Wednesday, July 23, 2008
I'm tired of paint. I love it but I'm tired. It's not so much the smell or the fact that once it's on you you have to scrub pretty good to get it out. I think I'm more tired of the cleaning up after working every time.
I found myself doodling on my tablet tonight without thought or definite purpose. a third of the way through the drawing I hit upon it. So, here's my idea of aging open for your own interpretation.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Even though I should be working on my commissions I felt the itch to do something other than paint. Last night I was inspired by one of my myspace artist friends who has a rather Picasso-esque effect to his work. This was done on watercolor paper because I like the texture that appears when pencil or charcoal is used.
When I look of this I think of insanity. Someone who once may have had it all but lost everyone and everything until the last thing to go was his mind.