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Begonia leaf – graphite and colored pencil in sketchbook
The Husband and I recently went to see the band Kansas at the Thomas Wolfe arena in Asheville. As we were driving to the venue we ran into some friends.
US: We are going to see Kansas.
Them: Asheville gets the best bands…40 years later.
I wasn’t expecting much, but Kansas was actually pretty good. As we left the Husband said “They sounded as good as they did on my 8 track cassettes!”
I’m still taking the “nature’s notebook” botanical drawing class. I just started an oil painting class. I haven’t touched oil paint since the mid seventies which is interesting because I was only a toddler in the mid-seventies. 🙂
We did our first painting, above, as an exercise in looking at values. We used one color and white. I used burnt umber and copied a still life from Chardin, suggested by the teacher who is big into the old masters and which auto-correct wants to change to chardonnay. Perhaps if I had some chardonnay while painting, it would have been easier, but I am not entirely displeased with the result.
I have not been neglecting my watercolors. Above is a picture of Miss Lucy from St. Croix with a reference kindly supplied by Bonnie Luria, formerly of St. Croix and now comfortably settled into Asheveille, NC.
Happy 4th of July everyone. (And even if you don’t celebrate it as a holiday, it’s still the 4th of July and I hope it’s happy for you.) Thanks for looking.
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.