to each of us; perfect in it's expression. This is art's message.

I had a strong desire to create a drawing working from a dark graphite background, using an eraser primarily to form the image. My black and white cat seemed the perfect subject. The image emerged from the paper much like a sculpture might emerge from stone. The unexpected result was a soft texture in the mid-tones, conveying the feeling of fur.

Surely this is not the first image of a cat drawn from a graphite base, but it is my individual expression of this one cat. And so it seems, as I press my own boundaries, I remain on edge. And by keeping the "art for art's sake" discussion alive, the political dialogue continues. So perhaps, this is it. Art.

Whiskers and Fur I - Graphite

Out and about

Leonardo da Vinci wrote, "When you are out for a walk, see to it that you watch and consider other men's postures and actions as they talk, argue, laugh or scuffle; their own action and those of their supporters and on lookers; and make a note of these with a few strokes in your little notebook which you must always carry with you."

As I'm out and about this week my focus is on people and the creation of gesture drawings, filling the sketchbook page with images. I work quickly -- a matter of seconds, no more than a minute or two, for each image -- to capture fluid movement and expression. I'll photograph a sketchbook page to post. For now, I am compelled to share another photograph, an in-the-moment inspiration from my garden. The elegant lines of the Dogwood blossom, and complementary colors of sap green and rose madder, are sure to be the subject of a future water color painting!

Beginning drawing

This week I will complete a beginning drawing class... again, for the first time in more than 30 years. It was valuable to repeat basic studies in contour, negative space, perspective and shadow. I am reminded of the need to practice technique regularly in order to have the skill necessary to create the imagine in my mind's eye.

Many class activities were taken from A Course in Enhancing Creativity and Artistic Confidence: Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain by Betty Edwards. The final exercise was a portrait drawing, using a grid to map a photo image to paper. The technique aids in the creation of a successful drawing. Here, my work in progress, Mascara (16" x 20", pencil on paper).

Most of all, returning to the basics reawakened confidence and inspiration. I am filled with more images than there are days in a lifetime. I best get busy creating!

Mascara - Graphite

Sketching in nature

Nature inspires. Away from the noise of cars and phones and computers, disconnected from the electronic hum of manufactured life, I inhale the clean spring breeze. Warmed by the sun and lifted by bird song, my spirit begins to soar. Back in touch with the essence of who I am, I am driven to create. Sketching in nature is my life meditation.

A lightweight back pack is perfect for carrying a sketch journal, small box of watercolor paints, and few colored pencils. Cathy Johnson, in The Sierra Club Guide to Sketching in Nature, advises, "Keep it simple, for the sake of weight as well as speed. Carry a few carefully selected colored pencils; let the season or time of day be your guide, or the animals or birds you expect to see."

I was attracted to this festive pink Eucalyptus blossom and its graceful, elongated leaves, drawn here with colored pencils carried on a leisure sketch hike.

It takes time to see a flower

"When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it's your world for the moment." Georgia O'Keeffe

I am fascinated by the delicate, graceful poppy -- how the green pods unfold like a ballerina dancing -- how the fragile petals crinkle like a fine rice paper.

When I draw a flower, it captures my attention. It is my mediation: the noise of the world fades to peace-filled quiet. In this sketch, I was intrigued by the fine "hairs" on the stem of the poppy.

I opened this entry with a quote from Georgia O'Keefe that speaks of this meditative experience. It takes time to see, really see. When someone tells me, "I can't draw," I suggest they first take time to see - line, form, relationship, texture, light, dark, color. And feel. This is where we begin.

Consider another well-known quote from Georgia O'Keefe -

"Nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small it takes time - we haven't time - and to see takes time, like having a friend takes time."