Category Archives: Watercolor Paper

Home. Work.

In the middle of doing homework. Yes, I started school and I’m in Los Angeles. Quite happy to say that. Posting photos of recent work. More in progress (even at this very moment!). I love it and it’s exciting and it makes me so happy. Aren’t I entitled to at least that?

I’ll take better photos when they go up on the website. Be forgiving haha.

50, Graphite, 22" x 30", 2013

50, Graphite, 22″ x 30″

a study for bigger work, recycled water bottles, 5.5" x 6.5"

(a study for bigger work), recycled water bottles, 5.5″ x 6.5″

(study for larger work) Graphite powder, Elmer's Glue, Fixative and hairspray 22" x 30"

(study for larger work)
Graphite powder, Elmer’s Glue, Fixative and hairspray
22″ x 30″

An Ode to Balanchine Liquid Graphite, Sumi Ink and Watercolor 22" x 30"

An Ode to Balanchine
Liquid Graphite, Sumi Ink, and Watercolor
22″ x 30″

Wow, that last one is a really bad photo. I’ll get those better photos up soon!

Everything’s that’s around here is made out of the same material, but there is another thing, it’s very important that it’s not made of the material. You see it’s made of something but it doesn’t belong to this world. You see the real world is not here.    –George Balanchine

Happy weekend everyone!

 

Excited. Onwards now.

 

Ill Wills

I’m bedridden and have been on cold medicine all day. I’m hoping a day in bed will be well worth the recovery. I’m being optimistic. Rare, though it shouldn’t be. My only recent drawing. (should I get up and go take a quick photo… should I go mount that sheet of parchment to start a new drawing… for my own mental health, yes.)

(For Crying Out Loud) work in progress

(For Crying Out Loud) work in progress

parchment

parchment

Done and done. That took way too long. Excuse the yellowness of the photos. The light in my room is very yellow and very annoying. Well the NyQuill is really kicking in now.

Onwards.

Inhabit the Air

Happy Birthday to my Mom and Grandma today! Yup! My grandma had my mom on her birthday! That sounds weird. But you get it. How awesome is that right?! Technically, it was the 15th for them yesterday. They’re half way around the world right now. My life exists in different timezones. Ha.

Here’s the little drawing I made for my Grandma. It’s was mailed off in August for my mom to give to her. That was fun.

“Stone in the road? I save every single one, and one day i’ll build a castle.” — Fernando Pessoa (written on the back)

Here’s a painting I finished yesterday! I was so excited to finish it! It was the last day of our two week pose with our live model, the lovely Karen! I’ve been taking classes at The Art Student’s League in New York City. So awesome.  My friend said it sounds like i’m part of some kind of secret society. Haha.

Karen

Doesn’t she look sleepy? Hahaha.. we have class early in the morning and I wish I had painted her eye after she had her morning coffee. Oh well no regrets. I like having that memory of her. Such a trooper.

Okay. Gotta run. California’s waiting on Skype. See, different timezones I tell you. I live in the air you see and i’m tied by a string to my lovely ones in different timezones. That’d be an interesting kid’s book.

K, stay lovely.

Onwards now.

Purple Mountains Majesty

Hi Hi!

So since i’ve been on a streak of productivity this weekend, I thought I might as well get these progress shots on here. And I thought it’d be a nice little segway into July. Plus it’s my blog’s birthday month and I may or may not be able to blog that day. My blog was born July 9th last year while I was living in Highland Park in LA. I miss that space and that area. The east side was lovely.

Anyway, this weekend was my first weekend in a while that involved no traveling and no big events. Not that those are bad things, it was an awesome month, but I almost forgot what a weekend felt like. I finally got to work on my poster study for my oil painting class. I chose a painting by Antonio Lopez Garcia. All his colors are tricky little buggers to mix, but it’s so much fun. His painting is entitled Skinned Rabbit. Poor little bunny.

Oil in the day

I switched to my inks in the evenings. I missed my ink. And oddly enough, I marked out my next piece. I’ve been on the same pages of my sketchbook chewing on a few ideas for the past month and then this happened.

Ink at night

I’m not usually able to mark my paper so decisively like that, but the habit is setting in. It feels kind of nice. Of course, paintings are always subject to change. They are flexible marks. I’m not that decisive.

Anyway, i’m off! It’s late. Happy week of 4th of July! It’s one of my favorite holidays you know. Not that i’m such a patriot, but I just have really fond childhood memories associated with the 4th of July. Our hometown. Our favorite house. Watching fireworks from car roofs. Block parties (do those still happen?). Red, white and blue popsicles.

(… purple mountains majesty!!!!… I heard that song today and it’s my favorite line in the song! Just for the record.)

Anyway, good night and have a lovely week!

 

Onwards now.

Over and Over Again

Another late post. It’s 11:23pm. Can I finish by quater til midnight??? Challenge accepted!

My birthday month is coming to a close. It’s been busy work weeks, weekends in SoCal and thursday nights at SFAI for oil painting. The SoCal trips have been awesome, but my homesickness is only getting worse and my heart explodes over and over again every time I think of it.

Anyway, I quickly sat with some music and did this little number. It isn’t anything but satisfying to sit with a sheet of paper and some ink.

another heart explosion

One of the initial goals of this blog was to get me to sit with some kind of paper and ink at least once a day, whether it was for 5 minutes or an hour. It’s quite the challenge and it doesn’t happen as often as I would want it to. But I did finally get to sit down with my ink today. I started a short term oil painting class a couple weeks ago, so between the traveling and working, I’ve just been with the oils. I missed my ink.

And yes, I started an oil painting class! It’s been awesome. I’ve never really been a fan of oils, but only because I feared it… because I didn’t know how to use the medium. So now I’m taking a class! Ha! What the unknown can do to us! Anyway, we were given a reading for next week’s class. It’s an excerpt from Richard Schmid’s Alla Prima, Everything I know about Painting. (If you ever come across a copy, read even one paragraph and it would be helpful!)

“As painters, however, we must always remember that our precious poetic visions and spiritual insights will remain forever locked within us until we can boil them down to a complex arrangement of a few hundred or possibly even thousands of brushstrokes. Each of those strokes has four main characteristics — color, value, edges and drawings. Those are the only things that get onto our canvas — Art happens in the mind of the person seeing them.”

In other news, the work space has been filing with canvases and paper palettes.

taking up space

Oils are so interesting. I’m obsessed with textures and details that draw a viewer in — it’s the reason why I walked straight up to a canvas when I view art and why I love ink and paper. But I don’t get textures in the same way when I work oils. It’s so indirect, so different! I haven’t figured out a process that is satisfying. BUT I am loving color mixing! That is satisfying in a different, but almost equal way! I love it. (When I say satisfying, I mean to the soul.)

Okay. Done. So abrupt, I know. That’s been happening a lot lately. But it’s 11:59pm. At least it’s before midnight. I’ll probably pay for this in the morning. Train time is sleep time.

Have a great rest of the week!

Onwards now.

P.S. I miss you SoCal. So much.

Onwards

Happy 2012 all! Christmas has come and gone and i’m glad to be rid of 2011. The holiday hurrah in Temecula with the family friends was awesome and catching up with good friends in LA was a lovely little recharge before the start of the new year. Things are still no less uncertain, but i’m glad to say that i’m excited for what’s unfolding this year.

Anyway, here are some things I worked on during the holidays.

I finished my sketchbook!

It’s an 6″x8″ book that involved slicing up watercolor paper, chalkboard paper, every kind of glue (good old elmer’s is best by the way), using a power drill, failing with string as a binder, and eventually binder rings.

Holiday doodle. Wish I came up with these in time for Christmas cards. Next year I guess.

piece continued

detail

I hope to finish this piece soon. I’m hoping to spend less time in the sketchbooks this year and complete more projects. And I’m not really one for resolutions, but I have been thinking about some things I want to do in the coming year or perhaps years. I always hear that i’m young, so why not?

Anyway, cheers to the new year!

Onwards now!

Autumn is Falling Fast

Hello hello! It’s been a while. It’s all a result of my usual excuses. But who cares, excuses are excuses. I thought having more time would allow me to finish work that i’ve been putting on hold for a while, but it’s difficult to continue when i’m in such a different space (yes yes another move). In case you didn’t catch that, that was another excuse ha. Anyway, i’m hoping to get back to these pieces and finish them soon. Some of them go as far back as four apartments ago. That’s right, four apartments haha.

I haven’t been anywhere but the sketchbooks these days. I need to get real work done though, new or old. I can’t be in the sketchbooks forever. Anyways, these guys are from the past couple of weeks.

Leaf studies

I drew as many leaves as I could today until it got too cold to sit outside. I hate these shorter winter days.

possibly rain

As you can see, I ran out of daylight before I could take a better focused photo haha.

To be honest, I have no idea where this piece is going now. The original idea was over at the start. Must follow through with this one though.

hair studies

this sketch lives on a page full of panda sketches for the little sister's mug.

cloud studies

I also found something in my old journals. I was thinking about where I was this time last year (four apartments ago) and went through some entries. It was so odd to find something like this and I don’t know why I’m so okay with publicizing it. I don’t recall writing it, but I know exactly what I was talking about. Anyway, here’s my schizo self. Haha.

[from 1:05am Tuesday 30 November 2010]
I had a dream that I delved into the dark dungeons of my heart, 
into the basements of bitterness and into the dumpster of old dreams. 
I saw that nothing was as it seemed. 
Dreams were answers for comfort and relief 
and bitterness grew and burst at the seams. 
These places were hard to visit, 
difficult to view such horrid things. 
But I was there to be rid of them
and replace them with a life that shines and sings. 
My heart is better occupied now. 
It never feels bad for believing it deserves such happiness. 

Have a lovely rest of the week! Do go outside any chance you get, the leaves are falling fast.

Down down down the rabbit hole

Finally finished this piece early last week. When I fix the tint of the white, prints will be for sale on my bluecanvas (ah saying it out loud so I can’t take it back).

How do I brave this, 5.5 x 7.5 in., watercolor

gold drawing ink on some scrap bookmark I messed up on

The view from my window is the 405 freeway. It almost looks like a bridge over Exposition Boulevard, but totally not. I wish it was a real bridge. That has nothing to do with these drawings. And neither does this.

“Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next.” 

– Lewis Carroll

Oh and look at this! I really like this.

Things Ashore

(thinking of weeping willows)

Coming out of a somber weekend. Lots to deal with right now. You have to search for brighter things until you find it sometimes.

color mulch

Ashore (beginnings)

I got to drop by the Tim Burton exhibition at the LACMA. His sketchbooks were my favorite part. Images online are awesome, but NOTHING beats seeing the paper textures and the artist’s pen strokes. I picked up a book of his short stories. It has some of his sweet little characters with rather tragic stories. This is what Burton wrote about his Voodoo Girl.

VOODOO GIRL

Her skin is white cloth,
and she’s all sewn apart
and she has many colored pins
sticking out of her heart.

She has a beautiful set
of hypno-disk eyes,
the ones that she uses
to hypnotize guys.

She has many different zombies
who are deeply in her trance.
She even has a zombie
who was originally from France.

But she knows she has a curse on her,
a curse she cannot win.
For if someone gets too close to her,
the pins stick farther in.

Every character in the book is a tragedy. Seriously. They give me that feeling you get when you have a nightmare and you feel like you can’t move and you’re forced to watch bad things happen. Ugh. Scary right?

Anyway, find something light. Listen to some Andrew Bird. (Lull is my fave.)

Heart Swells

Hello! I’ve been meaning to drop this sketch on here. I’ve been busy with work and moving (again) and i’ve had the lovely excuse of not having internet and avoiding communication. Is that horrible? It is. It’s the introvert in me. But you know what, I know communication is so essential to relationships and to keeping ties with the people you care about in this life. I get tired and I think it’s an excuse to hideaway, but we (I) should be trying harder every day. Anyway, here we go.

I started working on this sketch during the move I think. A good deal of this was done at the Ford dealership in Alhambra when I was getting my car done. That isn’t important or anything. It’s just a fun detail for me to remember. The sketch is a stem off that sketch with the sail boat a couple sketches down from here. I’ve been trying to get the strokes like the first time I did them on that smaller sketch. Can never get it like the first time.

Heart Swells (Beginnings)

I think I need to get a scanner, or at least figure out how to better focus my camera. I have to control myself from fussing over things like that before uploading or else you would never see anything on here. The downsides of being a perfectionist. Just making them better as I go now.

Anyway, must get back to work. Working on bigger swells right now and I found some music by Gaspar Claus and Sufjan Stevens! My gosh! Two of my faves on one track! Can’t let it go to waste!

Oh, and I am now a resident of Santa Monica. I miss the east side already.