A Couple More

Different light this afternoon, so another trip to the shore and another "splash" shot. The incidentals are also kind of neat, with the "seeded" dandelion making an appearance at the end of November.

Cold and Windy

The bay was so "busy" this morning with the wind from right out of the West that I felt obligated (and I love it when that happens) to go to the shore and make some photos. So I have and here are four of them from the great light that existed. I decided to take my telephoto (75-300 mm), and was thankful for the usual "intimacy" it provided with these shots. The driftwood still life was an afterthought on the way back to the house (I was under dressed and overexposed - no photo pun intended) but I liked that it shared the same light as the shots of the water. Maybe I'm getting old, but I never remember taking these shots before, they are always new to me.

I once read, and had a great discussion with a first year student about it, that the "true" photographer shows only his best work. The student asked me why I post so many of my pictures when some are obviously better than others, and why didn't I just use the "best". I explained to him that I am also a teacher/learner and that the more I share, the more I teach and learn. Mistakes are important to grow from, and as long as artists see themselves "in process", they will continue to grow and learn. I think he got it, he sends me photo links all the time, even though he is no longer in a class with me.

Thanksgiving Angel

I finished this yesterday afternoon, and was pleased with the result. We had a wonderful full week with Matthew (doing very well), Torrey & Katie here with Jackson, and a Thanksgiving Day with niece Morgan and her family. I had thought as I reflected upon this piece that it had ended up having to do with us being thankful for how well Matt was doing and the joy of having Jackson here to spread his innocent joy for life around the house, and while they might both be factors, I still must wonder at what spirits were visiting me after the sad news received this morning.

Thanksgiving Drawings

Two new I will post that I really haven't decided are finished yet, but have titles in mind as far as they have gone... my emotions around these sorts of holidays, when taken with the history of our lives and the experiences that are reminded by these "significant" days emerge in spite of my best efforts. SO, let it be, if the emotion of a piece of art is difficult to see, that's OK, because every drawing I do that comes straight out of my head is a revelation and makes me more human. Here are two brand new ones, about 12 by 18 inches, done with India ink and Prismacolor® pencil. Offer me some titles in the comments section, I'd give thanks (and a full sized photo file) for that.

November Paddle

A beautiful afternoon and I couldn't wait to get home and get out in the kayak and paddle around in the bay. I went up to the mouth of Flanders Stream and saw a flock of geese, but I was trying out one of the Fuji cameras I have for school and the light was kind of low. I wish I'd brought my Sony! Anyway, I think I got some good photos and there are always visions that are different so as to make it worthwhile. The mouth of the stream looking out into the bay, the lobster boat with Cadillac in the background, the "leafless" shore, the gull on the big rock and, of course, the sunset all were interesting... I left the "two spruce" reflection shot for later post. Again, equipment does make a difference!

Two More Drawings

Interesting psyche...

"Angered Anguish"

"Dysfunctional Family"

Recent Drawings

I have been doing so much around digital work with my students that I've been starved for hand work direct to paper or some such. I have been doing some things with ink in November that I like. Gorilla brushed back in action, and these have a bit of black Prismacolor® as well. I will post more, but just a couple for tonight!






The one above is called "Getting a Hold of One's Self" and the one below is "Melancholy Madness".

Geese on Pinkham's Flat

Over forty of them in one flock grazing in a field on the way to school this morning. That's all.

Fall 2012

Another season passes through, and time seems to be a thread that connects the subjectivity of emotion and mood with the objective reality of the natural world. There are so many connections to what we feel and what we do that it seems difficult to separate them and examine each for its own intrinsic value, yet time often forces us in one direction or another because of its restraints, real or imagined.

Real, doing, and actualization.

Unreal, out of sync, and imagination.