Print from carving a styrofoam meat tray:
This print was made from carving into a sheet of children's craft foam, printing with acrylic paint and then colouring lightly with coloured pencils:
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
IMT - Nervous Cat
The theme for this weeks Inspire Me Thursday is "nervous". Have you heard the expression..."as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs" ? Here is my interpretation. It didn't make me nervous to do this but it did make me laugh.
OK, so it's not exactly a hang on the wall piece of art, just a page in my sketchbook, but it was fun and I learned that I could quite easily paint and collage a room that looks like it has some depth.
What does make me nervous is putting my art out there for people to see, especially in a show or something. It's easy to second-guess yourself when you're surrounded by "real" artists. But, you know what...I'm starting to figure out that I am a "real" artist too. It took me months to finally jump in and create an ETSY shop, but I'm glad I did.
P.S. No cats or other animals were injured in the making of this image. :)
OK, so it's not exactly a hang on the wall piece of art, just a page in my sketchbook, but it was fun and I learned that I could quite easily paint and collage a room that looks like it has some depth.
What does make me nervous is putting my art out there for people to see, especially in a show or something. It's easy to second-guess yourself when you're surrounded by "real" artists. But, you know what...I'm starting to figure out that I am a "real" artist too. It took me months to finally jump in and create an ETSY shop, but I'm glad I did.
P.S. No cats or other animals were injured in the making of this image. :)
Monday, October 13, 2008
When the soul lies down in that grass
This week's Inspire Me Thursday is a poem by Rumi:
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language - even the phrase "each other" - doesn't make any sense.
- Rumi
These are my fields. I think my soul would like to lie down in this grass:
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language - even the phrase "each other" - doesn't make any sense.
- Rumi
These are my fields. I think my soul would like to lie down in this grass:
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