Posts tagged ‘sketchbook’
Common ground with slightly different view points.
Liquid Pencil, gouache
Smoke: the possibilities for imagery…
From reclaimed watercolor remnants, a beast in its lair.
I’ve had such fun repurposing monotype discards, that I’ve ripped up watercolors that just didn’t work, for use in collage.
Another collage: revitalizing torn, discarded monotypes-line via pen and ink.
I’ve been observing the birds that come to eat at our feeder. They brave the elements, compete for a place, fuss and play, but they are always on alert.
It seems they can rarely truly rest.
Less is often more. That’s how I feel about some of the sketching I’ve been working with lately. This happened in two minutes. A pinky dip into the Liquid Pencil pot. I suppose I was channeling a woman of long ago.
I’m clearly really interested in putting my monotype discards to use as reinvented images. He’s another.
I see this as a glimpse into an alien home on a planet far from Earth. This humanoid creature is troubled, looking out into space from a balcony in It’s home. Oh, and It’s wearing a very long sweeping scarf. The image below is a detail revealing (hopefully), the creature.
Proof that I’m watching too many Star Trek reruns while I make these collages;)
I seem to have collected many monotype discards. Here I’ve collaged the left side of a face from rescued monotype material then inked in the right side. To me, it looks like a sci-fiifeyed fantasy face. Resistance is futile.
Had to say goodbye to my outrageous, opportunistic little Morning Glory beauties. My favorite part of summer and the last vestige of summer glory.
Not so happy about it;)
Sketchbook Watercolor Pencil, White Gouache
I adore the forest just before the leaves begin to turn. The greens begin to transition into varied shades. Some leaves have already fallen; brown and crunchy. As the leaves thin, vines are on display. A few upstarts are already showing off their colors, but most here in my part of the world are holding back…for a few more days.
Predator/prey, pressure and worry;stress and anxiety, these two almost always show up together.
This sketch originated from another scrap of a ripped up monotype that turned on its side, happens to resemble a face and hat of a fairy tale character. The rest is improvised. I think it just might turn up again as a fully realized children’s book illustration.
A little fashion fun:)
Ya know how you see figures and creatures in marble, wood grains and shadows? Below is an example of a sketchbook entry where I’m actively pulling out what I see, in an effort to allow others to see the same thing.
I’ll try to clarify:
The first two images are from my new sketchbook. I’ve pasted in three discarded pieces of a failed monotype print. Before fastening to the sketchbook, I turned these discards every which way and discovered this magical scene from an imaginary children’s book. I inked in some details. Then with a little digital enhancement, I’ve tried to flesh out the scene, but not too much-trying to retain the magic I saw in the first place. But, I’ve no idea if anyone else sees what I do.
Can ya see it? What do you see?
Kind of how one feels at an awkward new school, new job,or new neighborhood orientation:)
A very different (for me), sketchbook entry. What do you see in the sky?
India ink/crow quill, collaged photo, discarded monotype, watercolor pencil
More pages from the my new orange sketchbook. I don’t make a lot of collage, but I keep a bag of odds and ends tucked away with the intention of putting the pieces together somehow, someday. Today’s one day!
I adore Google Images. I use it for all sorts of reasons, but occasionally something unexpectedly disturbing shows up while searching for an innocent, benign image like say, a mouse.
This guy is what the subconscious churns up after a little too much exposure;)
Thank you creative writers who already responded to my previousc post-Call For Writers. I’ll be posting your ideas (with due credit), very soon. Anyone who’d like a take a shot at writing a little something about the girl in the water, please feel free. You can include your words in a comment, or email them to me firstname.lastname@example.org. Thanks!