Paper collage portrait

Thanks to Misty's incredible videos and art, Donna Goffs post featuring Derek provided the final push I needed. Here is my collage. Just crudely hand torn pieces of paper, glued down, late into the night, filled with much emotion. There is... no painting and I'm leaving it as is, still requiring lots of work. Symbolic... how I've been feeling of late. Blue, dark, yet optimistic.
We hold THE key.

Mona Lisa

Let me first start by apologizing to DaVinci, and Mona Lisa, but then again, in my defense..........if I could truly capture her, we would have to declare it a miracle.  I've also sketched out my rendition of a John Waterhouse portrait titled Destiny.  The assignments this week are to create and paint our own versions of Mona Lisa, and another sketch.  Wish me luck.  A painter I'm not.

                                       Mona Lisa



One of this weeks lessons was to paint a portrait using only a black Stabilo pencil, and white titanium paint.  The idea is to bring out the features by building up layers of gray and white over the black. This was much harder than I had anticipated.  As you can see...if you look closely, I reworked it so much that the paper became wavy, and it started peeling away on her lips :-O 
Regardless....I had a great time doing it, and I hope to make many more.  I love the simplicity of just the two colors. 

This is a scan of the painting I tried to follow, a Klimpt of course
It's Friday already!!! Is it me? Is it age? How can the hours in a day fly by so quickly??? One minute it's noon, and the next it's two days later. OK.....that might be a bit of an exaggeration, but it often feels that way!
What to make of this?
Here's a quote that -for me- quickly put things into perspective...... 

Mary O'Connor: Philosophy Quotes
It's not so much how busy you are, but why you are busy. The bee is praised. The mosquito is swatted.


Sketching, sketching, and more sketching

I'm in portrait workshop heaven.  The talent in this class is mind boggling.  I could easily allow myself to feel intimidated, but instead I'm feeling totally inspired. I started sketching while I was quite young, but never learned the proper techniques, and, or about all the different types of pencils and papers. Well I'm learning that now, or shall I say.....trying!!!!
Misty has opened up a humongous vault of knowledge to us, and has presented quite the challenge as well. I can't thank her enough.
Who would have thought that shading and shadowing would pose such a query, but indeed it has for me. The right side of my brain wants to shut down every time I get my lighting just so.

Here are a few photo's of my feeble attempts.  I know, I know..... it looks as though she has some swelling over her right eye.

Now for my egg.............or should I say egg on my face?????  This is Egglands Best -  in the raw.

This is my attempt at sketching it

Workshop photo's

Today began Misty's online portraits workshop.  This weeks assignment is pencil sketching using graphite and charcoal.  I am beyond thrilled with this class so far, and it's just the beginning.

Here are photo's of my attempts at sketching a face using the grid method.  Then shading in according to how the light is reflected.

the fourth dimension

Time XXI by Khalil Gibran
And an astronomer said, "Master, what of Time?"
And he answered:
You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable.
You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons.
Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing.
Yet the timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.
And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space.

Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless?

And yet who does not feel that very love, though boundless, encompassed within the center of his being, and moving not from love thought to love thought, nor from love deeds to other love deeds?
And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless?
But if in you thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons,
And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.

To every living thing upon this earth....may your boundless love unabashedly express itself, always, in all ways . Peace, harmony, and good will, from my heART to yours.