Monday, 30 January 2017

Art Visions: poems prose'

Art Visions: poems prose'

Friday, 23 December 2016

poems prose'

















Wednesday, 13 January 2016

guardians of the 4 elements


The original sketch of the womans face was used with water colour pencils, conte and soft pastels. I layered animals, symbols and colours to represent each element, air, water, fire and earth earth. Sometimes I have a hard time knowing if one is finished, I step back into the picture on different days with different feelings

                                                AIR
Air is from the east, she is with feathers and likes the colour yellow

WATER



water is from the west she likes silver, shiny objects, mother of pearl, silver and cups. her colour is blue




FIRE
Fire is from the south, she likes wands and the colour red


EARTH
Earth guards the North she likes copper pennies and acorns her colour is green

Monday, 13 July 2015

Melancholy woman portraits for sale

I joined FAA because I like how they can custom frame my work with various mediums onto stretched canvas acrylic board and steel plated, Over the course of the past few years they have expanded their marketing world, it is now possible to have these images set as a pillow, tshirt, greeting cards, totebag, duvet cover, shower curtain and more.  Go take a peek at your options
Her name is Carrie she was caught in the crossfire of a large decision.
Daisy was commissioned by a womans shelter, she is on the cover of brochure advertising towards help for woman in need of protection at a treatment centre
Sleep Sally sleep, sleep with the spring, wake to renew again

Dusty Rose sings in the smoke at the club
Noone knew the truth, they didn't see, they didn't know and then she was gone
Scrabble the words believe for an imprint to come true

Lily could see everything even with her eyes closed


Lantern Fairy walks through streets at the mardi gras

Covered in dreams

Friday, 12 June 2015

Daisy a drawng portrait process

Inspiration comes and goes like the wind. I'm showing the process of Daisy starting from a pencil sketch, pencil crayons, conte soft oil pastels with some final delicate touches in photoshop. Daisy is on the website available in many mediums, she can be framed with a large selections of mats and colours, canvas, tshirts, coffee mugs, shower curtains and more. You can view Daisy by clicking the FAA link on the right. Thanks for visiting, leave a comment if you wish







I think she is finished, but I may go back to her hair, I like messy, but someone suggested I clean her hair up a bit. What do you think?

I call her Daisy, from Daisy in The Great Gatsby,

Monday, 8 December 2014

poems and my art work

Soft as Rain

The universe of your eyes
soft as rain
whispers heaven this night
reeds that sway
then spiral sweet
back to home
where comfort breathes no pain
under stars
stirs the unclaimed dove
a desire in untainted form
without regretful rooms
that pain the heart
a spark
a lingered touch
closer still
and yet to part
lingered in movements
where embers rise
a totem of my demise

SOUL TO HEART
thin are the nights left behind
lingered in creeping chances
of days and nights
saturated in you
my dreams shift and roll
I still remember
I cant forget
hunger opens my heart
a little nearer yet
I lay with you in flight
deep within a river wood
where my thoughts
open your wings
musky scented ring on spring
sirens sometimes haunt me there
winds my dizzy hair
my thoughts are sometimes far apart
I dream of us soul to heart
waived by a spirit moon
furled by sleep in my cacoon

ICE ROSE
we shall not speak of lost days
or feel frozen stardust songs
the bloom of the ice rose
has just begun
by winds
sea birds
and more
a suite to dream
in the calm of night
voices serene
bittersweet
moonlight

SHADY GLEN ROBIN



Here in the shady glen
where such things pass

Mesmerized with a silent hum
under the transparent night sky,
I recall her visions from long ago

Her eyes sparkle free and wild
emerald- dusted diamonds
Twinkling sensations

Her dazzling gifts and fiery grace
welcome a special midnight space
Her back bends on solar winds
Eternal wing-prints

She knows where the hidden things are
it's part of her instant radar
she knows how the stars turn blue
and which ones need to be rescued

Here in the shady glen
where they pass


SPIRIT BEAR

How glad and strong a strength can be
when secret grieve is gone
a fan
a flame
a sparks desire
bent my shadow there
shifts of light
and spell bound air
dips in softness this night
refrained of past sight
There
a white spirit bear watches us
shall it strive
or fade unseen?
still eyed
deep eyed
so very dear
with kind sleep to bring me near





 

 


Saturday, 8 March 2014

Lantern Challenge a drawing process


 Here it is on the last day of the lantern challenge with Inspiration Avenue. Why do I always leave important things to the LAST MINUTE.

Lanterns bring me many calming memories.  When I was a small child I remember making lanterns from my mothers used milk cartons. I taught my daughter to do the same when she was growing up. She is handy that way, she has always loved to craft.

My dad was very proud of his red camping kerosene lantern. He would hang it away from the trees so we could see in the dark. Mom was scared of it, she was scared of a fire by the tent.

I like to string lanterns on the deck in the summertime. I feel peace and lightness from lanterns. Last year I had a string of hawaian plastic lights, green, blue and yellow in shapes of totems.

Every year, Trout Lake holds a fairy light festival, people usually make their own lanterns or sometimes they buy them. The lantern procession begins at dusk. Hundreds of people walk around the lake, holding light in their hands. Some people wear costumes, like the Mardi Gras.  Some people bring musical intruments and walk while they play their flute or drum. The walk around the lake takes about 40 minutes. The ground is nice because it is flat,  trees, stars and moon mirror out and reach us in the lake.  Tiny lights flicker in the night. It has a starshine or firefly effect. We cannot see each other, just shadows of people passing  holding their light. Everyone has a special shining light inside.

I wish I had pictures of this time. I choose to show you the making of my lantern girl instead.

I will share the process with you
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It started out with a scribble sketch, an idea, quite horrid lil beastie, I had to recreate her to pretty her up
I refined the drawing with pencil crayons on another piece of paper.




I was attempting to draw bleeding hearts in her hair and a paper Chinese lantern but I started the process with water colour pencils instead of an hb pencil. I did not like what was happening on her head so I painted over it with yellow. I was getting frustrated.
 It just wasn't happening, so I started the process of digitizing her

I brought her into Illustrator and made hundreds of flowers and symbols in her hair  symbols, shells, fans, bells and pearls.  Her head piece was garish, but at this stage I did not want to start over so I found a background of a lantern lite street night. I thought that would take the stress off the girl. Her headdress was getting too big.


Then for some odd reason I copied a jpg lantern and placed it on her headpiece like a bullseye. Her headdress was ruining everything, it had to be something simpler and easier on the eye. I made her garish and nonbelievable.
I should have left all the head gear out, and just concentrated on her face and hair. I am pleased with her vector hair and her face outlined with pointillism. It was extremely detailed work, she seemed to take forever with unpleasing results though t was fun making all the little symbols in her hair. 

I think the personal struggle happened because she did not come from my drawing hand at 100% there was too much technical layering for what I wanted to achieve. I left her alone for a few months then went back to her in Photoshop, I cleaned up the hard lines with feathers and darkened the contrast to give her a more subtle look. The garish headdress was replaced. The feeling of a European street filled my head. I was happy.


           And so there she is, my lantern girl, her garish yellow is muted in the shadows, her fine details of technical cartoon hair are muted like a dark cloud looming. I am much happier with this end result for viewing, she is not complicated to the eye, the last effects were made with a series of different apps from my tablet. They were overlaid ontop of the original. I am happy with the end result