It’s been a while since I’ve posted, but my autumn landscape has been finished for a while. I like it..wasn’t sure if I did. But that’s an artist’s constant conflict, so no matter.
I looked at it, and what came to mind is a bowl of Fruit Loops, my secret passion. So, here it is: October Fruit Loops.
Where have I been all this time? Mostly working the day job, but I’ve made some new friends and new connections.
November is always my worst, most depressing month. For my next drawing, I was going to do something called “Making Peace with November” but didn’t have a clue how that concept would interpret itself in a drawing. Well, November is almost here, I’m not depressed so, to heck with it.
As often happens with an artist I saw something that just stuck…a tranquil and healing image I’d like to explore. So once I get over this hullabalo of short handedness and sales at the store…..I’m going to work on it.
So if I don’t post before then…..Happy Halloween!
Most of autumn I hate. It’s the rain-soaked doorstep to winter. Bare trees, cold weather, and the beginning of the most stressful time of year for many folk…the Holidays, with a capital H. As in Hell.
But there is a little sliver in time between the end of the summer weather, and the really dark days as we approach the shortest day of the year.
October. Beautifully colored trees, fresh ripe apples, and the accompanying cider. Not to mention Halloween. I really envy those kids trick or treating. Not that I want the candy, but I would like to break loose and run all over the neighborhood in some kind of scary costume.
I’ve been putting together a calendar of my work, and noticed I didn’t have many fall pix: Just this from a while ago:
Its resolution isn’t good enough for publication.
So, with next year in mind, I bring you “Last One Standing’, the sketch.
Finally, I have done a version of the Manhattan skyline at dusk that I think I can live with. At least well enough. Now, I can go to my grave a satisfied person.
Christmas is coming, and I’m getting ready for the fair. That’s my focus for now, getting merchandise ready for it.
“The City that Never Sleeps”
Erg. Yawn, Ooompph.
I took a sleeping pill last night because I’ve been having insomnia. A lot of things on my mind I guess, though good. Except the car breaking down :(
What’s on my mind? I’m getting ready for a holiday season where I will be selling my own products instead of someone else’s. Yippeee! Gave notice to my day job, yesterday.
But what’s also making me sleepy is that in this drawing, I’m once again filling in a large space in a solid color. BOREDOM! Especially when my mind is in several places at once.
So, far, I’ve signed up for Saturday, October 4, at The Real NYC Art and Design Market on Mulberry Street in Manhattan. If you’re around the city, drop by!
Anyway, the WIP
It happens every year about this time…the view from my living room window mocks me. The leaves fall, revealing one of the most beautiful, famous scenes anywhere. Something I’ve tried and tried again to capture. The Manhattan skyline.
It mocks me.
Some of my failures:
I must do this scene justice before I die. Otherwise, my troubled soul will wander the Outer Boroughs of New York City.
I finished the self-portrait in very little time. I thought it would take several days, and I would fill in with humorous, anecdotal experience with my portraiture education and professional portraiture stories. Like the blond boy with glasses who requested I make him look like Fonzi. If you don’t know who Fonzi is, you have my admiration.
So, here’s the self-portrait. Plan to use it as a logo, sample, etc.
So, now what? I really should be getting ready for this designer/art fair, but there’s not a lot to do until some items I ordered arrive. With a hint of fall chilliness in the air, I’m returning to the IDEA THAT WOULD NOT DIE.
Finished “Love Ballad”, it went way more quickly than “Floral Overload”, and I’m just as pleased with it. I worked using the direction of the pencil strokes to convey movement and sound. So, here ’tis:
So, now what?
I admit, I ran up against a brick wall when it came to ideas. Not surprising, since I’m mildly depressed.
So, I decided to take on a project I hadn’t had time for….a self portrait. In the middle of a clinical depression is probably not the best time to do one, but what the hell. I need it for promotion…make a new logo.
I’m also thinking in terms of what I’m accomplishing in terms of healing with my art. I’m still doing upbeat and soothing images, that’s not going to change. But I think to do some real action, I’m going to give a percentage of my profits when (if!) I sell a work to charity.
As a matter of fact, I have my dream set up. I start a non-profit, selling my work and licensed products, and out of the proceeds, pay myself and an assistant a modest salary….the rest of the money going to various charities. Ah, dreams. For those who believe in it, send good energy.