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sea lion on the rocks 6-9-13SOLD

sealion on the rocks WIP 6-2-13

Galapagos Sea Lion – 1/4 sheet arches 140 # coldpress

I was going to call this painting “sea lion on the rocks” but I thought it sounded too much like a cocktail.  What are the ingredients for a Sea Lion On The Rocks?  Here ya go:

Kingdom: Animalia
Phylum: Chordata
Subphylum: Vertebrata
Class: Mammalia
Order: Carnivora
Suborder: Caniformia
Superfamily: Pinnipedia
Family: Otariidae
Subfamily: Otariinae

Add a little ice and voila!

I liked my Sandy Sea Lion and my Galapagos vacation so much that I wanted to do another painting of those adorable creatures.  Sea lions are usually very light brown to very dark brown but when wet they can look black.  This one must have come out of the water  not long before we came upon her lounging in the sun because as she started to dry she got lighter on her head and neck.

As I started drawing the sea lion on the rocks it was really hard to get her face. To me she had the face of a puppy and the body of a sea lion. Maybe I created a new mythical creature.  Like the griffin which is a legendary creature with the body, tail, and back legs of a lion; the head and wings of an eagle; and an eagle’s talons as its front feet.That’s why I need a cryptozoologist.  To help me make famous this newly discovered puppy-lion.

cryp·to·zo·ol·o·gy

[krip-toh-zoh-ol-uh-jee] noun – the study of evidence tending to substantiate the existence of, or the search for, creatures whosereported existence is unproved, as the Abominable Snowman or the Loch Ness monster.

Hopefully by next week she will look more like a sea lion and less like a mythical creature.

Sandy Sea Lion 3-17-2013Sandy sea lion – Galapagos on 140# Arches coldpress  SOLD

My niece called me last week and asked me if I wanted to go to a meditation class.  Of course I said yes.  I need me some meditation to get over my anxiety.  So we went to Tibet House on W. 15th Street in Manhattan.  The woman leading the class had studied meditation in India since the mid-70’s.   As she talked I was relaxed and started to nod off a little since this was a weeknight.  Finally she said we would start the meditation and to close our eyes and focus on our breath.   THE SECOND the meditation started, I couldn’t sit still.  My ankle hurt.  My shoulder hurt, my arms wanted to flail about.  I was as wiggly in my seat as a little kid in church.   I opened my eyes and looked around.  Everyone seemed so serene.  I wanted to stand up and run around. After it was over I asked my niece how she did.  She was ok, but instead of focusing on her breath she was focused on her heart pounding from the 4 pm medium coffee she had. We did a second meditation and I was a little better.   My favorite part of the leader’s talk was when she spoke about the benefits of meditation.  And how Americans always want to know what is the shortest amount of time one needs to meditate to get the maximum benefit. It’s approximately 20 minutes a day.

Now as you all know, I have had the title of THE TIREDEST PERSON WHO EVER LIVED for many years.  My husband marvels at my 4 hour-long power-naps.   I remember John who was on our Galapagos trip.  That man had more energy in his little finger than I have ever had in my whole life.  I wonder why?   Maybe I’ll go meditate on it.  Right after my nap.

The sea-lion is coming along but I want to do a little more to him.  He needs his whiskers.  I masked out the sea-lion and rocks and flicked white gouache with a tooth-brush to make the sand.  I went back with some Payne’s gray and other blues  and a bit of raw sienna and flicked that on top of the white.  I was going to try salt for the texture, but forgot to buy it.  Maybe next time.

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