has its day—top dog,
everybody and their dog–
going to the dogs.
In dog years,
it’s a dog’s life. Put
on the dog,
hot dog, hot
diggety dog. Tail wagging
the dog. Lucky dog.
Walk the dog
and call off the dogs.
Teach the old
dog new tricks.
(on the internet no one
knows you’re dogging it).
I’m going with the prediction that this Brown Earth Dog year of 2018 will see a rise of social consciousness and environmental awareness, and the return of generosity and feelings of fellowship and community.
Our language is filled with phrases that include the word “dog”. I had fun stringing some of them together with a multi-patterned dog mask as accompaniment. And you can see my original post about Bliss, the dog pictured above, here.
I sat down over the weekend and got some painting done. Yay! I had started this portrait of my mother in black and white and messed with it.
I had the paint really heavy on her face at one point so I pressed a paper towel over it. It came out like a weird ghost.
That reminded me how much fun it really is to paint. I’ve got something else started which I hope to finish today. Here’s a sketch done on the first page of a new watercolor block which happens to be black.
And the same image filled in with some color.
All in all a pretty productive weekend. And still no sign of sun in Northern NJ.
Thank you Jaywalks for nominating us. Here are my answers to your questions:
Which one word describes your blog? Artistic
Is there a post you’re particularly proud of? I love bridges. I liked my drawings of the Williamsburg Bridge and others.
Any grand goals for the blog? I’d be happy if I could post more. I used to draw at work but can’t really do that at my new (corporate) job.
Thanks to Jaywalks for nominating us. Kerfe is the pulse of this blog and our driving force so I must thank her also.
Have a great weekend!
“No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
–Martin Luther King Jr.
Me and my dogs Sammy and Moe. They are both gone now. Another colored pencil and Neocolor on black paper.
Another colored pencil on black paper. This one is from a blurry shot of my daughter. There’s a lot of treasure to be mined from these old photos!
Here’s the photo.
Getting chilly here in NJ. Have a great day!
Wherever I look I find photographs. Boxes of them in closets, albums randomly scattered about…there aren’t many of my father’s mother Dora. I tried to catch how happy they looked in the photo:
I keep gravitating towards the old photos and black paper with colored pencil and Neocolor. Trying to be more diligent about sitting down and drawing every day.
This was before I put a background behind Dora and Joe. I like it a little better like this.
Today was the beginning of the second week at the new office. I did a drawing of Keena and me. We are the front desk receptionists and we got along great from the minute we met.
Things are a little different than just having Howie aka Dr Wilson as a boss. They are a group and have a different protocol. I feel grateful at my age to have the opportunity to use my skills in a medical office at least for a bit longer. It’s a really nice new office too.
I’m going to make a concerted effort to post more. Thanks everyone!
Down at the Jersey shore they used to have these inground trampoline places. My sister and I had never jumped on trampolines and we used to like going. I found a picture of me jumping with my sister in the foreground.
Here’s the photo probably taken by my father. We’ve been going through a lot of stuff and I continually find myself intrigued by old photos. I went through all my colored pencils and arranged them in color order in two containers; also sharpened them. Colored pencil on black paper is a fun way to draw.
“With all their ancient faces like rain-beaten stones”
Gone silent. Unseen.
Dark, cold, hard.
Unchanting verses of stone
through fossilized eyes.
I’ve gone back to Day Three of Jane Dougherty’s Month with Yeats. The references for the drawings were photos of medieval sculptured faces.
And a shadorma for Shadorma November.