living with an illustration addiction
Not sure how I feel about this piece…maybe the girls are too close to be so small or something? Comments welcome : ) I just thought double trouble and what came to mind were these two creepy-twin-eyeless-girls. Why a young girl would be walking through the woods at night with a book I don’t know…but she is feeling a little threatened and rightly so!
I thought I’d post these long overdue photos of the Alice in Wonderland Show (Koken Art factory) . The first show I felt like I had something to submit to! It was a nice experience to see my work displayed although I must say it was not a show stopper with the likes of painted women walking around and large scale oil paintings of the mad hatter. Still nice.
This couple of pals came about while sketching last week and I just had to see them in color. I am thinking about doing a series of the two doing different things together…climbing trees, listening to records(yes, records) and eating ice cream. He looks funny and kind, like you’d want an imaginary friend to be.
I didn’t have one. I did however believe fully and completely that there was an entire magical world beyond Texas, thanks to Labrynth and Legend(tell me some of you have seen this)and other creepy eighties movies. I had a unicorn club with two other friends(it was exclusive)who also believed that unicorns existed(we were cool). My parents perpetuated this in the worst way-feeding into all these beliefs and in some cases actually creating evidence which led me to believe that I was experiencing the magic. 
This week: Diary. Well, i never really kept a diary growing up. i would get them and start whole-heartedly writing daily…until about a week later when i gave up, or forgot or decided i didn’t like something i wrote in a previous entry and would have to forfeit all knowledge of myself. You see, I have a scary belief about writing so truthfully…someone may someday read it. That alone has scared me into thinking I must write only things that I wouldn’t mind someone else reading. Stupid, I know…especially since people like Anne Frank exist. Every time I think about her, or see her photograph(she resembles my mother) I feel sorrow and I am all at once proud and ashamed to be human. So, in her honor i spent an hour drawing her lovingly from my favorite snapshot. She is so happy and her hair is flipping in every which way. What a brave diary she wrote. 
I am realizing it is just going to have to happen. I must “go digital”. Relax. Actual paper, brushes, paint etc will always take the cake in my book. But, if I don’t jump on full force I will be left far behind.
There is so much to learn. I must incorporate some texture…next time.
My translation of “ripple” . I guess I’m a little obsessed with hair. It is so enjoyable to draw. Lines of any kind, actually.
It has been such a long time since I have posted a thought I am literally bursting at the seams with thoughts to share. School is officially out and that leaves me with more time to….well, do everything I have put off. I have been working on a lot of new pieces. Much to my dismay these pieces lack a certain something and I find myself in a place of frustation. It is my goal this summer(all two months of it) to draw and journal daily and to attempt Illustration Friday every week. If you had an art school experience at some time it is a hard transition to go from weekly critiques to no comments. You doubt every move you make(at least I do) and some connection i needed with other artistics. Where are you? If you live in St. Louis I haven’t found you yet.
Well, I did not get too much when thinking about strength. I guess I haven’t had much of my own lately. This little guy has taken on some little pine cones. That takes guts and gusto.
It was all the rage, that hollow hair. You should try it. Once your hair is hollow you can put all sorts of things in it.
My first attempt at an illustration done in Photoshop. It was a nice experience…all 60 minutes of it. Usually it would take me a couple of nights after the kids go to bed to finish something like this. I must say it does lack the sort of hand done appeal I love but that is probably due to my lack of Photoshop coloring knowledge! I am wondering if I should place a background color in there?
I drew her a while ago…probably after looking at Benjamin Lacombe’s amazing and aww inspiring images. She looks frail. She probably doesn’t eat much and she likes to stay up late, in very expensive clothing.