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Window Washing
I was on my way to the library when I noticed a man up on a ladder washing windows. I found a perch and began sketching him. My goal this week is to exaggerate body language to clearly tell a story … Continue reading
A last streak of light
I did not have much success with my plan for sketching exaggerated body language today. However, after a rainy afternoon the sun lit a streak on the hillside and I tried my hand at capturing it. While not satisfied, I do … Continue reading
Hey There!
We stopped at a restaurant for lunch and sat near the bar. Two of the people sitting up at the bar caught my eye and I reached for my sketchbook. There was a lot going on between these two and … Continue reading
All in a Morning
I keep a sketchbook as a way of remembering and understanding. This morning I sat and sketched four relatives, squishing them all into the same sheet of paper, not caring too much about the impossible overlapping of the space and … Continue reading
It looks like your mother!
This morning I sat with many of my relatives, including my cheery sister-in-law MJ. I get a lift from MJ’s wry sense of humor and could listen to her stories all day. As we all caught up on our news and exchanged stories, … Continue reading
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Yes, and…
Although my main goal in this sketch was to show focused listening, a secondary goal was to use blues and reds to indicate skin tone and especially shadow on the skin tones.This work with shadow is tied back to the two … Continue reading
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Campfire 2
Despite my intention of improving my sketch, ‘Let’s Sing Another One,” I somehow have switched the story of the sketch from a group singing to six individuals sitting around a single campfire seemingly lost in their own thoughts. I wanted to … Continue reading