I love drawing people in coffee shops, parks, and other places where they can be counted on to sit still for 5 or 10 minutes. The more double chins, bulbous noses, lines, wrinkles and unusual hair they have, the more interesting they are to draw. Until recently challenged in a sketching course I am taking, it had not occurred to me to draw my own face nor to find it as intriguing as I found ... continue reading...
The Rules of Art – A Four Year Old’s Perspective
When my granddaughter comes to visit she is happy to draw, cut, and tape paper together for an hour or so. I love her self assurance. We draw together and she is slightly impatient with me if I ponder too long, studying what is in front of me. “Just draw it like this, Gram”, she says. She works confidently, without questioning her results. Perfection is not an issue. If she doesn't like ... continue reading...
Delighting in Chaos
I've had the privilege of visiting with my daughter and her lovely family this spring. Each day, with a newborn and a two year old, bustles at a pace that I have not experienced for some time. Although I once managed three children, aged five and under, I have long since taken my uninterrupted mornings occupied with writing, reflecting, listening and creating for granted. Don’t get me ... continue reading...
Winter Blues
I’ve been dormant for a couple of months. Generally, I take pleasure in observing what is humorous and kind and lovely, but at times I am smothered with an illusion of struggle and my focus shifts. I hardly notice that I’m scrutinizing my life, expecting to unearth chunks of resistance and opposition that I think have to be trimmed away before I can produce anything worthwhile. I meander ... continue reading...
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