Ultra Productivity

Lately I've developed the routine of "Sea Worship" which consists of me spending some lovely time with the ocean each day. I thought up this basic idea Tuesday morning and started working on it that night. I realized while I sketched it that something has been missing from my work for a long time, and it's something I often envy in other illustrators work. I've been missing the doodle quality of purely imagined or remembered images. I am constantly sketching from a subject, a model, a photograph, never do I draw purely from my mind. I was very happy to see that I could :) This first piece is a recollection of my morning with the sea, my little findings, and the peace it all brings.

Today, after finishing the watercolor on this piece I decided to play around some more with my new water color set and imagined self portraits.

This piece is actually creepy to me, It has a definite strangeness. I like it though. One thing I don't do often enough is paint without lines. This was a quick little experiment.

This is a step by step of how I painted myself from imagination and without lines.

I painted these two pieces and really liked them as they were but I felt like they could be much stronger with outlining, but I didn't want to deduct from the imperfections of the watercolor, so I made sure my lines did not perfectly correspond. The final product is something I really really enjoy, I'll certainly be using this technique and style in the future.

These painting/drawings were done right before I got ready to go to "Decadent Desserts" a meet and greet event at New College where I'll be going this fall :) This last drawing was my interpretation of myself at the event :P

And finally, all of the painting didn't fulfill my creative mood so I fashioned this little fancy out of a broken bracelet I made years ago. It's just a fun little impulse project but I was happy to receive a couple compliments on it at the event :P

Here's hoping for another creative day tomorrow, I'm quite happy with today :)

Flourish to Suffer, Suffer to Flourish

It has been too long since my last post. I apologize :( My art tends to suffer when my life flourishes and vis versa, my art flourishes when my life suffers. So technically it's a good sign :P but that doesn't make it any less unproductive. I certainly can't use life as an excuse for lack of creativity. It's not that I haven't been inspired to create, I have, excessively so. I just have been happily busy hence my pens and brushes have not :P but I wrote this little stream of conscious poem yesterday morning. It's no masterpiece, but it's a simple and honest perspective on the struggle for inner/outer peace, consciousness, and the state of our society vs. nature. I decided I needed get back on the blog wagon, so here it is:

I want harmony,

I want stability,

peace

I want meditated action.

But it takes me 20 minutes just to feel my feet are on the ground

and I can't even say what the ground is.

I'm touching curious nature,

standing on lost soil.

I'm breathing air so questionable,

that my lungs must concentrate to know that it is air.

I have feet with bones I've never seen,

and I wonder if they're there.

My taste is numbed by the salt I pour,

grain, after grain, after gram

curious nature

not nature at all.

If you are what you eat,

I know not what I am.

Feel, Breathe, Consume.

And in my ears vibrations pour

from everywhere at once.

And even in the quiet

I'm hearing far too much.

Because silence can never be

The world itself must cease to exist

to rid this cacaphony.

My sight, as I have often said, has far too much to see.

I'm dizzy from dimension.

Vision is blinding me.