various stages of sketchbookery!
sometimes my eyes are bigger than the page.
i was sketching in my car with the windows rolled down late this afternoon and a tall catterpuss started meowing and looking in my window. then he jumped inside for a visit. he was not a stray, just someone's friendly papa cat. he watched me while i sketched. i scratched his chin. then he jumped back over the garden gate.
thaz it! how are you? i was just wondering...
tiger's eye genuine watercolor from daniel smith makes great sand.
it's a "special" color i was afraid i wouldn't use, but find it's actually quite versatile. it mixes nicely with other colors and the granulating effect is spectacular. in a subtle way. if that's possible.
i added a little somethin-somethin to my car sketching scene from last sunday.
yesterday on one of my scenic-wild-goose-chase drives home from chinatown i spotted this queer little cottage.
so i pulled over and set about capturing it. i would like to put it in a line-up and have the owner identify it. i'm almost positive she wouldn't be able to, but you never know.
it totally looked like that in my mind.
hope you're well. and happy. and getting ready to climb into your rowboat and paddle off to somewhere grand.
i'll just be here at moss cottage, where all the women are strong, all the cat's are good-looking, and all the ideas are above average.
when i was over at susan's for a visit a couple of weeks ago i saw a set of 6 old tiles she had on her kitchen table.
aren't they pretty?
i drew them each in their titanium buff squares. perhaps a bit too hastily.
it's quite a bit of fun to draw things and then color them in. you knew that though.
simplicity having its way on the page.
maybe by the week's end i'll have a completed page of old tiles. we'll see.
happy new year my jewish friends!
it's a school holiday here in los angeles.
i added some leaves from my burgundy wine euphorbia trees to a square in my sketchbook.
and turned the page. in another week i may have completed another spread. my ambition knows no bounds.
the prettiest "weed" is growing in one of my succulent pots.
i glued a piece of watercolor paper in my sketchbook over an old mess that made me v. unhappy. yesterday i drew these 2 car scenes over the top. today i colored them.
it's friday. i wish i were holed up in a wilderness cabin for the weekend with no one around for a hundred miles or so. no talking sounds. no welding sounds. no baby sounds. no dog sounds. no car sounds. no leaf blower sounds. silence.
instead i'm going to turn on the rumbling house fan and read a book. i assume you're in your own hidey hole doing something weekendy. hmmmmm, i wonder what...
the oppressive 100 degree plus temps have me languishing on the sofa where a cool breeze wafts over me from the ac. it's all i can manage.
come home from school. collapse.
add writing and a small sketch to fill a page. day done.
i drew bullwinkle. can you find him in the sketch above?
these are from photos i took in umbria last year.
i did manage to watch A ROYAL AFFAIR on netflix starring Mads Mikkelsen. if i'm being completely honest...it was thoroughly fabulous.
also i brushed up on my yiddish
i did this while facetiming with sister. i'll go back in and add some darks. i almost never have a wide enough range of values first go-round.
while i drew & colored garden roses, sister did the same with a bottle of seaglass.
i also drew a miniature venice scene in my miniature sketchbook.
if you're interested in watercolor journaling inspiration you can't go wrong with sigrun krafft on flickr...
she is positively masterful. go see for yourself!
moss cottage is filled with sunshine. i'm sketching some rosebuds i clipped at the park this morning. i picked up THE GOLDFINCH and started reading again. started it 6 months ago and fell into an onlineclasstelevisionsketch spiral. but i've emerged with renewed reading vigor. i have the next 4 days off. meet me in 2 hours for a margarita on the front porch. yours truly.
saturday night's allright for fighting get a little action in.
except i'm not fighting. i'm doing this.
painting norwegian scenes from photos i took in bergen a couple of summers ago.
and also between yesterday and today i may have watched all 6 episodes of Happy Valley.
a different angle of the Hôtel de Ville. this time featuring an old gaslight in the foreground.
going to try another one today. in another color of course.
here are a few roughshod quickie portraits done live. if you are feeling depressed or blue promise me you will either do a self-portrait or a friend's portrait. the resulting gales of laughter will do you good.
don't be ridiculous. of course they're all of the exact same person. done on the exact same day. can't you tell?!
i love to draw with a watercolor brush. i often wish i would THINK more and plan before jumping in with a sketch, but i just don't have it in me.
take these 2 glass cups of tea below for example. the original pic is HERE in my old istanbul travelogue. anyway the plates have 6 red segments not 8 as in the upper cup. just a tiny bit of thought before diving in could have come in handy. but what the hell, i could always consider this the warm-up study and do another sketch of the exact same thing. in fact now that i say that i realize i should do that more often.
after the glasses i wanted to draw a building with my paintbrush. i'm here to tell you that was extremely rewarding.
now i want to do another in bright blue.
i'm determined to paint one building a day this week. i detest one-a-day type challenges so this may not work for me. we'll see.
where are you and what are you doing? someone in los angeles wants to know.
a bit of collage over a bunch of test marks & other nonsense. then a little ink drawing over the top using my extremely erratic aquash waterbrush filled with water soluble ink. everytime i use it a giant puddle of ink leaks out.
in other news i've been reassigned to the chinatown school i left in june. was just notified yesterday. i'll be there until late september. don't know the grade level yet, but think it's 5th for a teacher out on maternity leave. i was due to report in to my default location for the year - a school in koreatown. whenever i don't have an assignment or it's a pupil-free day i report in to the default location. never had to do that last year, but if i had it was a middle school with a bad reputation. i lucked out with this new default. whew...
time to go iron my school "uniforms" for the week.
could one of you please go to the beach for me tomorrow? and bob around in the salty water. then lay on a big blanket to dry off in the warm sun. later have a fish taco and a coconut popsicle. towards sunset maybe an ice cold beer. don't forget my sketchbook!
happy sunday from moss cottage. where all the women are strong, all the cats are good-lookin', and all the ideas are above average. xo
what's new? there was this lime coconut strawberry smoothie. running errands in echo park & koreatown. doing this and that. tying up loose ends. making plans for an end of september art retreat at the beach. pruning my trees. poking around in the garden. dreaming of a christmas getaway in a clifftop cabin perched above the pacific. the usual.
what about you?
i'm not ruling out the possibility of one last beach fling. even though yesterday's was supposed to be the last.
it looks like the roof is on fire here, but it wasn't. that's the bougainvillea. those 2 rogue sheep from the other page started it.
a room with a view. i love old motels.
i forgot my paint brush and pen so i had to stop at michaels in ventura and buy one + one. it's right off the 101 so just a 10 minute detour. i discovered something in the process. a person really only needs one pen and one brush plus their travel palette. i chose a #6 round and it was perfect!
i try not to read too much into my wacky sketches, but damned if i don't see 2 black sheep in the shadows on the left. or 2 giant dogs with floppy ears. hmmmmm
we had a rare summer rainstorm last night. the air is breezy and tropical. just right for an afternoon of sloth-like maneuvars. in case you didn't know, time always slows to a crawl before it speeds up again. this is the beginning of the end of my summer vacation. i'll just be here. pretending that the one-week vacation i've been dreaming of all summer just started today.
you're doing something good too. aren't you?
saturday at home. back from the desert. wandering around in a daze trying to figure out where the turquoise pool has gone. nighttime stargazing while floating on one's back in warm water is extremely excellent.
the other night in palm springs i accidently deleted about 15 of you who signed up to be on the mailing list for the next session of Sketchbookery in december: diane, linda, claudia, penelope, ruth, shawn, anne, misti, elaine, jean, kristine, kay, tuey, kathy, and chris. i wrote your names down ahead of time just in case i was making a mistake. unfortunately i didn't capture your email addresses. whoops. obviously, a chimp is at the helm of this operation. if you STILL want to sign up go HERE.
what pure pleasure there is in drawing & coloring from black and white line drawings. dover has an endless supply. i'll draw from anything. life, tv, pictures, labels on jars & bottles, magazines, books. my inner sketchaholic does not discriminate. when i taught 2nd grade i would often have my students bring in coloring books to copy. good for learning hand-eye coordination, studying negative space, measuring distance between object A & B, and so on and so forth.
paper maché field mice mounts are also fun. anything goes.
over and out from moss cottage friends. where the women are strong, the cats are good lookin', and all the ideas are above average. xo
i have this weird color, brilliant pink, that someone gave me. it's use seems limited and i didn't want it in my home palette so i moved it into the smaller travel box. love the periwinkle color it made with ultramarine blue. also did interesting things with green gold.
the color made from perm red + natural sienna + brilliant pink would be the perfect color for painting watermelon or ruffly hibiscus petals - a warm pink. mmmmmmm. the natural sienna + purple lake (leftover from old cottman set and another color that i put in the travel box to use up) but low and behold it does beautiful things with the sienna. imagine a sunset or a red rock canyon in late afternoon.
i don't know poop about watercolors, but i know plenty about the power of PLAY. and play that results in learning excites the information seeker that lives in my noggin.
the winsor green sister sent me reminded me of ajax or drano. i took an instant dislike to it. but son of a bisquit! look how it mixes with bright violet, perm rose, white, hematite, and GASP piemontite. breathtaking.
okay. gotta go. i'll just be here in my laboratory. mixing & exploring.
maybe i'll have a diet coke in one of their fun new cans. wanna know the name of the background color? sodalite. i could have, but didn't make that one up.
introducing my new travel palette for car & porch sketching. altoid tins are too small for my bear mitts. and i need a larger mixing area. i am messsssssy. i'm trying out the colors to see what i don't use and what i don't have that i might need in here. instead of black i have hematite genuine - a granulating daniel smith. the piemontite genuine is deep dark & delicious. mahogony on steroids that is easily turned into a rich black. shadow violet makes pretty shadows right out of the tube. mixed with a drop of this or that it's intoxicating.
i'm back to car sketching. i returned to a former home i lived in for 6 years another lifetime ago. i parked under a dome of tall trees. my windows open. shafts of morning light beamed down. leaves fell from the camphor trees. a green time machine. where will i go next?
joyce and i had a car sketching episode this morning in montecito. we drew old adobe walls and cactus and palm trees and ladders and shadows.
once you get the sketching bug you sort of don't want to stop. and you don't have to either.
i'm just here. doing this.
listening to tom waits sing about his "old '55"
whoever sent me that video awhile back. THANK YOU. i haven't stopped listening to the entire album since.
over and over. because we love the tom waits of the world. and their bluesy selves.
heading to the shore next week.
then the desert the following week.
i had planned a wonderful trip to british columbia, but i was worried about getting stuck in the rowboat with a shoulder that decided to stop rotating. on a quiet stretch of water. where i might drift for weeks. alone, except for the occasional eagle that dropped down some provisions. hmmmmm. sounds sort of good.
so i'm staying close to home this summer.
if you're traveling somewhere. anywhere. tell me.
all is good in the hood. i'm right here where you left me. sketching the summer away. planning one last summer art retreat before i get back to my day job in less than a month. i'm breathing in and taking deep pleasure in all this free time.
i'm enjoying mornings in the park lost under a canopy of shadowy trees and rose petals. evenings on the porch writing in my journal, reading, thinking, sketching.
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i'm saving the big kahuna of them all - DFLA for last. i have to get in those old archives and start cleaning things up and clearing things out. i don't mean i'm deleting any content. no way! i just have to make sure i've got all the boxes packed and tidy when the migration crew descends.
summer will be gone soon in a blaze of glory. i'm just here. making every second mean something.
hope you're making art, taking naps, and getting lots of peach juice all over your muzzle.
Angie Moss was in my kitchen when I woke up this morning. I was sure of it! I started to climb out of bed "Mom?"
It was around dawn and I was half asleep. She didn't answer. A split second later I knew she couldn't really be in my kitchen. I was fully awake. But when I went to the computer to check and see if the SKETCHBOOKERY site was still standing and didn't go out in a blaze of glory while I slept, there was this email. Spam of course. But delightful nevertheless.
I'm a pragmatist with a vivid imagination. I miss Angie Moss.
Oh. There's something else. I could read Corky Lynn's mind today.
I am made of fur and elastic. I will stay in this position until she notices me. Maybe I can relax just a tiny bit and still look limber.
I ate avocados and drank coffee. They totally go good together. Better than what you might think.
I have lots of nice people enrolled in my class. Do you remember when Bart Simpson said, "I wish god was alive to see this!"
I sort of thought that this morning about Ma & Pa Moss. Good thoughts drifted through my mind. I ate my avocados. The sun felt warm & musical filtering through the trees. My summer oriole came by for a visit. Last night I couldn't see Mars. Maybe tonight there will be less of a marine layer.