...so? I should have the watercolor painting of the toys finished by the end of this weekend. I need to get it in the mail sooner rather than later. Pleased enough with the drawing, I guess. I'm a bit stress-y over all the plaids in the scarecrow (or is it a Raggedy Andy?), a bit worried about my lack of skills but she isn't afraid to grade me down on anything so what will be will be.
All I have left to draw in are the wall panel lines and the blocks behind the doll. Scumbling. I need to do it to pick up the green wash we put over the pine paneling. I think. Unless somebody has a better idea. Here is the photo I am working from and yes, I set up the still life myself, in my usual lack of patience manner and it is what it is. I do like the foreshortening in the doll's legs and the ball. I'm going to use some iridescence on the ball itself...I've not used it before so it will be interesting too.
I miscounted my grids so the image on the painting just gets the start of the tail on the horse. Loved the foreshortening in the horse handle too, the distant half of it.
Yesterday I took a personal day; just really burned out and tired out. I rode in the car with Michael when he went on one of his calls. I brought the laptop desk thing I have, the pencils and the watercolor paper and almost finished this drawing. I did not have a ruler with me, however, so I did not do the paneling lines or the blocks. Not much of them visible but I will get that perspective correct one way or another.
This set up came to mind as a manifestation of my imagination that always takes off and runs with images when I read a book. The book that brought this about is called "The Melendy Family," by Elizabeth Enright. I read the book as a young child (2nd or 3rd grade) and have been looking for it ever since. A few years back, it was running as high as $500 (maybe even more) for the copies I could find online, such as on eBay. Last year I found a copy for about $150 and scooped it up. I've re-read the book in its entirety and still love it.
Another book I read as a child and have always loved and remembered is called "Blue Willow," by Doris Gates. A fellow blogger sent me a copy a couple of years ago (we've since lost touch) and imagine my surprise to find that I'd found the book myself years ago and ordered it and had it in a bin. I passed the second edition on to my granddaughters. Those are the only two books I have that I read as a child and loved so very much. I was also hooked on The Happy Hollisters (kids that solved mysteries) by Jerry West, read The Bobbsey Twins (my mom bought me the Hollisters and my sister the Bobbsey Twins and I sucked them all up) by Laura Lee Hope, the Nancy Drew mysteries (by Carolyn Keene), and yes, I confess to even reading my brother's Hardy Boys mysteries (by Franklin W. Dixon). Maybe a hint as to my favorite types of books these days: mysteries and suspense.
A couple of my favorite books as an adult is "The Devil in the White City" by Erik Larson and "The Physic Book of Deliverance Dane," by Katherine Howe. The first is historical fiction, though I suspect more factual than fictional. The second is a rather odd book but I confess that I found my imagination soaring with this one. Also reading of what flowers and herbs used to be used for in the past (and maybe still are to some degree). Of course, I cannot remember the whole story behind the title but it will be a good re-read some day. Both of them will.
Didn't mean to give you any kind of book reports here but I guess the autumn season and staying home yesterday brings to mind my truest of all passions...reading. If I had to give up all outside interests save one, I'd have to keep reading. So...I'm off to practice my harp then head into work early (since I was out yesterday, I tend to stress what happened in my absence - control freak much?). Tonight is my harp lesson and tomorrow is Thursday (yay), one day closer to Friday. Oh...and have a doc appt. on 10/26 to discuss the diet pills. Could not get in any sooner since I don't want to take off work to go in for something like this.