I am crabby. Crabby, crabby, crabby… I was so crabby that I could not write a blog on time this week. I tried. The sentences would not come. The ideas would not appear. Write, write, write… yuk. Hmmm. Paint, paint paint… bleah. Children ran away as I...
And just like an an awkward teenage girl, when a line grows up it can get curvy. I had written before about compound curves, and how curves “changing directions” can be so useful. Curves can tell the story of form and especially space. And again, they can...
A line is the most powerful tool in art. Think about it. A line can show where an object starts and stops. It can express a curve in the simplest form. It can show weight, depth or dimension. A good line can be full of feeling. A great line can make others feel it....
There is something inherently powerful about welding a brush… It is a magic wand. A conductor’s baton. A judge’s gavel. A wooden sword of possibility. And on some days, when I am feeling bruised and a bit lost standing in front of a nearly empty...
You know you are an artist when… My son came up to me recently and I reminded him that he needed to clean out his pet lizard’s cage. Ping Pang (above) is a Bearded Dragon and he is actually a pretty cute and easy pet. We have had him for years. He likes...
