riotheclown

( Read more...nother drawing from walkingdead )

I am trying to draw everyday.  Lately I have been taking photos of my television with my digital camera and then just using the view box of the camera for reference.  After that I scan the drawing and then post it.  I have no doubt that there is an easier way to do this but this means I can sit anywhere in the house and draw.

I love drawing because it shows me how different the seeing and the believing parts of the brain are.  Seriously.  They inform each other but they are different. Seeing is not believing and believing is not seeing.  This is how we can be fooled.  This is why we make lousy witnesses. But if you really work on seeing, and letting go of what you think something should look like, you can render what everyone can recognize, (although, it's hard to say what their brains will do the information!)

This is an post I made way back in 2007 or so about that stuff, that I put in my wordpress blog about this stuff.  I got to teach an art class at my son's school.  Anyway, if you are interested here's the link. the link.  I titled it: Patrick Stewart is a God.  When is that not true?

Lewis hunched a little as he stepped inside. Although the woven twigs of the ceiling were easily high enough to accommodate someone much taller than he was, the shack had the feel of a cloister, the kind favoured by penitent hermits. It was sparely furnished, just a cot pulled close to the brazier and a work table stretching across the width of the space along the side wall where, Lewis guessed, the sunlight would fall at dawn.

It was here that the penitent hermit himself sat, his head sunk with concentration between narrow shoulders, long-fingered hands cradling the listening cups affixed to his ears by a leather band around the back of his head.  from Troyswann's series called Peregrine.

I had a thing for Art Deco.  I know, I know, it was a low point in the history of art, blah blah blah, but I kinda like it.  So this is my artdeco tile, made by me, drawn with pencil crayon and then scanned and laboriously tweaked using paint.No I am not finished.  I guess if I had Adode whatzitcalled I could learn how to do this stuff in the blink of an eye huh?  But why?  I mean.  what is the hurry right? So tel me what you think.  I am so depressed right now I am praying for an anuerism to kill me.  I think I will do this over in cross stitch.  That should take the rest of my life.