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Lest you think I’ve been hiding in my apartment wishing this winter would end without doing any painting, you’d be partially right. I have a very bad case of S.A.D. (seasonal affective disorder). Although like most things, I’m doing nothing about it but complaining. And painting.
I finished a number of paintings:
Then I completed this painting:
And finally I finished this painting:
The Olympics are on TV seemingly everywhere, all the time, non-stop. Instead I’m watching a TV show about how the Beatles changed America. Their first American televised live performance was on the Ed Sullivan Show on Sunday night, February 9, 1964. Fifty years ago today. Remember?
In case you don’t remember, they sang:
- “All My Loving”
- “Till There Was You”
- “She Loves You”
- “I Saw Her Standing There”
- “I Want to Hold Your Hand”
Beach scene from Paint My Photo – photo courtesy of Karina Robin
Winter. I’m tired of it. And what is the polar vortex? I thought it was just called winter? Since I was too tired and too cold to join the NYC Urban Sketchers today I decided to stay home, watch watercolor videos on you tube and play with my watercolors. Using a watercolor sketchbook given to me by my nephews, I did this beach scene using a limited palette, no more than 2 washes and no drawing first. I’d like to be there right now.
I moved on to this dog, again courtesy of Paint My Photo using ESP’s photo. No drawing first, only using a few colors and a few washes. He looks a little sad. Why do all my painted dogs look sad?
And finally I did every watercolorists’ favorite subject. Pears. I did sketch the shape of the pears, but again used a limited palette and not many washes.
I’m off to do some weight lifting. My friend Christine and I were talking about how we can’t remember things anymore and she told me about how weightlifting helps to stave off Alzheimer’s. And I hear curls keep you warm.
I started another cityscape, pictured here and already I don’t like it. I think it’s because I’m cranky. I tend to get crankier than normal in the winter months. You may insert The Husband’s eyeroll here. He will say I am cranky year round. I will work on the painting some more and hopefully I will like it better. At least I still get to put graffiti on the buildings. That’s the best way to be a vandal. Virtually.
This is a portrait my friend Carlene did of me. I think it’s great. My eyes are a little too big, but at least they don’t have bags under them like my real eyes do. I think that’s also why I’m cranky. I’m getting old. Today in my spam folder I got an email about cellulite. Talk about timing. And here I was just thinking about going to the gym.
Finally, here is my cousin’s new puppy, Frankee. He’s a 5 month old coon hound mix. He was rescued from North Shore Animal League and he is an absolute delight. He doesn’t care about the bags under my eyes. He kisses me anyway. Yay for dogs. They are the best.
This painting turned out to be a very late Christmas present for The Husband. It’s not quite finished, but finished enough to post. Just like my hot air balloon painting that I was going to leave alone and then I didn’t which is here. My pooch looks a little sad because we were up at my sister’s house and that’s where we usually leave her if we go on vacation. She gets to play with her cousin Gus the golden retriever and always has fun, but I think she has a little anxiety when we first arrive thinking we are going to leave her.
My old dog who we would also leave with my sister when we went on vacation would sit and stare at the front door of her house resulting in my mother once declaring she thought my dog was “a little disturbed.”
We had a wonderful holiday season made extra fun by the kids in our family. One 4 1/2 year-old niece who is a fan of Doc McStuffins (a Disney cartoon doctor) got a child’s medical bag as a gift and proceeded to give everyone check ups and diagnoses. One of my favorite diagnosis was when she told my brother-in-law he had “two inches of allergies.” Achoo!
My biggest faux pas of the season was sending gifts to my family in Alaska with the wrong address. They took forever to get there only to be “returned to sender.” Ugh. I’m still waiting to get them back so I can resend them. Merry President’s Day!
The new year in NYC brings a new mayoral administration and possible changes in my job. I don’t know exactly what they will be, but I hope they won’t be too stressful. I plan to eat better, following a “real food” diet. I also plan to do more exercise, draw and paint more and I swear, this year I will learn to speak Spanish!
I’m already exhausted.
Necesito una siesta! Happy New Year everyone.
Mountain exercise that I did once before here: http://carolking.wordpress.com/2009/09/03/the-human-family-tree-and-6-degrees-of-kevin-bacon/ . Wet in wet and lots of fun.
Annie the Beagle mix
Rescued today and brought to her forever home in New Hampshire by my friends Rob and Diane.
Audrey and Roberta – two kittens rescued last weekend by my friend Judy
Anyone who knows me knows I’m really not a puppies and kittens and rainbows and unicorns kinda person. But this weekend I got to meet and love Audrey and Roberta the kittens and Annie the puppy. What a weekend!
No rainbows, but what country has a unicorn as its national animal? Nicola? Can you answer that for us?
This particular buzzfeed article made me laugh. 6 castles that cost less than NYC apartments http://www.buzzfeed.com/benrosen/6-castles-that-cost-less-than-an-apartment-in-nyc
Again, if you see an ad on this post, it’s not cause I agreed to it. Grrrr. Wordpress!
The mountains were a wet in wet technique I did with Joan of the famed subway series. When I need to get back to basics I know where to go.
(The answer is Scotland.)
I showed the final painting to a few people before this post and not one, not two, but THREE people told me it reminded them of the Flintstones’ house. Fred and Wilma, I’ve renovated your place. You’re welcome.
A while back I got a box of Quinacridone colors from Daniel Smith. I’ve used them on occasion, but decided to do a test of all of them on watercolor paper to see all the colors together since many of them are similar. Here they are in all their Quin Glory. I had started the painting at the top using some regular watercolors, but decided to add some of these colors to the mix. I like the splash of Quin Pink in the bottom left corner of the painting.
And again, for no reason, here’s another picture of my dog. Hey, get off the bed!
Carroll Street water tower – 101/2 ” by 14″ – watercolor on Masa Paper
June was one of the wettest on record here in NYC. I think it rained every day. July was one of the hottest with temps in the 90′s and with the humidity making it feel like it’s in the 100′s. And don’t even get me started on what it feels like down on the subway platforms. I feel like I’ve been damp (a nicer word than sweaty) for two months. Apparently you can’t use the word moist since a study showed that people HATE that word. I never had a problem with moist especially when it’s paired with the word “cake”.
Well, I guess I’m mad for masa now. I so enjoyed the first one I did here that I immediately started a second one.
Here’s what it looked like after I toned the masa paper, drew the image and laid down the first washes.
I’ve already got another piece toned and ready to go. Using the masa paper and toning it first is allowing me to be freer with colors. Once the paper is toned you now must work with the toned paper and sometimes colors aren’t where you’d expect them to be since you are toning the back of the paper.
a strong red that is deeper than geranium, yellower and deeper than geranium red, and bluer and deeper than average cherry red
How did I know that? I was looking something up on the merriam-webster on-line dictionary and came across 10 definitions of colors. http://www.merriam-webster.com/top-ten-lists/top-10-words-for-unusual-colors/vermilion.html Now really, would you describe vermillion that way? It almost sucks the life out of the color!
And for no reason, here’s a picture of my dog.
Thank goodness we survived the Mayan Apocalypse. I, for one, was not that worried. I’m more worried about global warming. One time in Mexico The Husband and I visited the Mayan ruins in Chichen Itza. It was so hot I told my husband no wonder they performed human sacrifices. It was probably just to get out of the heat.
Madonna and child. With Dog (mine)
This of course has nothing to do with Christmas 2012. I’m just rambling. So back to the matter at hand. If you celebrate Christmas, Merry Christmas! If you don’t, happy winter solstice, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanza, Happy Festivus and a very happy New Year to all.
Thank you for visiting this blog, commenting and/or “liking”.
Here’s to a Happy, Healthy 2013 to you all.
Saturday’s require me to be upstate to clean out my mom’s condo with the siblings. When Alice told me she wouldn’t be available until about noon because she and her youngest son, Jack, 18, were taking a drawing class together I decided to get in on the action. Our homework last week was to do a drawing of a dog or cat. Of course we chose to draw our dogs. I drew Kaiya, the barfing dog who hates the car and they drew their dog Angus aka “Gus”. Here are the results:
Here’s Alice’s drawing of Gus The Golden Retriever:
And here’s Jack’s drawing of Gus as a puppy:
The class has been great fun for the three of us. It makes Saturday’s task of cleaning out the condo much easier after two hours of drawing.
On another note, this morning on “Sunday Morning” there was a story of a woman who did a “painting” of The Last Supper using dryer lint! WHAT? Were they kidding?
Sadly, they were not.
And she had big plans for more pieces of lint art. Bigger, Bolder, Lintier pieces of lint art. While I laughed and laughed while watching the segment, this lint artist had the last laugh when they reported that she had sold the Dryer Lint Last Supper for $12,000. That shut me up as I ran to the dryer to clean out the lint trap.
What to do with my hand-made paper from last weekend?
Make a book. Kind of appropriate since the paper was made from old library catalog cards.
The bookmaking weekend (not the kind of bookmaking that involves illegal activities) started off with the barfing dog knocking me over with her svelte 98 lb body. She was just so happy to be in the country with her cousin Gus the golden retriever that she ran right into me knocking me into the side of my sister’s house. I immediately self medicated.
This book was made using about 7 pieces of the hand-made paper folded in half and attached using some binding strips cut from the paper and then sewing into each folded piece (signature).
Now the question is, what do I do with my book? I don’t think the paper is good for watercolor. Maybe for journaling? I can write down all the random stuff I think about. Like why when someone shows you a picture on their phone, it’s not just one picture. It the modern equivalent of someone taking out their wallet to show you a picture of their kid (dog, cat, car) and as their wallet opens, a 7 foot plastic accordion of photos falls out. You know you’re gonna be there a long time.
Why can’t I get enough chocolate?
Why is everyone reading “The girl with the dragon tattoo?”
A friend of my sister’s was showing me his accordion of photos on his Blackberry when he got to a photo he called “girl wearing totally inappropriate clothing for her body type”. I asked if that was Stieg Larsson’s 4th book. We laughed and laughed.