Saturday, May 2, 2009

Slinging In The Rain

Like Wilbur the Pig in Charlottes's Web, I'm laying sorrowfully, head between the old paws, staring at the rain that spoils the days plans. Well, actually, no particular plans.

I've worked mightily this last month on my website at:

and worked hard on a redesign for my friend Shannon Brown's site:

Recruiter calls/emails are far and few between and my artistic endeavors seem to be restricted to scanning and posting images I created long ago. It's just that I want to go back to actually being published currently, in real time. But being "in the mountains" feels like being in the ultimate "back water" even WITH the internet.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Went to a concert tonight and dumped digital, going totally analog...took my 6X8" blank black book and drew the performers on each to sign their drawings. It's an old hobby, going back to drawing the anthropologist Dr. Louis B. Leakey at Washington High School in Fremont CA in 1969.

He told me he had watched me as he was speaking, as I drew 6 portraits in the front row. He signed one of the six.

It's nice to feel a pencil in my fingers and paper under my hand...real paper, and not the tapping of fingers on a keyboard.

My drawings exist in real time, unlike my digital art work, which exists only as differing voltages in the computer architecture. Thank god for bristol vellum finish paper.

But then, they DO wind up being scanned into digital files and manipulated in Photoshop and posted to my website. So much for the romance of art as seen by Vermeer, DaVinci, Botticelli or Van Gough.

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