Tag: portraiture
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Pfft
The reference photo for this sketch is a picture of gentle serenity, and I sketched this while a man spent six hours repeatedly mowing the same small, tiny, patch of grass with a petrol lawnmower, so I think I definitely translated my mood into the sketch. Til the morn, Suzanne 191/200
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Self Portait
Late last night I got a blast of inspiration and started prepping a canvas for today. I did say yesterday that my six little canvases might end up shunted again soon. I heard someone referring to this as ‘simmering’ and I suppose that’s a nicer way to put it, it’s definitely more constructive than ‘shunted’…
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Pot, Pottering and Portrait
I painted and pottered for several hours today, working in my sketchbook, and also carrying on with my six little canvases. All six now have gel transfers of the odd little face motif from one of my drawings, and I’ll start painting them tomorrow, unless my brain takes me off in some other direction, which…
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Blue Woman
This orange background has been sitting in my stash for a short age, and then today I added more stencilling around the edge, and added this sitting figure that I am enjoying just now. She isn’t finished, but I know what I want to do next, and I’ll let that be my starting place tomorrow.…
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Art Graf Kneadable Putty
I spent a lot of time sorting and tidying in my art spaces today, and it’s a good way to get in amongst things and rediscover supplies that haven’t been touched for a while. It’s definitely part of the creative process, because it’s all about setting the scene for intuitive creativity. One thing I came…
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Monday Postcard
I spent some time swatching colours today, and mixing with a limited palette, and I also got stuck in with three gel plates rotating for a bit, but my favourite postcard from today is this sketch. Til the morn, Suzanne 184/200
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Dour Mood
Til the morn, Suzanne 179/200
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RIP
The northern lights came last night, and I felt that was a sign that my dear, sweet Murphy’s time was close. My parents messaged me to say he’s had a bad day yesterday, and they didn’t think he was there anymore, so when the aurora showed, it felt like a message. He will be going…
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Sunday Splash
I love watercolours. I hate watercolours. I love watercolours. I don’t know how to use watercolours. I know how to use watercolours, I just don’t practise. I have a Let’s Face It class from months ago that is haunting me. I really want to nail it, but it is just not happening. The artist is…
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Critic Versus Paintbrush
The remnants of my recent migraine were crawling around my brain today, combined with not enough sleep brought on by staying up too late last night watching art YouTube and wondering if I am going to go on the rollercoaster that is the learning curve of making vlogs. I’m not sure if it’s me, really.…
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By The Sea
I spent some time today doing another two colour play exercise, but this time I chose my colours. I didn’t enjoy it as much as yesterday, and although I mixed some nice colours, I wasn’t feeling the interplay between a transparent paint and an opaque one. Not today. It was a fun warm up exercise,…
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Monday
I just wasn’t feeling it today at all. It’s not surprising, and I am not going to be hard on myself, because the world is overwhelming just now for those of us who are paying attention. I did do art, even though I just couldn’t settle down to anything, but it felt like a desperate…
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