Showing posts with label India ink sketch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label India ink sketch. Show all posts

Sunday, December 06, 2009

Sunday Morning Sketch

In this drawing I am trying to find something lost. A perception; a route; a way of understanding. From my book of doodle drawings, where I allow myself more freedom, less restraint. A poesis drawing - word painting.



DaphneDragonSeaWoman, 2009, 8"x11", 21.5cmx28cm, India ink on archival paper. Finished painting here. Click on image for larger size.

What is written down the side:
...

In the myth of the Daphne
with the dragon
seed pod and the
pelts in the
water of the
women swimming
tangle of lace
of trees, fur over
bone, sky of Seine,
jungle of painted
wood carved
into the new Aceh, gleaming
city washed by the
tsunami. Do dragon seeds
give
birth to
dragons
or to
dreams?

...

woman who is
the mast who is the
boat who is the trees
around whom the sky

...

There is a closet in the corner of my living room that has a full bookcase in front of most of it. That bookcase has to be emptied, felt strips attached to the bottom along with appliance wheels if they work, the closet has to be emptied, re-organized, bags of clothes collected for the Diabetes association (which will pick up since I don't have a car), and I've left it long enough for the pile to only grow. Today I determined to tackle 'the corner closet.' Only what I really wanted to do was draw.

Above is my simple morning sketch. Having thrown a tidbit to the wildcreativewoman in me (lol:)), now I shall deal with that corner.

Onto emptying a bookcase!

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Friday, October 09, 2009

India Ink Sketch - Tea Ceremony




A sketch, in ink - I know, seriously, I'm too lazy to use pencil first. She's not 'pretty' but older I'd say. Once I colour and do whatever she won't look like this so I thought I'd share an early moment.

I didn't finish the patterns of her kimono on all the fabric. The rising from the earth, the rockface I mentioned in my last post, that sense of the Canadian Shield, the Precambrian rock, this is what I wanted to convey. Leaving some of the fabric without pattern seemed to emphasize this quality in the overall shape of the composition. I mean, along with the grace and delicacy of an important spiritual and social ritual - the tea ceremony.


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