A Stroll in the Old Neighborhood…



Here I am, being nostalgic again. As we were packing the car with a load of *stuff* to take to the new place, I saw my landlord’s chair, against the stone wall. He’s had it there all the years we lived there, probably many years before, and now….

It got me thinking of how the neighborhood had been good subject matter for my artwork. I didn’t have to go too far for inspiration.

So, for those of you who haven’t seen them, a parting glance of a little street, in a very big city:






















Good-bye, New York

Well, I’m settled into my own place in Connecticut, now.  It occurs to me, that this is the time of year, I’d get my view of the skyline back, because the leaves would fall off the sycamore.  So, a revisit to that view.

New York Skyline

Every Rainbow Starts With a Storm…or a Sketch as the Case My Be

So, her’e the rough sketch…and rough it is.  It’s painfully lacking in interesting details, but then, that’s what sketches are for.

In the past, I would jump in full-sized, with no prior sketch, and waste mucho dollars on paper, doing version after version. I now eliminate problems from having done the sketch…and since the paper I use costs upwards of $5 that’s significant.  And less emotionally frustrating, I might add.

So, I’m also hearing the voice of my artist mother as I look at this sketch…..”If you add a couple of details, your picture will tell a story”.

“But, Mom, I don’t want to tell a story!  I want to create a mood and an emotion”.

So, I look a this sketch..it has an Asian artwork feel to it.

I will add details to it, and hopefully create a mood, and tell a story.  Yes, Mom.


At Battle with Cliches and Archetypes again…



Yes, it’s a rainbow.  It’s a cliche….or is it an archetype?   I think I’ve been through this argument before.  It’s been a feature of mythology and literature, everywhere from the Great Flood, to the Wizard of Oz.  It’s a beautiful, inspiring sight.  This was what I saw on the way back on the train one afternoon, on a torrentially rainy  and emotionally cathartic day.  And so, I’m going to draw a cliche again…and see if I can make it fresh and non-saccharin.

The Kitten has Landed


The drawing I started one sunny, balmy day in spring, is now finished on a crisp autumn day.  Where has the time gone? Guess between job changes and personal life changes, I’ve been busy.  Hard to believe that I only have been able to complete one drawing in all that time!

Anyway, at long last: Portrait of the Artist as a Kitten:


Have you found the kitten yet?

I wanted to explore the many layers of distance and surface area in this drawing.  I have the reflection in the window, you can see through the window to the flower pot, the kitten and beyond.  And the side of the house, and the flowers in front of the house…etc, etc.

Started out as a puzzle to see how many layers I could get in.  But as I worked on it, I realized it could be seen as a metaphor for consciousness…dream state, objective state, subjective observations, and so on.  Or maybe it’s just a pretty picture and I’m pushing too much.  It was fun to do, even if it took, well not forever, but a good part of eternity.

As I was saying, “What the heck was I saying?”

As I recall, I was either calling this drawing, “Embracing My Inner Kitten” or “Portrait of the Artist as a Kitten”.  Anyway, it is a drawing of a kitten.  In a window.  Here’s a work in progress:



It seems as if I was doing this back in the dark ages of my soul.  Okay, no dark ages,really, I just liked the sound of it.  I understand the drawing is a bit confusing, I’ll explain the idea at the end.  Of course, I know where the kitten is, not sure if the viewer can.  And that’s how it should be.

The dark ages?  My off-the-web life has been busy.  I started a new job, and I went to a women’s gathering in Kansas. I’m back now, and back to work.

Don’t Call ME and old dog

Okay, I confess.  I’m not the most tech savvy person there is.  There was a time a long time ago, when I was ahead of the curve.  Now, I’m panting, huffing puffing, trying to keep up with the pack.

Smartphones are a blessing and a curse.

Having moved out of my old abode, the camera I have on my smartphone is all I’ve got.  And my laptop.  So, how does a person take beautiful, accurate pictures of her artwork, when she doesn’t have a clue?

I practice.  And I try.  And I beg your (the reader) forgiveness in the meantime.  Like all the old TV networks used to say “We are experiencing technical difficulties.  Please stay tuned”.

So, I’m trying to give you a pic of the sketch of “Embracing My Inner Kitten”.  This is the best I can do for now.



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