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We've been watching Seinfeld since it starting streaming on Netflix last month. I haven't seen them since they first aired in the 80s/90s. Glad to see that they are still very funny.
Doing a lot on balance at the moment, be it this kind of piece where the masses almost rock, to the chromatic balance example posted recently. These examples started out in response to standing next to drummers while they worked, but have moved on. There are many references in this, though those curves remind me of Richard Serra’s giant and disorienting steel sculpture. On that basis imagine this thing as at least 2 metres wide. More.
Aphrodite at the Waterhole No, 19.
Charcoal and pastel on paper about 24" x 18"
For more on this one, you could have a look at my blog: davewhatt.wordpress.com/2018/06/07/stella-mentions-turbid...
Drawing done for a children's story written by Linda. The gardener in the story reaches for his shovel when he hears something moving inside his shed.
I posed for the photograph that I drew this picture from.
Muchas veces no vemos lo que hay detras de escena, todo bello, hermoso de colores vividos y cuidados como si las hadas se encargaran de mantener el bosque o la playa. Pues no es asi, simplemente pasamos por alto al maestro Picasso que todos los dias brinda una pincelada de color que da vida al paisaje.
drawing drawing2012 16cm x 9cm
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by @MonikaSeelig
drawing 2012 16cm x 9cm
#'art #drawing #Austria
by @MonikaSeelig
This small house,
it feels like shy, falling pebbles
upon a bundle of nervous cotton
laying quite still.
It's her body, heavy and
warm, as if she just grew, then faded
and grew again,
lost from someone's thoughts
in a hurry, and left there
like a cat out in
a dying forest.
She keeps something
on her knees, it is soft and small
and it makes her laugh
like a stubborn castle.
A row of people
use their lilac colored eyes
to make doors in the castle to walk
through, and they all leave dots
of snow petals on the floor
to lick, for a cat's tongue,
but they do not have time
to look around.
From small to smaller, she puts her hands
against her head and do not mind
the house, though it has
a sour smell of loneliness
and shy pebbles,
and leaves her feeling dumb,
like a cat left behind
in a dying forest.
This is a really (really, really) edited photo of a red and yellow calla lily that I took in my kitchen one day. I was looking everywhere for the "perfect" image of a white calla lily for a project I was working on.
I found that:
a) White calla lilies are beautiful - one of my favorite flowers, beside white roses - but they don't show much detail in photos; and
b) What I really wanted was a calla *drawing* and I could not find one that really suited my purposes.
So, I made my own - I was quite happy with myself over the result!