Monday, 30 August 2010

Unfortunately not moving...

This week's Illustration Friday prompt is immovable. Hey, how appropriate.

I'm stuck.

You might notice if you scroll down that I haven't done the last couple of IF prompts, and that most of August's posts have consisted of weirdness from my mixed media book. There's a reason.

There's something that I need to do, and I'm stuck.

Not uninspired, no. In fact, I know what I want to do, I have more than a few ideas about how to accomplish it, I have the materials now (that was my excuse for a little while, but I can't use it anymore), it's a time-sensitive project, and I'M STUCK.

And getting very, very frustrated with myself. Which, of course, doesn't help a person get unstuck.

Sigh.

It's amazing how immovable a very light piece of drawing equipment can be when it puts its mind to it, you know? Here's hoping that posting this gives me the kick in the backside that I so obviously need.

Tuesday, 17 August 2010

More "art"!!!

Apparently I'm not doing an Illustration Friday doodle this week. Weird, because I had an idea immediately and I have the materials sitting beside me right now. As they have been for days...

Ah well, I suppose a person can't help her moods.

In lieu of that, then, here's another page from what's increasingly becoming the world's most pointless sketchbook (it may just have to move over to my more appropriately titled other blog, come to think of it). This was cardstock that was scribbled over with felt pens, sliced into triangles with a guillotine, and then glued down in a randomish spiral. I was going to cover it with something else after that, but I decided I kind of like it this way so this way it stayed.

Which is, I guess, the point.

So it has a point after all? Ok then.



Oh, and the exclamation points in the title? No reason. No reason at all. Pointless points.

Monday, 9 August 2010

Maple Leaf in pen and ink

Mostly just because I've been a little lazy about sketching this past couple of weeks.

Incidentally... the maple leaf, that well-known Canadian symbol, isn't even found in a fairly large portion of Canada. Oh, they have lots of Sugar Maples in the east, of course, and granted that's where the country started, but around here the closest thing you're going to find is Manitoba Maple, whose leaves are barely recognisable as maple leaves and which is known better as Box Elder by quite a few people anyway. And which isn't even native here but has escaped from boulevard plantings.

Um, anyway. I have absolutely nothing against maple leaves -- I think they're great, really -- but I find it mildly amusing that something I've only seen twice (maybe three times) in my lifetime is what many of you would think about when I say I'm Canadian.

Source picture courtesy of Smudgers, who is my Ontario-based co-conspirator on the other blog.

Sunday, 8 August 2010

The gesso is getting out of hand

Or on hand, or something.

I started out applying it with a brush like a good girl, but more and more I'm finding myself making a big, goopy, textural fingerpainting mess.

Who knew when I started this silly book that my big discovery would be that gesso is fun? Especially when you stop thinking about how it's supposed to be used...

I guess I really am a not-so-secret five-year-old.

And my sketchbook is getting les and less closeable.

Saturday, 7 August 2010

Caged in... stuff, I guess

This week's Illustration Friday prompt is caged. Apparently the little modelling clay men have fallen afoul of the play-doh blobs for some reason...

IF's site appears to be a bit gibbled right now, so I haven't been able to upload this yet. I'll try to remember to do it later.

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Edited to say: ok, it's posted now. Being posted doesn't make it any less weird, of course...

Tuesday, 3 August 2010

Monday, 2 August 2010

Fake garden in pen and ink

This week's Illustration Friday prompt is artificial, and I haven't yet managed to get around to what I wanted to do for it because I was busy with something else. The something else may or may not get posted here, depending on what happens with it. Anyway, just in case I don't finish the thing I wanted to post for the prompt here's a sketchbook page on the same idea. I'll add to this post later if I have another version.

I've had an artificial garden of houseplants from the first day I lived on my own. Literally from the first day -- I made sure I had a plant in my university dorm room, even. The plant in the doodle is from about a year later, since it was purchased for my first apartment. It's getting old for a plant in a pretty tiny pot.

Some might wonder how this all fits into artificial, but when you think about it it's pretty darned artificial to take a plant from a totally different climate, stick it in a confined space, and train it to scheduled watering and feeding.

It's a form of artificial I'd really miss if it didn't work, though. My small apartment is currently shared with five in-house plants (ten if you count the amaryllises that are outside for the summer) and a whack of things out on the balcony. I guess you could say that I need an artificial garden to feel at home.
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