The Art Newspaper leads off with a deep dive into the vibrancy of the Palestinian art scene in Gaza - “people in the community really responded to what these artists were doing in places like Shababeek & Eltiqa, which unfortunately have now been destroyed.”
Long time no toot. #FediPaint finish line is just around the corner, and I’m still in the middle of things.
I went in on some some watered down skeleton horde, followed up with a glaze of Wraithbone with a pin prick of red through it to help bring up the colour (recommendation from an Uncle who actually knows what he’s talking about). Pretty happy with where I’ve got to tonight - but seeing a couple of evenings still ahead here!
The sound of the sea, the kiss of mist, rocks underneath my feet: I wander through Nature's remote places -- not in a hurry, not in a rush -- and find solace from the raucous sounds of strife that modern life calls reality.
But here, this is reality, one that I would like to learn more about, and wonder over, and simply be in.
It’s been a challenging month, and I haven’t had a lot of success with my gouache painting lately. So I decided to go back to my old style of doodling cats and aliens on black holes with ink and colored pencils, where life makes sense and I know what I’m doing.
Infinite Holes with Two Cats
Doodle No. 139
Watercolor pencils, ink, mica paint on 6” square cotton paper.
The cover of the 2007 book DINOSAUR, published by Roar, wasn't the original concept. Here is the original art, there would have been a plastic hologram eyeball (not shown here).
"I have made a great discovery. I no longer believe in
anything. Objects don't exist for me except in so far as a rapport
exists between them or between them and myself. When one attains this
harmony, one reaches a sort of intellectual non-existence — what I can
only describe as a sense of peace, which makes everything possible and
right. Life then becomes a perpetual revelation. That is true poetry."
""Give up, old owl. I've fought your kind before, and your illusions won't fool me."
"I never realized I would rate the big bad wolf himself. I don't know what illusions you mean, and I don't really give a hoot. If you knew who you were coming for, you wouldn't have worn those bones."
Carlyle Grayson was not ready for his own trophies to be reanimated and attack him, and joined church ranks once reanimated.
To celebrate Aplatonic Visibility Day I tried painting a still life with apples.
I like the end result but the painting process was way more stressful then I imagined it to be. I guess round shapes are not as easy as they look. 😄
I like the color scheme though! It's almost exclusively painted with just three colors: A red (cadmium red), a yellow (lemon yellow PY3) and a blue (deep blue PB60).
A single, wild rose reaches towards the blue sky with white puffs of clouds. Framing the rose in the folds of rich blue forever holds the beauty of this flower.