This drawing is somewhat inspired by my new batiked dress. Also by the mazes left behind by the Emerald Ash Borer.
Now I’m finally caught up with the drawings I missed.
These last few weeks have been busy busy, and though I love writing down the thoughts that occur to me during these drawings, there just haven’t been very many free moments to do so.
Mazes and labyrinths have always fascinated me. Finding connections.
The way I learn a city is by stitching together how streets connect to familiar objects. It is somewhat less exact (in some ways) than creating a map in my mind, but it indicates a different way of getting around. Once there are enough connections, it is often more accurate.
Spanish friends were always surpirsed that “la guiri” could find her way through Madrileño streets more easily than they could. In part it was the newness to me. But in part it was because those Madrid streets that connect to plazas and churches, museums and shops, fit in with the way I like to build connections between things.
Today another experiment in folding. Again using the tan toned paper. Today, though it seemed apt to show both before the paper is unfolded as well as the way the drawing came out.
The first time I did this kind of thing, I was reminded of the Futurists who tried to depict motion on a flat plane. I did some experiments to this drawing after these photos were taken, and I think that it sort of ruined the drawing and the end products weren’t so good, so perhaps today’s drawing goes to the bin. It might be that I revisit and revamp it later though.
In other news, I was a featured guest author on the blog for The Scrap Box
Today the sun was shining, and the icy remains of snow piles are melting. Some boxes of things arrived including my beautiful Shibori-dyed floor pillows that I bought in Japan Town, San Francisco.
So I decided to do a paper-folded drawing experiment. Maybe I’ll do another tomorrow, since this one was so interesting. Although I folded it to block out areas, not all of the areas with color were done by blocking. Some I went back through and worked on again.
I’ve done prints this way, but not really done any drawings. It gives me some more ideas about how to play with shapes.
In English, we use the phrase, “I see,” for a wide variety of meanings. We say it not only to indicate vision, but for perspective, perception, and possibility.
Seeing is pretty complicated. Our eyes see a wide dynamic range in light and color.
When we walk outside at night, we don’t see everything, but we can distinguish color, texture, motion, and form.
Night photography can be tricky. I remember using my SLR to take long exposure shots on film when I was 18, with lovely if slightly weird results. Digital photography has produced even weirder results because of the relationship between megapixels and the size of the sensor. The photos are full of what we call noise.
But with a little twist of editing fun, it is surprising how much of the correct information is there.
This photo for example, is very blurry. It was nearly black until I used a photo-editing program to draw out the colors. It isn’t very clear, and instead of a deep bluish grey, it becomes speckled with multiple colors, like a print-maker’s color separation, it looks somewhat like what I saw from far away, but up close it is a rich fabric of colors.
Someone recently invented a camera that somehow takes a photo with a lot of different focal points all at once, so that you can change what was in focus after the fact. To me that seems a lot like the saying, “Hindsight is 20/20.”
California is really an amazing place. There is such a wide variety of plants, that I’m still finding new ones, or at least seeing them in a different season, they look different.
There’s the trees that are green in summer, but that in the late winter sprout enormous red buds that stand out from the end of ham-fisted branches. There’s the ones that look like bottle brushes in bloom, and have crazy baubles hanging when the red stamens that make up the brush fall out. There’s the trees that have smooth fluffy bark. There’s the wide variety of palms, succulents and yucca.
The other day on my walk with Sydney, these primeval pine-cone blooms or sprouts struck me. They remind me of a bird about to uncoil its wings.
Seeing them, I imagine some remarkable bracelets that are stacked beads like this, giant oddly shaped peyote stitch, or just stacked and couched beads sewn down to a cloth. I can imagine a crazy folded skirt, with pleats sewn up like this to add texture. I can also see these used as a roller in ink, to make mono prints.
Their texture is impressive. And the shock between the dark green leaves and the light colored stamens (or sprouts?) is quite striking as well. It says, “Come land on me, butterflies and bees, I’m full of nectar.”
It wasn’t just one of these but about 10 planted on the corner of a corner lot. I’d seen them without the blooms, and wasn’t impressed, but with these accents in late spring, I can understand why the owner planted them.