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Drawing in black and white ink on grey paper

 

From the series "Cabinet of Curiosities", based on objects in the collection of the Muséum National d’Histoire Naturelle, Paléontologie et Anatomie Comparée in Paris and Museum Bleulandinum in Utrecht, respectively.

 

Available through Stanek Gallery.

 

Ink self portrait on recycled paper

...having toxic breath is very embarassing!!!

Watercolour and ink on paper

When an ogre decides it's time to start eating healthier....

  

#325 of 365 Daily Drawings

 

Inspiration: Scotland vs England International friendly match

 

Result: Day 20

 

Materials: Pentel 0.3 HB, Sakura Micron 005 & Faber-Castell Albrecht Durer watercolour pencils in a Stillman & Birn Zeta series sketchbook

 

Location: B&B in Pitlochry, Scotland

 

Note:...Scotland lost :(

 

I got a bit confused with the order of the German colours!

Watercolour and ink on paper

Old76 Music-inspired Art 2013

George Harrison Songs Illustrated

GEORGE HARRISON

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Soft-hearted Hana

Music & lyrics by George Harrison 1979

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ate it and at once my eyes could see you

No sooner had I ooped it down

I felt so far off from the ground I stood on.

 

My legs they seemed to me like high-rise buildings

My head was high up in the sky

My skin the sun began to fry like bacon.

 

And then somebody old appeared and asked had I come far . . .

And hadn't they just seen me up on Haleakala . . .

I kept on body surfing to pretend I hadn't heard

There was someone there beside me, swimming like Richard III

And I'm still smiling

 

Seven naked native girls swam seven sacred pools . . .

Lone-ranger smoking doobies said you're breaking all the rules . . .

You'd better get your clothes on or else there'll be a row . . .

If it wasn't for my sunstroke I would take you on right now . . .

And I'm still smiling.

 

I fell in love with my Soft-Hearted Hana

She entered right in through my heart

And now although we're miles apart

I still feel her.

 

She lives beneath the crater in the meadow

She moves among the fruit and grain

You can meet her after heavy rain has fallen.

A quick ink study of Bamboo chosen to represent the element "Wood" for the Rawlings Conservatory 2012 Fall Mum Show.

 

Ink drawing with digital texturing, copyright 2012 Stephanie Smith.

Inspired by the fact that today there is a tiger loose in the City of Lights. Perhaps he was tired of the same old boring slab of horsemeat ?

 

Materials: Platinum Carbon Black, Pelikan Edelstein Mandarin, Diamine Sepia, J. Herbin Stormy Grey 1670, Iroshizuku Tsutsuji and R&K Alt-Goldgrun inks on Stillman & Birn Zeta paper

 

I hate drawing chairs, especially when they are upturned.

Watercolour and ink on paper

Ranjyatai ink on paper.

 

100x70cm

Training myself to draw has been an interesting exercise. I studied the workds of Nicolas de Crecy, the Rat Rod artists, Stephan Marjoram, R.Crumb, S.Clay Wilson and many others. While I certainly will never develop the kind of talent they had, this has been a good way to "kill time" during the various periods of lockdown here in France during the Covid Pandemic.

Old76 Music-inspired Art 2013

Pink Floyd Songs Illustrated

WISH YOU WERE HERE

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Wish You Were Here

Music & lyrics by Pink Floyd, Roger Waters & David Gilmour 1975

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So, so you think you can tell

Heaven from Hell,

Blue skies from pain.

Can you tell a green field

From a cold steel rail?

A smile from a veil?

Do you think you can tell?

 

Did they get you to trade

Your heroes for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees?

Hot air for a cool breeze?

And cold comfort for change?

Did you exchange

A walk on part in the war,

For a lead role in a cage?

 

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls

Swimming in a fish bowl,

Year after year,

Running over the same old ground.

What have we found

The same old fears.

Wish you were here.

Shell Studies, 1984. Ink on paper (1938-2023) Fisher Collection. SFMOMA

Old76 Music-inspired DArt 2014

Alice Cooper Songs Illustrated

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WISH I WERE BORN IN BEVERLEY HILLS

Music and lyrics by Alice Cooper, Bernie Taupin, Dick Wagner 1978

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She looked so sleek and sassy

Rolling down Rodeo Drive

She got her daddy's black Corniche

And her tennis pro by her side

 

And she wants her mother's lover

To exercise her skill

And if she don't score him fast

She knows that her brother will

 

Oh I wish I were born in Beverly Hills

I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills

I want to live it up get my kicks and thrills

Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills

 

She says that she's an actress

Just never got a part

Now she's a teenage mess

With a burned out Gucci heart

 

She cracked one day at Cartier

When things came to a head

They put her trinkets away

And wrapped her up instead

 

Oh I wish I were born in Beverly Hills

I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills

I want to live it up get my kicks and thrills

Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills

 

She bit like a dog and she screamed like hell

"You ain't taking me to no padded cell

You better take all your hands off my high priced tail"

 

Oh I wish I were born in Beverly Hills

I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills

I want to live it up get my kicks and thrills

Be a gigolo lover and send her the bil

Watercolour and ink on paper

Watercolour and ink on paper

Ink self portrait on recycled paper

Training myself to draw has been an interesting exercise. I studied the workds of Nicolas de Crecy, the Rat Rod artists, Stephan Marjoram, R.Crumb, S.Clay Wilson and many others. While I certainly will never develop the kind of talent they had, this has been a good way to "kill time" during the various periods of lockdown here in France during the Covid Pandemic.

WV1962/2024

 

"Bobby's driving through the city tonight

Through the lights in a hot new rent-a-car

He joins the lovers in his heavy machine

It's a scene down on Sunset Boulevard

 

Johnny's taking care of things for awhile

And his style is so right for troubadours

They got him sitting with his back to the door

Now he won't be my fast gun anymore

 

Say goodbye to Hollywood

Say goodbye, my baby

Say goodbye to Hollywood

Say goodbye, my baby

 

Moving on is a chance that you take

Every time you try to stay together

Say a word out of line and you find

That the friends you had are gone forever

Forever..."

 

SAY GOODBYE TO HOLLYWOOD - Billy Joel, 1976.

The ink in the background was the result of experimenting today but things got away from me (a.k.a. I made a mess). However, it seemed an appropriate backdrop for the Neil Gaiman quote regarding just such things....and it's how I am trying to approach the creative process in general.

Art by Sherrie Thai of Shaireproductions.com

Ownership inscription of Andrew Fletcher of Saltoun.

For an example see Facsimile XXXIII in Macfie, Robert Andrew Scott. A bibliography of Andrew Fletcher of Saltoun (1653-1716) in Edinburgh Bibliographical Society. Publications. Edinburgh, 1901. sq. 8°. v. 4, p. 117-148.

 

See also the superb study of his library: P.J.M. Willems, Bibliotheca Fletcheriana, or, The extraordinary library of Andrew Fletcher of Saltoun (Wassenaar : Privately published, 1999).

 

Established heading: Fletcher, Andrew, 1655-1716

 

Penn Libraries call number: GrC Ae880 548f

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#303 of 365 Daily Drawings

 

Inspiration: Final push getting ready to go away.

 

Result: Organizing cats

 

Materials: Pentel 0.3 HB, Lukas watercolours, Platinum Carbon Fountain Pen & Faber-Castell Albrecht Durer watercolour pencils in a Stillman & Birn Zeta series sketchbook

 

Location: Home

 

Note: ...sometimes it feels like it.

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