I was at Chestnut Hill College on March 9, yesterday, to do a session of poetry writing. (Look here to read about the Installment Plan Poetry Marathon I am doing, and why I was at this location).
Long story short, I hadn’t realized the school was on spring break and I got there before the library opened, being on holiday hours. So I sat outside with my sketchbook in a pleasant sunny morning and here is what I came up with.
This sketchbook travels with me in my red and black plaid bag (on that day sharing it with a thesaurus and a rhyming dictionary. Sitting and drawing like this is a refuge for me – a way to create my own space in crowded or disorienting circumstances. The peaceful college campus certainly was not pressing in on me, but the disruption in my schedule could have gotten to me. I am glad I have learned to turn to art or poetry-writing in these situations. Amazing what a difference a pen and paper make.
This sketchbook endures a lot. I noticed that once again I’ve spilled something on it – the bottom right corner area, this time. I think it’s one of those protein drinks I carry around. Must remember to be more careful!
Two postcards from January, 2017.
Twigs – I printed out a photo of some twigs I had taken – I don’t know when…anyway. And then I colored over it with Caran D’Ache Neocolor II crayons, the water-soluble ones. I attached it to a recycled cardboard background and turned it into a postcard.
Planet – I painted a cardboard background, collaged, it, painted it, and it turned into a depiction of a moon or a planet, hanging very low over the surface of another one – I am hoping it does not fall out of the sky.
I painted this scene in September, 2016, inspired by a photo I took in Philadelphia earlier in the summer.
This painting has a funny little history. It started off as a painting of some other scene. I came to dislike the original image, as I often do, and wanted to paint over it – but the surface was quite irregular. I solved that problem by applying gesso over it very thickly, then bouncing a paint spatula over the layer to make a kind of pattern. Then I just painted the new scene over it. I think it turned out to have a nice look about it.
In a book I was reading, there was a description of a setting – a house with a hill rising at the back, a wall around the front yard. As I read it, I vividly saw the scene, and here I have painted it.