I love all things Halloween. So of course, one of the art programs I created at my library was an October painting class. Drink & Draw: Halloween Acrylic Painting riffs on the popular paint nite events. I do it a little differently, though. I served seasonal local wine and soda at this session. This is a public library event, so it’s important to be able to encompass ALL skill levels. Seriously. Some people say this, but there are people who have never painted a day in their lives that may show up. (In fact, I had a previous attendee of another class who was so intimidated by painting that they even ditched elementary school art projects. They quite literally never painted before!) Because of this, I feel picking one project and telling people how to do it point by point can be disadvantageous for a group with varied skill levels. I had a demo that I painted, but also printed out some inspiration images for attendees to draw from. I provided everyone with various brushes, student grade acrylic paint, and 9×11″ canvases. Everyone had a great time! Below is a slideshow of what we created in the class.
Back in April 2017 I taught an upcycled collage making class for adults at the library I work at. I provided participants with an 8×10″ canvas, discarded library books, magazines, and newspaper, watercolors, and inspiration photos to get their imaginations going. I used an old heart shaped chocolate box to create the collage while instructing. (Pictured in the slideshow below)
I am working on a long-term portrait project with a private collector. The series highlights humanitarians who risked their lives for their cause. (Many ended up being martyred for them, like the latest portraits in this post.) The portraits are in black and white, with a small area of red to signify their sacrifice.
The latest duo of portraits feature Harvey Milk, the progressive openly gay politician, who was murdered by a conservative political colleague, and Martin Luther King, Jr, whose story every school age kid knows. These two portraiture subjects stood for sexual and racial equality in the ’60’s and ’70’s. It’s alarming how relevant they are in 2017.
I’m excited to announce that I will be one of the 180 participants showing artwork at Delaware Fun-A-Day this year. I’ve participated in this challenge previously. The general gist for those who are unfamiliar with it is this: Artists are encouraged to create small pieces of art each day in the month of September. This year it will be shown as part of the First Friday art loop in Wilmington, Delaware on October 6th from 6 -9 PM. For more information visit my FACEBOOK PAGE or go DIRECTLY TO THE EVENT PAGE.
I went for my first visit to the west coast this month. While visiting Washington I visited Seattle, Tacoma, and Olympia. I’m from the other side of the country. We have mountains, beaches, ocean, and coast. I was struck by the subtle differences in the skyline- the boats, the fact that the snow-capped Ranier mountain was visible in the skyline in the middle of July, the small boats in every body of water. I was thoroughly impressed by the Chihuly glass sculptures in Tacoma and Seattle. Pottery and blown glass clearly have a big impact on the local art there. Below are a few drawings from my visit.
I was lamenting my hormonal woes and how they can lead me to feel out of control of my emotions when the menstrual monster is lurking under the bed. A friend commented “It’s like the drunk text of womanhood.” That phrase was so apt. I knew I had to draw it in some capacity.
Well, here she is. There will probably be an on-canvas version of her at some point.
Every year in late spring Wilmington turns its skating rink into an outdoor beach themed beer garden, complete with sand, boardwalk, and lounge chairs. It’s pretty fun. Last night I made my annual pilgrimage there. Sketching, drinking, and putting your toes in the sand makes for a rather enjoyable night.
Whatsoever I’ve feared has Come to life Whatsoever I’ve fought off Became my life Just when everyday Seemed to greet Me with a smile Sunspots have faded And now I’m doing time Cause I fell on Black days