First, the quote: “Every human being on this earth is born with a tragedy, and it isn’t original sin. He’s born with the tragedy that he has to grow up. That he has to leave the nest, the security and go out to do battle. He has to lose everything that is lovely and fight for a new lovliness of his own making, and it’s a tragedy. A lot of people don’t have the courage to do it.”
—Helen Hayes (1900-93)
The sketch on March 1st is a sketch of The Sketch of The Creation of Adam leading to the Sistine Chapel painting by none other than Michelangelo. From a trotting horse (as my mentor Sheldon would say) it doesn’t look too bad. What an amazing testament to the master’s ability that a sketch of his sketch can even begin to approach the actual form of man. It was as if his line was telling me, “this is the way man is assembled. I have studied the assembly of the creature, and you may rely on my accuracy.”
I don’t begin to claim it is anything but a shadow, but I’m very pleased with it nonetheless.
In the murk of the watercolor wash you might be able to see a sketch of my fellow train commuters. The quote:
“Measure your health by your sympathy with morning and spring. If there is no response in you to the awakening of nature,—if the prospect of an early morning walk does not banish sleep, if the warble of the first bluebird does not thrill you,—know that the morning and spring of your life are past. Thus you may feel your pulse.” —H.D. Thoreau, journal entry 25-Feb-1959
I have to agree with this in sentiment. However, I’d stake my claim the human spirit lives for much more, so I’d not put my full convictions behind it. It is a hopeful sentiment though.
You got a teaser of the 24th and here’s the final outcome. Didn’t add much to it, but didn’t have the time to do so—or the inspiration either (truth be told).
“The wisest men follow their own direction.” —Euripides (484-406 B.C.)
EDM #18: The view from my office (at least part of it). It also inspired a Nanism: Seeing the sky in the city is very often a matter for reflection. I know, I apologize. I just couldn’t resist.
“I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult.” —Rita Rudner
Because why wouldn’t I draw a poodle?
“They say such nice things about people at their funerals that it makes me sad that I’m going to miss mine by just a few days.” —Garrison Keillor
One of my Uncle Pete’s stained glasses. This was an early trial piece of his. I have another hanging above the sink in my kitchen.
“When we see men of a contrary character, we should turn inwards and examine ourselves.” —Confucius (551-479 B.C.)
“To find a fault is easy, to do better may be difficult.” —Plutarch (46-120 A.D.)
I won’t tell you who I was trying to sketch on the 16th, the results are terrible. I suppose we’ll just have to scratch it up to practice.
I finished off an artist’s date project I’d started last weekend. I did the sketch last weekend and today I painted it and took a photo. I didn’t use the photo for the watercolor, nor did I do the watercolor in that room.
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To love deeply in one direction makes us more loving in all others.
Great minds think alike. My Aunt Peg and I both turned our hands to drawing a rose. Here’s hers Dcpeg’s Valentine’s Rose.
I’m really rather pleased with the rose. Worthy, even, of a close up:
The 4th was a very difficult day—better luck next year, Bears. Things didn’t get much better on the 5th because of the deep freeze. I awoke to frozen pipes and no cable! I’m happy to report the pipes thawed and the cable is back on.
The spread for the 6th and 7th stayed blank until Friday. I put the quote on the page, and just couldn’t seem to live up the the drama of the color and quote. I really wasn’t in such a bad mood on Friday, but the darkness doesn’t go away in the light it just hides in the shadows.
Thursday’s scribble is a rescheduled lunch date. Friday’s art was done from memory. Had a lovely lunch at Lalo’s, and the tile art was on the wall next to our booth. The colors were much more vivid on the tiles, and the original had beautiful detail too. Still, this little watercolor brings the original fresh to my mind when I see it.
Colored pencil in my Moleskine datebook. Scroll down a bit and you can see the full spread. I did a quick electronic cleanup to isolate the little sprouts.