Some themes seem to be developing in my small daily journal. Watches and time for my bigger textile pieces. Students appear occasionally, sketched during a few brief minutes of quiet in class. And I am forever delighted by the "take-a-line-for-a-walk." The possibilities are infinite. Materials: ballpoint pen for watch, gel pen for students. Prismacolor pencils.
Another watch face drawn at dinner. An interesting old watch--from the sixties, I suppose. As this is small (2 1/2" tall) I just hold the fabric down with my left hand while drawing. I'm using Copic multiliners on a tightly woven, smooth cotton and it helps to use a larger tip so it doesn't catch on the threads. I especially liked using a 0.7.
My small journal is morphing once again. This time from the 75-Day pen and ink drawing challenge into something more colorful. Since the paper is light, I can't use any wet media, but I have a luxurious 72 Prismacolor pencil set that I like to play with.
So I do the pen drawing, then add color (my version of the coloring book)..this makes me so much happier. In my search for a good quote for each page, I began reviewing The Artist's Way by Julia Cameron, the book that saved my artist's life many years ago...tried and true.
Occasionally, I slow down in my small journal where I do daily pen sketches. I finally figured out that slow drawing is similar to slow stitching. I particularly like these two pages, one of my son and one of a chicken bowl, which I did over several days and will probably never "finish"...
I seem to have developed a habit of sketching during dinner (easier than stitching at the dinner table!) since it's just the ol' man and me. This does not impinge on interpersonal communication since I can talk at the same time. Last night I decided to draw on a scrap of fabric with a permanent pen (Copic Multiliner 0.5). I've been thinking about inserting watch & clock faces into at least one of my pieces about ageing. That idea would require more than one or two faces, maybe a bunch. That's a pleasant thought. Without hands...maybe the hands should be floating on the outside of the face...haven't decided. And then, to stitch or not to stitch...still ruminating.
Although I can't seem to be able to catch up to anything, I did manage to finish the 75-day pen-sketching challenge.
And now I will keep going as there are 300 pages to fill in this small journal...enough for at least another year. I think I'll add colored pencils to the mix. And today, I think I can finally do some stitching after a two week hiatus. I can't think right and I feel unfocused when I can't stitch....
Yup, I'm trying to climb back into the saddle after falling completely off the wagon--and I owe you an apology for the abuse of clichés, but they struck me as kind of funny in an absurd way. Suffice to say that my teaching load has become heavy and with all the excitement over elections in Tunisia, nobody has been able to settle into a routine, and here we are almost at the end of the semester.
So I did a two-page spread in my sketchbook of one of the many absurdities facing me at work. It helped me get over the poorly conducted teacher "training" day for the new, super duper language lab that looks beautiful--but doesn't work. Fortunately, there were no guns around or I would have shot myself as an act of mercy. Note the interior design of the "award"--that's me snoozing away....
Thankfully, my stitching keeps me calm despite the bumps in the road of life in Tunisia. I've been picking up my needle often as elections approach--there's a lot at stake. Last night I dreamt that I returned to the States with only one suitcase in hand. Fortunately, I don't experience prophetic dreams; it' just anxiety rising to the surface.
The rings for the strap are now installed...top zipper is next.
I'm liking these colors so much that I just want to pick my jeans bag up all the time to stitch on it. The plaid is interesting to work with as it gives more of a variegated effect and adds some depth.
Things seem to be overlapping--I've been practising fast people sketching for Sketchbook Skool in my 75-day challenge journal. Went out for errands and sketched a few people while sitting in the car (black page). Then I practised people in the park from the teacher's video (green page). The assignment is to go to the park and sketch the stories of people: THOSE WHO ARE LUCKY ENOUGH TO HAVE PARKS SHOULD BE THANKFUL. Any green spaces left in Tunisia have filled with garbage. I'm preparing for a big day, sketching university students in the entrance hall of the school--this will probably create an "event" as I know quite a few of them...
I would never presume to tell anybody how to cook, however, the assignment for Sketchbook Skool was to illustrate a recipe. I hated the assignment--I have to cook every bloomin' day from scratch! Still, it's a good soup recipe for its simplicity. But, I felt like I was in a straight-jacket. Shoot me!