A simple, black-and-white drawing done in pen and ink. Elegant. Easy to understand. At least, if you can get past the weird little kid inside a birdhouse who has apparently saddled a mutant pigeon-sparrow. The black and white is the essential underpinning. The bones of the idea.
So, adding color makes things a little more complex. I started with the girl’s face. Here is where I establish the basic color-theme. And give more character to the surprised face peering through the portal of the bird house.
Much of the work in coloring this little articus projecticus is a matter of pattern. I like doing wood-grain patterns in colored pencil. It looks good when it’s finished. But it also takes time to do line after line.
The last step is to color the bird-riding fairy-kid. Here I am completing the color-echoes and the pattern-making. More lines. More care with giving the shapes volume by using light and shadow. And now we are at the final destination. The picture is complete.
One way to define myself is through the pictures I draw. So today… less words… more draw.
I am certainly not the greatest artist who ever lived. But when you draw a lot… and do it for 60 years… man, you have a lot of drawings stuffed away in drawers and closets!
The Mickey gets tired of Donald Trump-Duck quacking on Twitter and knacking his flitter like so many ditter and bitter pitter witter.
Yeah, I know. Mickey could be using spell check better. But sometimes you just have to let the pink-and-white four-door 1957 Mercury Monterey of your imagination wander where it will, even if it takes you to the land of misspelled words.
Destroyed by the tornado in 1966, it still chugs around inside my head.
So let me tell you a misspelled story;
Pompolina Cookiespitter was spooplemad for blaying dinkleball with the doofenburgers. She doorsized dinkleball ten times more fopserisciously than any doofenburger ever minxyblootered. And if you minxyblooter too snerkly you will dopserizingly biffle dorpsnitz. So no doofenburger ever really snorkled dinkleball with Pompolina. It shlayed her so fopserisciously that she almost blootenbursted. Doofenburgers everywhere schneed from horpspittoon.
Now, that story makes no sense at all. Yet, I am confident you can tell me, how does Pompolina feel about blaying dinkleball? And how do doofenburgers feel about it? And is it safe to minxyblooter too snerkly? What is the possible outcome of that?
If you can answer those questions about my story, then you have some idea about how American politics feels after Donald Trump-Duck blootenbursted everywhere his first two weeks in office. So there.
Looking for stuff to organize into a post today led me to realize that I currently exist swimming in a tidal wave of goofy images that I myself have created.
So, lazy and goofy old me will now show you some of these things.
I don’t even remember why I drew some of these things.
Some of it, is obviously because I was a teacher.
But some of it is merely wacky.
Though some might be considered inspirational.
While some of it is just meant to be appealing.
But all of it provides me with an easy post that you can read fast, but still get plenty to think about from.
The news recently has been painful to contemplate. Police shootings of suspects that seem on video to be indefensible, yet no charges are ever brought. Angry people taking vengeance with guns on good Dallas policemen and women because the shooters somehow convinced themselves that violence in return for violence will balance the scales of justice. Did they perhaps get that idea from orange-colored presidential candidates who have been campaigning about fighting fire with fire? The weight of the injustice and spirals of anger are crushing me… and I deal with those things through humor, but humor takes time. So what do I do while I’m trying to process all of the pain? I spend some time shining lights on things and thinking about stuff. I told you before that I bought a cheap lamp with a 300-watt bulb to use for photographing artwork. Let me show you some of the photographed and re-photographed stuff I have been working on;