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WV1789
2013
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"You say it's your birthday
It's my birthday too yeah
They say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time
I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you!"
(The Beatles lyrics)
Gouache and ink on $teinbach paper
The Paper Nautilus (Argonauta argo) is a cephalopod related to the octopus.
J.Herbin Perle Noir Ink on Khadi Paper using a Sergent-Major nib
One of 12 ink drawings that are part of my show Sketchbook: Chapter Two at Blue Gallery in Kansas City.
acrylic ink on paper
8x10 inches, 2011
Available at www.bluegalleryonline.com
WV1717/2011
Ink and gouache on Steinbach paper...
"White man danger
He's come to stay
Red man, it's all over
You're in the way
White man danger
Time on his side
Red man, you don't know it
But your world just died
Let's hear it for the white man
He feels no pain
Let's hear it for the white man
He feels no shame
White man danger
His day has come
Red man got two chances
Slim chance and none
White man danger
He's come to stay
Red man, it's all over
You're in the way....
WHITE MAN DANGER - Music & lyrics Elton John & Gary Osborne, 1980;
Oh DO go on. You were saying something about 'being a black cat means having impunity to bad luck'... particularly on Friday the 13th.
#307 of 365 Daily Drawings
Inspiration: Barcelona
Result: Day 1
Materials: Pentel 0.3 HB, Sakura Micron 005 & Faber-Castell Albrecht Durer watercolour pencils in a Stillman & Birn Zeta series sketchbook
Location: apartment in Barcelona
Note: The next 23 drawings are reflections of my trip to Spain, Dublin and Scotland. It's a combination sketchbook / journal. Not all of the pages contain writing ....those are yet to be filled in because while I did make a point of doing a drawing every day I really didn't have time to also fill in the blanks with words...those are to come. I just needed to get these posted so I could get my daily drawings back on track. :)
Old76 Music-inspired Art 2013
France Gall Songs Illustrated
PARIS-FRANCE 50 707
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Il Jouait Du Piano Debout
Musique & paroles France Gall & Michel Berger
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Ne me dites pas que ce garçon était fou
Il ne vivait pas comme les autres, c'est tout
Et pour quelles raisons étranges
Les gens qui n'sont pas comme nous,
Ça nous dérange
Ne me dites pas que ce garçon n'valait rien
Il avait choisi un autre chemin
Et pour quelles raisons étranges
Les gens qui pensent autrement
Ça nous dérange
Ça nous dérange
Il jouait du piano debout
C'est peut-être un détail pour vous
Mais pour moi, ça veut dire beaucoup
Ça veut dire qu'il était libre
Heureux d'être là malgré tout
Il jouait du piano debout
Quand les trouillards sont à genoux
Et les soldats au garde à vous
Simplement sur ses deux pieds,
Il voulait être lui, vous comprenez
Il n'y a que pour la musique, qu'il était patriote
Il s'rait mort au champ d'honneur pour quelques notes
Et pour quelles raisons étranges,
Les gens qui tiennent à leurs rêves,
Ça nous dérange
Lui et son piano, ils pleuraient quelques fois
Mais quand les autres n'étaient pas là
Et pour quelles raisons bizarres,
Son image a marqué ma mémoire,
Ma mémoire..
Il jouait du piano debout
Il chantait sur des rythmes fous
Et pour moi ça veut dire beaucoup
Ça veut dire essaie de vivre
Essaie d'être heureux,
Ça vaut le coup
#352 of 365 Daily Drawings
Inspiration: My son + our cat + laser pointer
Result: Mouse snipers
Materials: Pentel 0.3 HB, Sakura Micron 005 & Faber-Castell Pitt artist pen Red ~ 219, in a Stillman & Birn Epsilon series sketchbook
Location: home
Note: The red dot of a laser pointer is to a cat, what spotting a squirrel is to a dog. Soon the mice will figure out .....it doesn't just distract cats, it embarrasses them. Feline pride goes OFF. THE. RAILS!.
WV1535/2010
Gouache and ink on $teinbach paper
Wop bop a lu bop! Russian roulette no fun!
"A human heart goes out tonight
Yes, a red hot love on a red stop light
I see a scene, so cold it echoes in blue
Oh, those twisting tongues, they are after you
Wop bop a lu bop, Son, you gotta move up
Flip flop fly
Lawdy Miss Clawdy
Oh, what a story dreams to buy
Don't need a knife to violate my life
It's all so insane
When the other man has none
You don't need a gun
Yes a Russian roulette, no fun
I don't need a gun
I just need someone
I don't need a gun
Blood red lights a domination street
Yeah, I just need your love, and I feel that heat
Yeah, you can drive me through
That red stop light
With a whiplash smile, whoa!
Wop bop a lu bop, yeah, you gotta move up
Flip flop fly
Lawdy Miss Clawdy
Ooh, what a story dreams to buy
Don't need a knife to violate my life
It's all so insane
I say when the other man has none
You don't need a gun
A Russian roulette, no fun
I don't need a gun, yeah I just need someone
I won't need a gun
Oh yeah
You will always be crying, yeah
Oh, you will always be dying
Oh, you will always be dying
Elvis, a fight, the dying light
Johnnie Ray, he's always crying
Gene Vincent, he cried, "Who slapped John, John, John"
Yes and me, I'm movin', movin', movin', movin' on
Yeah, to be someone
I don't need a gun
I don't need a gun
I don't need a gun
Ow!
You will always be crying...."
YOU DON'T NEED A GUN - Billy Idol, 1986.
#241 of 365 Daily Drawings
Inspiration: Blue Boy by Edwin A. Peeples (1965)
Result: Blueboy
Materials: Pentel 0.3 HB, Platinum Carbon Fountain Pen, Sakura Micron 005, Faber-Castell Albrecht Durer watercolour pencils in a Stillman & Birn Epsilon series sketchbook ( 21.6 cm 27.9 cm / 8 1/2" x 11")
Location: Home
Note: One of my favorite books as kid, is the long out of print novel, Blue Boy. It's about a child named Collin and his beloved kitten, Blue Boy. One day the feline vanishes while exploring the old house the family had recently moved into. The adults think the young cat is lost forever, but in fact he had become stuck inside the walls of the house after slipping through a small hole. The story follows his adventures with the creatures who help him survive until he is rescued.
This ink is exclusive to Wonderpens in Canada ...and a lovely shade of blue it is! A great big Thanks to Lee for jumping on this for me :D
Leaf a5r of an incunable edition of Innamoramento di Carlo Magno e dei suoi paladini (Venice: Georgius Walch, 20 July 1481; ISTC ic00204000) with early ms. sketch of three male figures (two hatted and one with hat in hand), of whom two are clasping hands, in tail margin.
Penn Libraries call number: Inc C-204 Folio
Penn Libraries catalog record
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Inktest Tree: Noodler's Habanero & Cayenne respectively from The Goulet Pen Company's July 2015 Inkdrop on Stillman & Birn, Zeta paper.
Thought I'd put both on one sheet of paper because they are literally in the same family and it's easier to see a comparison of the two side by each
WV1760/2012
Ink on Steinbach paper
"Life, it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters, no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free...."
FADE TO BLACK (excerpt) - Metallica, 1984.
© Mulga 2013, Anton the Aztec Goat, Ink on Paper, 21 x 30 cm
An Ode to Anton the Aztec Goat
A goat called Anton rowed his boat
Every day around the castle in the moat
And in that boat he wore a coat
And its patterns were great, he was known to gloat
“In the Incas I obtained my patterned coat”
In his daily journal is what he wrote
The coat was payment made in full
For head-butting one rampaging bull
He butted the bull and it ran away
And he saved all the village folk on that day
But that was a long time in the past
And now he can’t even run that fast
His time is now spent as a goat in a boat
Paddling in a moat while wearing a coat
It might seem silly but it floats his boat
That Anton the Goat who’s known to gloat
The End