Showing posts with label figure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label figure. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Pink Tutu

This was an acrylic sketch from the Bev Tosh worshop in RedDeer Alberta. I loved this big strong rugby player type girl in her frilly pink tutu. It is acrylic on paper. I am thinking of having it dry-mounted, then seal with acrylic medium and frame it and see how it stands up. I don't really want to put it under glass. Has anyone else tried this?

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Charcoal sketch and two walkers


Success! We finished the 10k in less than 2 hours (1 hour 58 1/2 minutes...) and it was a beautiful warm sunny day. Next year, less time!

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Seated woman


Today is my first 10k walk. It's really cloudy out there..it could rain before we are done. Wish me luck.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Sitting Model


I liked the grace and the power of the arms in this sketch. Ms. Sickles recommended that I concentrate on practicing drawing hands. Hands can add so much character to portraits. Anybody what to be my hand model? Guess what I'll be doing this winter.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Figure Studies

I have taken figure study classes this summer, one with Bev Tosh and one with a personal hero of mine, Donna Howell-Sickles. I have tons of pages of gesture drawings and some 10 and 20 minute sketches. I am going to post a few of these. Warning, there may be nudes!

Monday, February 11, 2008

Chicks with Sticks 1 (1938)

I based this painting on a photo I saw in the Valley Pioneer, the local newspaper. I learned to enjoy hockey when my youngest daughter joined a team a few years back. I admired the toughness and speed of those young girls as they zipped and fell on the ice. And I'll admit I cried with pride when the Canadian women's hockey team took gold at the last olympics.

The girls in the photo were a team in Invermere in 1938. I believe the gal on the left would have been Doreen Lamond, a fiesty young woman who became an intriguing figure as she grew. If I understood her correctly, Doreen followed her husband to England in WW2 when so many people were fleeing the country. I can't decide if that was a lack of imagination or a surplus of spunk!