Last night I went to the local book store with a fellow sketcher. It was fun! Good conversation and drawing are a pleasant way to spend a few hours in the evening.
Yesterday morning I met up with a friend, to chat, drink coffee, and sketch in the local botanical gardens. The day was warm and sunny, and before you knew it, 2.5 hours had passed. She did some wonderful pictures of cacti and tree branches, using only colors from a very tiny paint box! Me, I need pen and ink to feel confident enough – I am still trying to make watercolors look like watercolors, instead of ink with colors. I do like the ink-and-color thing, but I know I want to master solid colors. So, after inking on site, I went home and filled in some colors, and more ink, and more colors, until I hope I got what looks like dappled light on rocks and cacti beneath some pines.
Being curious as to whether or not there is decent light / dark, I thought I would convert it to black and white to see. Results are below. I may go in and paint the bushes behind the rocks a bit darker in the center an to the right.
I have picked up watercolor on a serious level, along with drawing and sketching. I have neglected that side of myself for a long time, but have attempted to reconnect with that part of myself off and on. Truthfully, it has been more off than on, but when I do delve into painting, it is such a pleasure. Over the years, I have purchased video classes or viewed videos from a variety of people. Today, I sat down and went through some of my notebooks and watercolor pads, and decided to scan what I have done to see if there is anything of value.
One person I have admired and enjoyed for a long time is Charles Reid. I love his loose, wet, messiness in watercolor. It works. I have watched his videos and read his books, attempting to catch what he does – learning from the teacher by doing. I have had some success, but I still tend to overwork and create muddy colors.
Another artist I have learned from is Birgit O’Connor. Her approach is very different than Reid’s – not splashy, but controlled, thought out, and very disciplined. The results are completely different, but valuable in that self-discipline and forethought are necessary to achieve results. Reid’s discipline is from years of knowledge, such as how to paint negative spaces and create contrast. O’Connor uses masking in varying forms, such as with contact paper and frisket to help preserve white space and create texture.
From both Reid and O’Connor, I have learned a lot . . . but without daily practice, it all is forgotten. Besides needing to remember how to paint, how to manage color, I have also forgotten how to sketch. Craftsy classes have proven to be helpful, with ones from Shari Blaukopf, Mark Taro Holmes, David Brody, and Kateri Ewing. These classes range from urban sketching to an extensive, classical drawing class. Each of these has proved, and is proving, to be very valuable. Videos are some of the best learning tools when it comes to finding time to do and to learn. Books with encyclopedic samples on how to do things are also great, such as Claudia Nice’s books on ink, pen, and watercolor, as seen below.
On YouTube, I have subscribed to multiple channels. These range from using dip pens to lessons from extremely talented watercolorists and sketchers. Of late, I have been working on negative painting – painting around things, rather than directly painting things. This is in the hopes of learning to manage white space better.
It’s easy to use lines to compensate for a lack of contrast to define light areas in negative space. The flowers are rather disastrous, but a lesson on YouTube (sorry, I don’t recall the video the trees are from, but it was fantastic!) was very helpful. The key to that video was to paint from the foreground back, unlike in traditional watercolor, you paint from the sky down for the most part.
In addition to videos, books are an excellent resource. I have a lot of books. The ugly truth is that art books are damned attractive, but how many of them have I actually sat down with and gone through, step by step? Not many. In fact, none at all . . . until I came across a book by Jenna Rainey: Everyday Watercolor: Learn to Paint Watercolor in 30 Days. Rainey’s painting style is not what I see myself doing, but what I do like is the “daily” approach and the short, structured lessons. Thus far, I am up to Day 11, and have been really enjoying myself. I’ve let go that nasty inner critic that expects perfection out of the gate, and have been loosening up, and doing some things that I like.
More than anything, I am happy to see I am not lacking ability – only self-discipline to work on painting and drawing when I have time. Looking at what I have done is inspiring me to continue, despite frustrations and time. Nothing like a retrospective to see what and where I have been, what I am doing now, and looking forward to what I might yet do.
Deciding to take the bull by the proverbial horns, I enrolled in a few of the online classes on Craftsy. I have used them for a number of other courses, such as sewing or photography, and really enjoy their format. Demonstrations which are practical, well presented, and make sense are worthwhile. Online streaming format, without limitation (once bought), is another advantage – you can watch, play, replay, go away, and revisit. I really like Craftsy for this one reason. So, I enrolled in a drawing class called See Better, Draw Better: Exercises for Beginners by Kateri Ewing, and a couple by Shari Blaukopf on Sketching with Pen and Ink – one for landscapes, and one for cityscapes.
I am alternating between the drawing class and the sketching landscape classes. I have my chrome book, pens, paper, ink, water, coffee, and watercolors, and who knows what else. I am using one notebook – it’s a standard sketchbook, so the paper is thin – and taking notes and playing with the exercises as we move along. I have also been doing some sketching while listening to an audiobook. The watercolor studies are essentially play – not serious – because I do things as Blaukopf moves along in her class. I want to see her class almost completely before I really do anything on watercolor paper, whereas the drawing class is easier to play and do some “serious” stuff as it moves along.
I’ve doodled with drawing throughout the years, but never really focused on drawing in the way Ewing presents it. She uses 3 pencils – 6H, 4B, and HB. She also explains the differences between willow and vine charcoal, which I never thought of. As well, she discusses hatching, cross-hatching, broken lines, stippling, and other techniques for texture. I never thought of drawing in the direction of the shape of an object. She has you begin with gestural drawings and them move onto the shading techniques and so on. I’m surprised at what I have been able to do – as you can see below!
From the gestural drawings, she moves into shape and shadow to give volume – light and dark.
And then, I’ve been sketching in between.
As I said, I am moving through the watercolor / pen / ink classes differently. I want to focus more on listening, and observing, and hoping that the drawing class will help with my ongoing issue of contrast and value and tone. The pencil pictures are helping a lot already, but the real key will be painting. Below are some sketches made from the landscape class and done on non-watercolor paper, just to show some of the stuff I’ve been playing with.
My problem is a lack of time. Work and life get in the way. Still, it’s wonderful to feel the focus of drawing and painting and thinking I just might, just might, be able to do something worthwhile!
I am not quite sure what hit me the other day, but I wandered off to the local library to look at kids’ books.
Where I live, we are fortunate to have a well-run, financially sound (so it seems) library system. There are about 130 K people here, and only two libraries to serve the population, but both libraries are well-designed, light, airy, and busy. Busy meaning there are kids and teenagers and adults, as well as scheduled activities, such as lectures and movies.
The children’s section of the library is separate from the adult. There are sections for young adult, for research, for youngish readers (8-12?), and for non-readers and beginners. The shelves are the right height for kids, and topped with books and displays to catch the eye.
Okay, so what does this have to do with drawing? A lot! Good illustrations add so much to a story, for both children and adults. Textbooks without illustrations are unattractive. Color adds more. And children’s books need pictures – just like Alice said, “What is the use of a book if there are no pictures?”
Yeah, there is a lot of use for pictureless books – but they are even more useful with illustrations.
So, here I am, wandering through the children’s section, looking at this book and that. Most books had written words with pictures to illustrate them. And then I came across Clown by Quentin Blake. Blake is the illustrator for many of Roald Dahl’s books (you know, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory). Clown is a story without words, only pictures. I had a few good laughs as I “read” the book, and totally enjoyed the illustrations.
Blake is the master of light mood, caught with pen and watercolor. A loose style that, nonetheless, is filled with details. When the clown wriggles out of the garbage can, you have to look to see it happening – but you do! When I looked again and again, so many things showed up.
Then I looked at more of his books. Cockatoos had me laughing out loud. Illustrations and story worked so well together – I loved to see all the cockatoos hiding, and I loved the last line in the story.
I blither about art, and drawing, and writing, a lot. The mental arguments are strange and annoying. I put up barriers and fill time with meaningless twaddle when I could be out doing something. I have fought with myself over and over again about my “style” in the painted, colored, drawn world. It was never technically accurate or realistic enough. I am confident about my writing style – academically, I can crank out papers at an appalling rate – but with drawing, I drag my feet, tormenting myself with my perceived failures and inabilities.
The light bulb went on with Clown. I love that loose, fun style. Is it “art”? Probably not – but why should that matter? If it brings pleasure and communicates, I guess that is definition enough.
Yesterday, I took out my own pen and ink and began to doodle. I didn’t care what I drew. My imagine was allowed to play without rules.
How I love paper and pencil and ink!