Daily Draw – April 16

Today is Easter, a celebration of resurrection, all that is green and verdant is returning to life.  Those of you who are following the blog, know that this has been a rough winter for me.  I lost faith in my ability to re-bloom, but through good counseling, good medicine, and a good art practice, I made it.  I know now I will grow stronger again.

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Resurrection

Yesterday, I drew and painted a portrait of a 9 year old girl I mentor.  She was in a bad mood, but I drew her as she as if she wasn’t.  She was wearing a pink shirt with hearts on it.  I didn’t try to capture her perfectly, just a pretty picture to cheer her up.  She approved, but said, I wasn’t smiling.  I told her that artists can see to the smile inside her, however slight.

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Her Many Hearts

I’m drawing daily to help manage depression, long-term disability, and life in general. If you’d like to see the beginning of this project, you can see it here. You can also follow me through WordPress or on Facebook.

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Daily Draw – April 13

I did some test paintings on Arches paper, trying to decide if I like cold or hot press more.  The first one is on hot press paper.  I used ink for the drawing and granulating pigments for background and hair.

Her Rosy Future
Her Rosy Future

The next was on cold press paper using the same pigments, and others, and I did the outlines in pencil:

She followed her own light
She followed her own light

I wanted particularly to see the difference it made in creating smooth skin tones and background washes.

I like the way the background colors settled more in the cold press paper but I liked the way the ink flowed smoothly on the hot press.  The skin tones seemed to settle smoothly enough of on both.

I  realize these are different paintings, but do you have any opinions or preferences?  Does one seem to have richer colors than the other?

Thanks in advance for your comments.

I’m drawing daily to help manage depression, long-term disability, and life in general. If you’d like to see the beginning of this project, you can see it here. You can also follow me through WordPress or on Facebook.

Your thoughts and shares are appreciated

Daily Draw – April 12

It’s my 60th day of practicing the daily draw/paint, so I did a self portrait.  I woke up this morning feeling light-hearted.  Over the week-end, I processed some lingering emotions over a heartbreak by writing a letter, and today I woke up with pleasant memories of things I did with that person.

I’m letting go.  I’m getting lighter.  My field of vision is not as clouded and I can celebrate life again.

In working on paintings of my ancestors and my children, I’ve felt a sense of connection.  The energy and color of the past passing through me and onto my children.

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I contain multitudes of color

Acceptance of things past, dreams of the future  — heartbreak and healing and growth — that’s the stuff of life.

I’m drawing daily to help manage depression, long-term disability, and life in general. If you’d like to see the beginning of this project, you can see it here. You can also follow me through WordPress or on Facebook.

Your thoughts and shares are appreciated

Waking Up the Body with Matthew Sanford

I’m reblogging this review because I wanted to share the wisdom of creating a healing story and working to transcend the limits of the body:

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Among other things, I am re-reading the book Waking by Matthew Sanford.  It’s such a gift to those of us who have paralyzed parts — it gives me such a profound respect for the parts of my body that aren’t working, and also for the struggles I’ve had to endure in my family life.  
I have seen several wonderful photographic images lately of flowers wilting and losing their leaves, but I always want there to be one more image — that of the seed growing.  It comes clearer to me as I observe and experience life that with every change there is a new beginning.  Sometimes it’s excruciating to get from one phase of life to the next — and you never look the same.  But if you hold on to your soul, you will arrive.  I hang on to all my bad experiences, not out of bitterness anymore, but…

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