Sooooo…. I certainly haven’t mastered this concept yet. I was trying to follow a tutorial, but there’s a lot that isn’t coming natural to me with this. Still, you can tell it’s leaves.

A 365 day art project… one drawing a day
Sooooo…. I certainly haven’t mastered this concept yet. I was trying to follow a tutorial, but there’s a lot that isn’t coming natural to me with this. Still, you can tell it’s leaves.

Artist Trading Cards… 2 1/2×3 1/2 inches. Treehouses. The fronts, top and right using daniel smith paints, bottom left using qor…

The backs… one unfinished, the school house uses Jane davenport mermaid watercolor markers (they are really a waterbased color in a waterbrush) Vivid colors, difficult for me to control, and they lift off a bit too easily, but quite fun. I think they’d be great for something larger, especially art journal pages, or calligraphy. The country store uses daniel smith.

Oh, and about halfway through I found this gift from my newfoundland dog dripping off my table right in front of me. I don’t know how I didn’t get slimed. Don’t get a newfie if you can’t handle the Sloober. He’s not allowed in my studio alone, but he snuck in a bit earlier. Obviously. That Sloober would literally be there in a week if I hadn’t removed it… looking like a thick shiny… dried… disgusting hangy thingy… I tried it once just to see. Ugh.

A quick sunflower sketch (because all I ever have time for any more is quick!) for a card… I hope to add a little color tomorrow.

AGHHHHH!!!!! I MISSED A DAY!!! Oh, bad word. Well… I’ll add one at the end or something. I’ve added something I painted on day 263 just so you have something to look at while you contemplate my defeat.

A quick sketch before my head hits the pillow… I REALLY just want to nod off, but… ONLY BECAUSE I’m accountable through this blog… I’m going to at least try something quick. I liked watching this dude walking down the street, huge bouquet in one hand, staring at his phone the whole time. He was like something out of a movie.
In Annapolis, I surreptitiously took a lot of shots of people that looked interesting to me. Not in a creepy way. Although it sounds like it now. This lady was on a corner across the street from us. Emmett was mesmerized by her companions. And I by her easy way of walking and the little slouch she had. She looked very urban to me.
So it’s after 1am and I had a long (not difficult, but long) day… after a fun first birthday party for the grandson, I came home to THIS… (only it was all strewn across the floor. And wet with newfie slobber)

One of my first “good” sketchbooks (see the black torn cover and nicely gnawed pages? I really loved that one) and a few favorite paintings torn up by my loving and faithful puppy. 😦 My fault for leaving them out, but I thought they were safe up on the 4 foot tall counter. My favorite flower painting, too, which I should have framed, I guess, instead of taking it up to have a couple prints made. My day was work, then party, this traumatic discovery, hours more work at the computer (the kind this is never properly accomplished) And now I’m exhausted and don’t feel like creating anything. A quick sketch of the birthday boy is all I felt up to, and it does look like a child, but doesn’t look like HIM. Well at least I did SOMETHING and Tomorrow is Another Day! Maybe in the morning I can tell what’s not quite accurate about it.
