Well, I’m slow but I’m steady. I walk my dogs every morning at Ft Benjamin Harrison State Park. This is a vey nice, welcoming Indiana State Park on the east side of Indianapolis. Ft Ben holds one of the military’s largest finance centers (payrolls, etc). The Finance Center is still in operation but the other military functions were ended in the 1990’s and the fort is now a state park with two lakes, a stable and miles of trails full of joggers, bikers, skaters, dog walkers and families. I have always been fascinated by the old, weathered trees. I don’t know why, but old trees frequently seem to have a personality – a history that is written on their surface like the lines in a person’s face. I wanted to do a drawing of the tangled, interwoven roots in one section of the park. The soil has been washed away and the grand old trees stand exposed. I completed this drawing yesterday and was pretty happy with it.
July 7, 2014 July 7, 2014
For the last 18 months I have been struggling with my art. I had a burst of creativity at the time I lost my husband to cancer and since then I have generally been unhappy with my work. The weather and the seasons seem to be the only thing that inspires me. My watercolors are muddy and while I occasionally do a nice painting I seem to lack consistency. Everything I paint is a relearning experience. Whine! Whine! Whine!
I just returned from a family trip to Italy. As I prepared for the trip I went through two wonderful Teaching Company courses, one covered the career and art of Michelangelo and one Leonardo da Vinci. It suddenly hit me that all great artists are great draughtsmen. So I am going back to the basics, starting with drawing. This is actually a super “good thing” because I love to draw. I took one of my old beat-up sketchbooks with me to Italy. I didn’t have time to sketch until our last day. We were in Venice and I did two quick architectural sketches. neither is very good. The crowds were heavy, the sun was bright and I had to dodge and weave to see my subject. BUT it was fun and I lost myself for a few hours. Here is my rough sketch of a corner of the Basilica of Sam Marco.
And her is San Giorgio Maggiore drawn peaking between visitors in line to enter the Doge’s Palace…very tough to see and to capture any detail!