It’s Not What We See – It’s What We Feel
Seven months and 25 days ago I almost made one of the biggest mistakes of my life. Thank goodness I didn’t succumb to my irrational fears about taking a drawing class at the age of 50. I thought the class…
Category My Artists Journey
And Now For Something Completely Different
I like to joke with my friend Kathy and say that I’m her “roadie.” After she introduced me to the art of making paper I’ve enjoyed two sessions of creating hand made paper, a workshop on the craft of making…
Never in a Million Years
A few weeks ago my friend Kathy asked if I could help her demonstrate the art of making paper for the Princeton Arts Council. I had no idea what to expect and didn’t even think to ask. She needed the…
The Art of Creating and Misunderstanding Creating Art
I’ve been doing some experimenting lately – sort of letting myself go “out on a limb.” which isn’t something I’m necessarily prone to do. I’d have to say, I think I may start going out on the proverbial limb a…
From Real Life
It’s interesting to think about some advice I received about drawing. “It’s better to draw from real life, not from a photograph, and not from memory.” I’m not sure I agree. From my perspective, my drawings are more free and…
Dip, Dip, Dip…Shake, Shake, Shake…Make Some Paper…
How lucky for me that Kathy had so much extra pulp she organized another papermaking open studio! I was hooked after the first five minutes of the Wednesday session and was thrilled when I got the email about another opportunity.…
My Renaissance Morning
My life has been a whirlwind lately and outside of taking gorgeous pictures at the lake, I haven’t had much time for the artsy side of me. My friend Kim must have somehow known that I needed both a respite…
You Can’t Always Erase a Mistake, but You Can Find a Way to Blend it In
A few weeks ago I wrote about my experience in drawing a pine cone and how difficult it was to make the shape transform from the outline of a soft rose into the hard but delicate shells that protect the…
Mother’s Day Flowers
I’m not usually one to do this, but I’m going to write a bit about my very ordinary but extraordinary afternoon. After finishing the things in my life that ‘needed’ to be done I decided to take the afternoon off…
Its a Matter of Perspective
A few weeks ago I used the word petrified to describe how I felt on the first day of my drawing class, perched on the edge of my stool and facing an easel and an 18 x 24 sheet of…