Archive for June, 2011
Art Journaling Every Day is keeping me on my toes and a number of journals in play. This is one of my favorite pages to date. The background is water color spritzed while wet, causing the runs. The cityscapes are collaged on with painted pages from a Korean textbook and some Thai newspapers. I gessoed the inner part for a writing area. This is the page where all the happy accidents came together with the running paints suggesting a polluted sky that would result from some industrial city, say some industrial Chinese city where coal powerd much of the industry.
Following Julie Fei-Fan Balzer in her Face-a-Day project. This week I really did manage to tone down the background enough to be with my daily Flower -a-day project. Now if I could just get the blogging to keep up with the daily flower.
I started out meaning to draw some California Poppies as I have planted them all over my yard this year. However, I got distracted by a group of other poppies and ended up drawing them. I am noticing how much drawing the flowers has me looking more intently at the flowers I do see. I am trying to look at flowers out in the fields where I run, and then draw wildflowers. This leads to looking at the domestic flowers more closely too. If I wasn’t already in love with flowers I’d be a goner.
A collage for this month’s Sketchbook Challenge. The text reads:
“I am a writer and an artist. I am surrounded by love and friendship, sun and sand. I am moving forward on the path I choose with freedom and ease.”
The various females in the collage are to represent me along with the other symbols. I expect to add elements as I continue to design my new decade. So far I’m at least having glimpses of everything except the sand. Our Women’s High Altitude Walking starts tomorrow! Yippee!
I thought I had already posted this – sheesh. At the end of my last Sketchbook Challenge post I alluded to something else I could not resist. Then I left you all hanging. I wanted to do the picture with white Neocolor II resist crayons – but heck – life sucked me in and I didn’t get it done. Still hanging? This is why cameras were invented.
On the May adventure as we hiked along I kept up a running dialogue in my head – okay so that’s a monologue –
“Lori,” I said, “you do not have to pick up every white rock you see. You can pick up white rocks from places you haven’t been before, but you have at least a dozen white rocks from this very plateau…”
I am getting a late start in June – in fact as soon as I am done here – I need to go sign up for June for Art Journaling Every Day! I have been following Julie’s blog though and decided to do a variation on her theme of A Face Every Day. I am going to have a double page spread for every week and my theme will be A Flower A Day. Oh – might have to be A Summer Thing a Day – I’ll decide soon. I started with June 5 as I was away until then. Here is a photo of what I did my first three days.
I am coming to the end of my class where I have been taking my notes in Art Journaling form – I am also coming to the end of my Journal that has been serving as my class notebook.
Would I do it again? I think so. It was hard to take notes on the painted pages in real time. And for most of the classes I take, I should probably use a binder as there are handouts and assignment sheets.
I have one more week of class and a few more pages – I already took notes on this page and all but one subsequently painted page – so I think this is the last you will see of this book – but maybe I’ll make a binder. I have another class coming up soon.
I didn’t exercise in May – sore foot. I didn’t blog in May, well once or twice. I didn’t go to the zoo in May. The only adventure was over by the third. I didn’t take my supplements, I didn’t enter a race (same sore foot). I didn’t go to Blogettes, I missed my seminar once…what did I do in May?
OH! I worked. Silly me. Our first Art Camp for Women of the year started May 26 and the weeks leading up to camp are usually quite intense – this time was no exception. However I must say that the intensity and work pay off in the experience. Boy was it fun! We got to know the most wonderful women and the bonus was that we got to sit in most of the Beryl Taylor classes. Now that is my definition of fun – not to mention margaritas, homesteads and marmots.