Showing posts with label chalk pastel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chalk pastel. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Bob Dylan / Painted from memory and from photographs



























































In a beginning painting class in the early 1980s, I painted an image of Bob Dylan in watercolor.  During the 1980s, I often used photos of Bob Dylan as a starting point for drawings and paintings.

Bob Dylan is 75 years old today.  Happy Birthday, Bob!  Thank you!

ADDENDUM:  Just for fun, here are some songs collected by Bob about "Friends and Neighbors":



ADDENDUM:

Friday, February 7, 2014

The Wild Blue Sky Of Day
















Thanks to R. L. Bourges for the inspiration.

Sending all my love to my nephew and his girlfriend who
will be having a baby in May.


A NATION OF SLEEPLESS WOMEN WITH MOON AND BIRDS

Awake and alert
As full and fragmented as the moon
Rising and reflecting
In a western sea
We hear night birds
Singing in the shadows
Mocking darkness
Mocking darkness
The moon asks an impossible question:
Do I control you
Or do you control me
In my circular journey
We ask the moon an impossible question:
Do we control you
Or do you control us
In our cyclical journey
We hear night words
We sing in the shadows
Mocking darkness
Mocking darkness
Imagine us at dawn
A nation of sleepless women with moon and birds
Just above the hills of childhood
Caught between impossible questions
And the wild blue sky of day.

NURSERY  RHYME (1982)

Babies are like us
Except when they smile
Their eyes are so clear
They can see everything we have forgotten
At first they have nothing to say
We draw their attention
Away from holy light
To clocks and alphabets
Words like parallelogram
Make them laugh
They can’t tell time from applesauce
Yet they store words
With smooth stones and skinned knees
No one really knows where they come from
Or where they go
They would put the sun
In their mouths
If they could reach that high
Not knowing who we are
Still they trust us
We impress them
With our brave words
Our clever clocks



























(poems and drawing, "The Wild Blue Sky of Day," by am from the early 1980s)

Saturday, December 23, 2006

Life Drawing of a Young Woman #3 (1982)

When I began to show my chalk pastel life drawings, people commented that they reminded them of color photo negatives. It occurs to me now that with digital cameras there is no negative and that soon, if not already, the idea of a photo negative will not be understood without explanation. All these early drawings were photographed by me with a Minolta 7s camera. The colors are amazingly true. Until this last year, I photographed all my work with that camera. It is light enough outside now to see that the sky is a bluish grey. I can hear light rain. I remember reading that Georgia O'Keeffe used to paint her rooms grey because the colors in her drawings and paintings appeared with greater intensity when there was a grey background. That is what happens to colors on a grey day in the Northwest.