Or perhaps more accurately, worked on for three days then stuck in a closet.
9.27.2010
In Progress Painting
Here's a painting I've been working on.
Or perhaps more accurately, worked on for three days then stuck in a closet.
Or perhaps more accurately, worked on for three days then stuck in a closet.
9.26.2010
Sticks and Stones
If I was an individual with the capability of being responsible I would have written two days ago that I was going to be at Sticks and Stones Art Event in Mora, Minnesota on Saturday from 1-6 and Sunday from 11-4.
Mostly, likenesses were rendered, but occasionally I would draw a picture bearing no resemblance to the person sitting in front of me. Fortunately the masses were forgiving, probably because it was free.
My doodle-buddy was Karen Kiefer, a seriously awesome painter doing oil sketches. Someone may have been a tad intimidated, sitting next to a major-leaguer with gobs of skill, trying to do almost the same thing with the multitude standing silently behind you,- watching, judging. Someone also might have been a little embarrassed to hang the pitiful remnants of her collection within six inches of paintings that were perpetually surrounded by divine light. They were also neatly framed and not covered in closet-skank.
And holy moses were we busy. I drew about 60 people, including several that came through twice, and four that came through three times. And a freaking baby. A sitting takes 10-15 minutes. Toddlers have a rough time sitting still for 10-15 seconds. And it actually kind of looked like him, so I'll call that a win.
Had a chat with Anonymous Lady from the Pine Center for the Arts. She was super-pumped about upcoming David Waid's incredibly (low) priced jewelery making class, and Dee Kotaska's October 8th gallery opening. I, too, am now super-pumped. w00t!
Admired the crap out of Bill Gossman's pottery, Margie Johnstone's leatherworks, and about half a dozen other artists and craftsmen whose information I neglected to collect.
Here, have a weird little creature.
Mostly, likenesses were rendered, but occasionally I would draw a picture bearing no resemblance to the person sitting in front of me. Fortunately the masses were forgiving, probably because it was free.
My doodle-buddy was Karen Kiefer, a seriously awesome painter doing oil sketches. Someone may have been a tad intimidated, sitting next to a major-leaguer with gobs of skill, trying to do almost the same thing with the multitude standing silently behind you,- watching, judging. Someone also might have been a little embarrassed to hang the pitiful remnants of her collection within six inches of paintings that were perpetually surrounded by divine light. They were also neatly framed and not covered in closet-skank.
And holy moses were we busy. I drew about 60 people, including several that came through twice, and four that came through three times. And a freaking baby. A sitting takes 10-15 minutes. Toddlers have a rough time sitting still for 10-15 seconds. And it actually kind of looked like him, so I'll call that a win.
Had a chat with Anonymous Lady from the Pine Center for the Arts. She was super-pumped about upcoming David Waid's incredibly (low) priced jewelery making class, and Dee Kotaska's October 8th gallery opening. I, too, am now super-pumped. w00t!
Admired the crap out of Bill Gossman's pottery, Margie Johnstone's leatherworks, and about half a dozen other artists and craftsmen whose information I neglected to collect.
Here, have a weird little creature.
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| He hates being a weird little creature. He expresses this with a frustrated "hronk". |
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