Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
30-Faces; Day 27
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Saturday, November 25, 2006
30-Faces; Day 25
pencil on sketchpad
This is a picture of one of my newest dear friends...who is actually a 'blog friend'. She helps me stay centered on Christ and trust what God has placed within me...as I travel this journey.
The picture below is 'photo-shopped' with posterization, outlines and one other effect which I don't recall. I love playing with photo-shop as I learn to use it.
Friday, November 24, 2006
30-Faces; Day 24
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
30-Faces; Day 22 (a bit early)
Monday, November 20, 2006
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Friday, November 17, 2006
30-Faces; Day 17
Blake is my youngest nephew and this picture reminds me of how much he has grown up. I took this picture one day when he was making a goofy face.
He is being forced to grow up too fast as his family is in crisis-mode right now, so I look at this picture and travel back to happier days for Blake and I hope and pray for happier days in his future!
Thursday, November 16, 2006
30-Faces, Day 16
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
30-Faces; Day 15
This young lady is an absolute breath of fresh air...every time I see her I am greeted with enthusiasm unrivaled. Whether I've seen her an hour ago or 2 weeks ago...she exudes warmth, spirit and an incredible zest for life! She is also an artist and we have painted and colored together. She has quite an eye.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
30-Faces; Day 14
This is the last picture I have of my grandma on my Dad's side. I hadn't been to see her in years as I was busy 'living life'. I now realize with such regret how much I missed those last years.
She had already lost her sparkle in this picture. She was quite a woman in her peak. Our favorite thing to do together when I'd spend the summer with her, was to go get a Dairy Queen Slush...I'd get orange, she'd get grape. Then we'd go to the laundromat and I'd help her do the weekly wash and we'd take it back to her house to hang on the 'line'.
This picture really evoked the most memory for me so far. It's bittersweet and I hestitated to even post it because it lacks her true spirit.
Monday, November 13, 2006
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Friday, November 10, 2006
Thursday, November 09, 2006
30-Faces; Day 9
I was on break the other day (at my paying job) and a few coworkers came in and saw me 'sketching' and said, "I didn't know you were an ARTIST!" I looked at them as if they had 3 eyes and said, "You know there are many FORMS of art. I am a writer, a poet, a painter, a stained glass artist, jeweler, etc."
I should have never said anything, but my poor ego was a bit bruised. So...one coworker asked if I would 'sketch' her husband from an old photo (Okay...God, I get it...it's NOT about me!).
I've only met Butch once but this photo she brought me looks nothing like the man I met. He is an alcohol who is dying. I would like to get a current picture and sketch it, but don't want to offend her. I brought her this 'rough sketch' today and she loves it and is going to hang it up for her husband. Hopefully it won't be too painful to remember the not so distant past.
I really like the look of Charcoal better than pencil, but I like the non-smearing of pencil (I am left handed and really struggle with smearing). Is there an in-between pencil/charcoal? I think I use too much pressure for pastels.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
30-Faces; Day 8
Dave is a glimpse of my past. He was my bartender at my home away from home; The Point, Fells Point, Maryland. I would go there a few times a week, typically, put a little Patsy Cline on the jukebox and croon and visit with Dave and friends.
The whole experience was very 'Cheers-esque' and when I moved from Baltimore, Dave gave me "My" wineglass. The one I always drank from. It has since broken (I think) and I have outgrown this time of my life...but what wonderful memories it evokes. Dave was one of my best 'girlfriends'.
He came to visit Paul and I when we lived in Albuquerque and it was as though he was still living in that time...very surreal and somewhat sad. I wonder where he is now...