I thought I should return to the basics of sketching, drawing and paying attention to light and shadow, tones and holding a pencil in my hand instead of jumping into painting. Drawing is own-time-own-target with the flexibility of time and place and choice of subjects. I started with m own mug of coffee on the table, then went on to draw the top of a chair opposite me before venturing further to draw this lady with the back to me. It was her shiny jet-black and curly hair pulled up by a frilly band that attracted me. Then an old lady took a seat a little closer and just when I thought I had her there for long enough a time because I thought she was taking her breakfast there, she moved away to another table further away. I was fascinated by her hand - the loose flab of flesh and the age spots as well as the wrinkled hand. Pity I could not catch all these details.
Friday, February 26, 2010
At a foodcourt
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Flowers in my mind
I have not been painting for a long, long time and using acrylic paints took a lot of effort. I have lost the technique of painting form dark to light and it took a considerable determination not to give up. The flowers were painted from imagination and recall. As usual, I was totally engrossed in painting and it was past midnight before I was done.
This is a practice piece and completing it within a few hours I now have the incentive to do more. I have stacks of these calendar stands in my cupboard. Painting to me is like meditation - I totally lose touch with my surroundings when I paint.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Dellinia Suffruticosa
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