Im on a new creative path

 And it is photography. Ive been taking my own reference photos for decades anhave many visual artists but I have to the realization that im not inproving and my art will never inprove. At least not to my satisfaction. I prayed about this struggle in with 24 hours all desire to draw or paint was gone. Just before this happened, I started looking at my photographs of the SW and NY and FL and more. I'm a good photographer. I was a good photographer. Any visual artist can be good at photographic composition. Its an innate ability. Now, i am not great about lighting. Lots to learn there but with technology as it is that can be overcome. 

So long story longer, I  ought an i expensive point and click camera that takes  etter photos than mt 20 year old Sony and I begun just getting used to it again. Ill need a fresh better camera at some point, one with a proper zoom lens and a lens hood but not yet. This has to come out of my checking account and im not there yet. And then I struggled. Abstract photography as I done before or B&W or regular images. And how woukd I share that. I wasn't concerned with how I woukd make money from it. I made from my art as my was. But how to share it. So I prayed again. I am learning g to pray for guidance, not things. Last night while at work I was looking at other people's photos. Its okay. I'm a librarian and researching on the web for nonlinear info is acceptable. Its actually how we widen our knowledge base because everything is always changing.  

Still a lo g story with a light in sight. The words bust appeared in my head. PHOTO ESSAY. it made sense. I did a bit of research to see what other photographers had done it all made sense. I will share my work through photo essays here and on YouTube. With hundreds of photos at my disposal I will create essays and now I know why im taking photographs. Anf yes, my hNdy tool, Powerpoint will be a perfect conveyance. 

Ill let you know when my first essay is up.

Back on track?

 I was directed, guided, shown AI Animation and I knew I had to have it. Way back in 1985 I saw a demo of Director software and knew I wanted to do "that" and I made due with PowerPoint. Now its 40 years later and I'm ready. I am putting aside my other media and working exclusively with photography and animation. 

I asked Spirit for direction and within 24 hours I had lost all interest in painting and drawing or any other form of tactile art. Maybe I'll go into my history with photography down the line but not now.

Follow this link https://youtu.be/lIgOjrElKJc?si=M4LoEJT5UzRku3Xx to see my first animation. Its of my last, possibly last forever, pan pastel drawing.  

I'm taking my time. Planning my projects patiently. Well, until i know the software better. Ill be altering my photos with Photoshop. Spoiler alert. I'll be raising a dinosaur from Red Rock country. 

OMG!!!

 Well, I drew a picture of a cardinal in graphite and it was pretty good. Right now I'm working on a pen and ink drawing of a juvenile Red Tail Hawk. I haven't worked in pen and ink in over 40 years. I used it for cartooning while I was studying art and as a second grade student learning to write  with a dipping pen for the very first time. 

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I have my hand back! Right now I am planning my next pen and ink project and I will continue until i master or remaster it. And I have my energy back. Well pretty much. My body feels happy. It happeneded yesterday while I was at work and im about to go into the library now for my Sunday shift. I even feel I will be able to clean my bathroom. So cool. The Holy Spirit has awakened me. Healing is here and WHOA!  After 6 months of illness I began to wonder if my prayers for renewed health would be answered but they have been and are in process. 

I don't usually bring faith into my blog posts but I always pray for healing during my illnesses and I always get healed. And I always get my hand back.

Back to pen and ink...this will be more intricate drawings than my coloring books but I want to develope my style so that will take a few drawings. Then I'll start recording again. I find it difficult to record and explain my process while im developing said process. But I'll share my final work.

Oh. I just received my new ink. Its a cartooning ink so I hope it will be a but darker. I'm not sure if I prefer fountain pen, nib pen or marker. Of course I can use all three. 

Ill stay in touch. I hope you had a happy Hanukkah and I wish you a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 

Still waiting

 Thanksgiving week and I am without inspiration or creative drive. I care because I think I should. My older sister and I will be sharing our version of Thanksgiving dinner; dinner cut of deli turkey, mashed potatoes, turkey gravy, cranberry sauce, sautéed French cut beans and apple pie. 

I'm still fatigued, back to my day job; barely getting through my 4 hour shifts. I shouldn't be back at work but I need the money. This isnt what I saw as my golden years. I can't even draw. Art is my sanity and I am on empty.  I was watching some of my videos. I'm a good artist. Was a good artist. I don't know that im an artist anymore. 

Last week someone tried to scam me. I was so happy; flattered for 3 minutes. I didn't trust Mary, the woman who wanted to buy one of my paintings. I told her when I got a PayPal payment I would send the artwork. Can. I use Venmo. I set up a venmo but kept throwing up roadblocks. Mary still wanted the piece. I sent her the address. I received an email from Venmo a out professional accounts and blocks unless I upgraded and it would cost $500. PayPal scam all over again. But I used a different email for the Venmo account so I knew this was fraud. I told Mary as much. Yeah. It would have been nice to sell a painting. I can certainly use the money but Mary and her ilk will burn in Hell. I pray for her or his unwitting victims. But the minute you have to pay to receive payment know its fraud. It should never cost you to sell your artvunless you have a legitimate agent. 

It's ern a long, long time...

 ...as the song goes.

When last I wrote about my joyous artistic experience with acrylic inks and paints and Neocolor 2 I was looking forward gallbladder removal, hernia repair and stoma relocation. I thought I would be healthy; take a mo th to recover and get back to art and the library. It did t work out that way.

It turned into readmission and it will be 2.5 month recovering. But that's now the worst of it. Once again I can't draw or paint; in fact have no desire. My arms and hands are weak. I suspect nerve damage  because of 4 blown out IVs.  I haven't been diagnosed because im not going to let anyone do anything to me. Its possible the condition will heal over time. I realize now what I blamed on Covid two plus years ago was probably the same thing. And I was nearly getting back my artistic mojo if you will. But this time is worse. Even my handwriting has suffered. 

Oh and the day before I came home, my older sister fell and hurt her shoulder so I have been  caring for her and myself with some help from family. Her surgery was yesterday so back to square 1. Sleeping on the sofa to near her is now a joy and rest is fleeting at best. 

If you've read this far thank for "hearing" me out. I promise that this is the last woe is me post, i hope. This afternoon im going g to take some time to experiment with loose watercolor painting. Ive been watching YouTube videos of painters who use a lot of water and let it, the water, do the work or the painting.

Wish me luck. 

When pigs fly

 

...and they're tired they skeep on large, fluffy clouds. 

In Sweden and China pigs are good luck. And once again, this painting was a joy. 

Using acrylic ink to create an evening sky with reds and oranges and whites and blues. Then I used Neocolor 2 crayons to paint the pig and fluff up the clouds. The video is in process and prints are available on Threadless for anyone who would enjoy having a sleeping pig on the wall.

 

So much fun!

 

I finished my painting. Well I told you that in my last post.  It was the most fun I've have in painting in years and I want to it again. I don't know why. Maybe it was the story. Maybe it was that there was a story. Maybe it's because in looking at the painting I can make up stories about how the ducks got be in the middle of the ocean. 

In this case, the ducks are lost at see with no idea how they got there. Kind of like me. My entire life feels thatway right now. My art for instance has been a year and a half long struggle getting back my skill. And in that time i lost the joy. But I have it back. In my story, rather than worrying or being afraid, my rubber ducks are having a great time bouncing on ocean waves, feeling the salty water splash into them. It's a party. 

All of my life I have been drawing and painting without seeing the story. Except for the storybooks I wrote.  Now I want to know the story. So now I understand at the age of 75 that there is more to the art than the images. There is a story to tell and even if it's only in my head it needs to be told. 

The video is up. I rushed it a bit but I shared the process and the fun. I will take more time with the next video.  Click HERE to see it.

I'm starting simply, with easy whimsical stories and maybe I'll get more detailed later or maybe I'll just keep the stories simple. I just don't know yet. I even bought a watercolor journal so I can do compostions to my projects. I never actually do well with art journals but I wanted to try again.