these waves like children–
splashing colors and laughing
back and forth between
wind breathes through water, dancing
with incandescent reply
I didn’t do much drawing at the beach this year, but I did take my art supplies down to the water one day, battling both the errant waves and the wind. I also took many photos, but my adventures with camera settings means they need a lot of work.
Tanka using Colleen’s prompt (in loose association); drawings in ink and watercolor pencils.
They’re doing construction in my neighborhood. There are piles of Belgian blocks for the curbs, wood and other building materials. The pattern of these stacked concrete blocks appealed to me so I did a drawing. I must admit I’m rather pleased with it.
His photo. I liked his comment “Pay attention to detail”. Very astute. I did change the somewhat muddy water to blue: poetic license.
My sister would have been 64 today. She always said when she retired she would be my agent. I wonder what she would think of the large pile of paintings I’ve done since she died. (Jane died in 2013. Kerfe suggested doing a blog as a way for us to share art with each other in 2014 so my sister never saw it).
This is another blot, then cut in half. These are an enjoyable way to knock off an abstract.
This one reminds me quite a bit of davisbrotherlylove.wordpress.com. It was just two shapes connecting with each other.
One of my favorites, these audacious birds jump out of the way just as the car is coming. One flew right over my head the other day.
I admit I had Draw a Bird day in mind. I just didn’t get around to it. I intend to draw a crow (one flew very close over my head yesterday). The featured image is a blot painting. I cut it out of the sketchbook and mounted it with an Easter egg colored background.
Off to draw a crow now.
I often have little words of poetry coming into my head but I forget to write stuff down. The circles are blotted between two pages.