tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42225034418543748502024-03-14T05:37:11.855-05:00Sketching in NatureKate (Cathy Johnson)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296053923338246127noreply@blogger.comBlogger3059125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-34683705164695219962024-01-27T03:16:00.001-06:002024-01-27T03:16:14.721-06:00WONDROUS WOODCOCKS (TIMBERDOODLES)<p>
</p><p>This is the story behind a coloured pencil drawing. How observing a woodcock resulted into a detailed drawing of this wonderful bird.</p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9xWikgPN0Wa3vTHwhBsalXOVkP9sSzLeZGSPI3dr4Mq5NOHNi6U-jQzOv7xLE6lglZOR-FTAKzX6rTdy_TKfRf2aEqSlcSvipYN33XHdpwQpIWo2rMYj2COlQflbIoloVvMyTY5VmjNfj77sKm7guoaYt2IRlQhiYUHF_j9ZUjuu_DwEoFDky5klh0_Q/s1024/Woodcocks%201.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="683" data-original-width="1024" height="352" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9xWikgPN0Wa3vTHwhBsalXOVkP9sSzLeZGSPI3dr4Mq5NOHNi6U-jQzOv7xLE6lglZOR-FTAKzX6rTdy_TKfRf2aEqSlcSvipYN33XHdpwQpIWo2rMYj2COlQflbIoloVvMyTY5VmjNfj77sKm7guoaYt2IRlQhiYUHF_j9ZUjuu_DwEoFDky5klh0_Q/w528-h352/Woodcocks%201.jpg" width="528" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Years ago, my family lived in the woodlands of Kalmthout, Belgium. One day I noticed that a few autumn leaves were moving. The strange thing was that they kept on moving while there was no wind. It is universal knowledge that what one does not know, one fails to see. Only upon inspecting the autonomously moving leaves with binoculars, I noticed a perfectly camouflaged woodcock. It blended in so perfectly that even a passing, prowling cat didn’t notice it. The woodcock, also named a <i>timberdoodle</i>, stayed in our garden for a few days. Clearly it was migrating and in need of some rest.</p>
<p>What a fascinating bird it is! Apparently, when there is danger, this bird can pick up its young and fly the young bird to a safe place. Not surprisingly, this is rarely seen because woodcocks are masters in camouflage, not only because of their mottled brown, beige and black 'wood with leaves' resembling plumage but also because of their 'lie low' behaviour. Finding a woodcock is difficult, finding a woodcock with chicks is even harder, and then seeing a woodcock airlifting its juveniles to another place must feel like a miracle. (Most will miss this extremely rare occasion anyway by grabbing for our cameras). </p>
<p>That said, I had a neighbour who saw a common starling (<i>Sturnus vulgaris</i>) airlifting its young to a nearby bush -30-50 cm above ground level- because of a nearby cat. I was so stunned to hear this that I subjected the poor man to a detailed investigation eventually finding no criminal charges of lying or excessive use of imagination. The starling had taken its young by the wing and just dropped in a thick bush. Little birds weigh nothing, as you may have experienced or know (they have hollow bones). I wish I had seen that! Not in the least because it shows that birds can do such a thing and that the woodcock story isn't fantasy. </p>
<p>Much inspired by this wonderful bird, I sat down to draw our woodcock. I gave the lonely bird an admiring partner.</p>
<p><i>Paula Kuitenbrouwer</i></p>
<p><i>Paula holds an MA degree in Philosophy and works as an artist in Utrecht. She is the owner of <a href="http://www.paulakuitenbrouwer.com" rel="noreferrer noopener" target="_blank">www.paulakuitenbrouwer.com</a>. </i></p><p><i>Contact Paula freely for commissions.</i></p>
www.paulakuitenbrouwer.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01149735094211795145noreply@blogger.com02920 Kalmthout, Belgium51.3829237 4.475096423.072689863821154 -30.681153600000002 79.693157536178845 39.6313464tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-88012087641899547352024-01-26T02:27:00.003-06:002024-01-26T03:32:43.499-06:00Checking your composition: a few techniques <h2 style="text-align: left;"><b>There are several techniques that prevent compositional mishaps. Let me explain. </b></h2><h2 style="text-align: left;"><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSaUdecm4W7_nIFx3XRCmDz3VIzrHFZiJL4MYP_h7E8411rH4h_d_Rgi-yoswGfrKQBqsPEYO5cd7jWTs5fZvuNF6Apm7H6TPMP9V1lTEIAvkEWa05IoIs-TxRa3O8S44iy16u-35qRELWjwZVCAxOIlktoXPH8KHreF5MSqyRjQ0Jq8Ui1NsFBK4BMug/s1653/img_3471-1-2.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1653" data-original-width="1240" height="469" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSaUdecm4W7_nIFx3XRCmDz3VIzrHFZiJL4MYP_h7E8411rH4h_d_Rgi-yoswGfrKQBqsPEYO5cd7jWTs5fZvuNF6Apm7H6TPMP9V1lTEIAvkEWa05IoIs-TxRa3O8S44iy16u-35qRELWjwZVCAxOIlktoXPH8KHreF5MSqyRjQ0Jq8Ui1NsFBK4BMug/w352-h469/img_3471-1-2.webp" width="352" /></a></div></b></h2><p style="text-align: left;">I learned drawing and painting
before supporting electronic devices entered the market. There were no
tracing light-pads, no projectors, or apps for helping artists. I am not
planning to give a lengthy diatribe against technical gadgets but
learning drawing and painting the old-fashioned way comes with some easy
tricks for checking your work-in-progress. These I like to share with
you. <br /></p><h4 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-weight: normal;">A cautionary note here, do not endlessly use tricks. Sketches should
show your perspective, your take on life and art, your hallmark mishaps,
and your style. Artificial Intelligence will make flawless art, there is no
need for you to produce art that looks like it is AI generated. I also
advise against photo-realist art; why compete with a photo or copy
machine? Instead preserve your style carefully even if that means
repeating hallmark ‘mistakes’. Disliked by artists themselves, mistakes
are often very charming.</span></h4><h4 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3scJV-bXxPAOMtWisN-HHL-8MZcHli_TxsJTDs0mnSSk_-J7Kfb_GNEUcDciOktAvxIzUphixdp51mokaS9doRax6_jbjW4zrX-gJM1rk2kQPNUU0CmtVhAZ8IzipJ4hXDBPOK10k9udcPVPW0h7I6KxPofur43i8NN5sW0WsWhs_LEUNtwxBmxc5bGA/s2048/img_3590-1.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3scJV-bXxPAOMtWisN-HHL-8MZcHli_TxsJTDs0mnSSk_-J7Kfb_GNEUcDciOktAvxIzUphixdp51mokaS9doRax6_jbjW4zrX-gJM1rk2kQPNUU0CmtVhAZ8IzipJ4hXDBPOK10k9udcPVPW0h7I6KxPofur43i8NN5sW0WsWhs_LEUNtwxBmxc5bGA/s320/img_3590-1.webp" width="240" /></a></div><br /> </span></h4><h2 class="wp-block-heading">CHECK YOUR COMPOSITION: DISTANCE</h2><p>Some artists have nothing with composition the same way some people
learn languages by ‘total immersion’; they have no interest in
learning grammar. I am not one of those artists. I love beautiful
compositions. When a painting is appealing to me, I
automatically check its composition to decipher its enchantment. </p>
<p>One way to check your composition is to step away from it. Create
more space, like 1-2 meter between you and your sketch, turn clockwise
and anti-clockwise and then have a fresh look at your compositional
lines and organization. Is your sketch harmonious? Have you used a beautiful diagonal or S-line
set-up? Are objects further placed to the horizon smaller enough? Are
the most important objects drawing attention first? </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4UM4kwrt9f04SZkXsxWGwqw7ePLmVtsuB4UjS8kadxx1J5TdF7mLMzRGA1Xro1DX3tHPAV0v2qs5R-P0JHONO6NT2Pi6nVZMIwWw-N8HQHIQd20Q-bxILqFB0TDlYQqO7SBGAkUTQGiobW-3ZaYmOuo_vxWPJMTXhXFKibxuwXHN4cI4vROj1LpUiZ3A/s2048/img_3619-1.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4UM4kwrt9f04SZkXsxWGwqw7ePLmVtsuB4UjS8kadxx1J5TdF7mLMzRGA1Xro1DX3tHPAV0v2qs5R-P0JHONO6NT2Pi6nVZMIwWw-N8HQHIQd20Q-bxILqFB0TDlYQqO7SBGAkUTQGiobW-3ZaYmOuo_vxWPJMTXhXFKibxuwXHN4cI4vROj1LpUiZ3A/s320/img_3619-1.webp" width="240" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><h2 class="wp-block-heading">CHECK YOUR COMPOSITION: UP-SIDE DOWN</h2><p class="wp-block-heading" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Another way to help yourself having a new look at your compositional
lines, is done by turning your painting (canvas or sketchbook) up-side
down. Should there be a mistake, it immediately becomes visible. (Like…
wait.. what is that tree doing there? Or isn’t that tree too big in
relation to its position in the background?)</span></p><p class="wp-block-heading" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-mP1Z9a2mpdueDZEq2FBAAvryrTPmDruNgVZXj178gBTR3uNSx1ArluGND4Vyg0PQfgdPufcGZeiVmF85bJ8aSxfqah6RI_HPKwIqTIm7qByKtyuN0ObFNZgPB5ZihXDaA2lbv42cnYwnrwFR2i291VenzCgIdCeXyEk7yNFnzeVkb9NPsqvL3BU5mEc/s4032/Merelnest.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-mP1Z9a2mpdueDZEq2FBAAvryrTPmDruNgVZXj178gBTR3uNSx1ArluGND4Vyg0PQfgdPufcGZeiVmF85bJ8aSxfqah6RI_HPKwIqTIm7qByKtyuN0ObFNZgPB5ZihXDaA2lbv42cnYwnrwFR2i291VenzCgIdCeXyEk7yNFnzeVkb9NPsqvL3BU5mEc/s320/Merelnest.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p class="wp-block-heading" style="text-align: left;"></p><h2 class="wp-block-heading">CHECK YOUR COMPOSITION: USE A HAND MIRROR</h2><p>Another method to check your compositional lines is letting your
canvas (especially when it is big) remain standing on your workstation
or painter’s easel but stand or sit in front of it with your back
positioned to your artwork. Take a hand mirror (as big as your face) and
look at your artwork by looking at it via the hand mirror (like you use
the side and rear mirror of your car to check traffic behind you). This
trick creates so much confusion in your brain that it reacts with a
sense of urgency and thus immediately shows you any mistakes. </p>
<p>It goes without saying that these tricks should be performed when the
compositional lines are still erasable. </p>
<p>Although it is fun to check progress by using tricks, the most
beautiful and impressive artwork comes from the soul and not from
endlessly checking and correcting your work. Although we can learn a lot
by checking our artwork using a fresh perspective, mistakes can be
charming and can function as a
signature of an artist. Do not aim for perfection but for finding your
style. </p>
<p>Paula Kuitenbrouwer</p><p>At <a href="http://www.paulakuitenbrouwer.com">www.paulakuitenbrouwer.com</a> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqHmh1uPjWcYjOjf3hLIhVMJMgvgDm7-HfV4WCGQ2wKqrqgahn0JNhcYkoQ2I7EwHVwbXFpvlfAnVxDNINWy4vwH8ZVFgN8ycLoCXK9Sosd73l5k3YPDG5xk2I3O8OHdysDnh4LazF4gtj5kF9Q9A4uNyd8HQp3G7gOlx-ISenWVAf_H2o0usi07D00II/s3024/Name%20%20card%20evelated%20printed.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="189" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqHmh1uPjWcYjOjf3hLIhVMJMgvgDm7-HfV4WCGQ2wKqrqgahn0JNhcYkoQ2I7EwHVwbXFpvlfAnVxDNINWy4vwH8ZVFgN8ycLoCXK9Sosd73l5k3YPDG5xk2I3O8OHdysDnh4LazF4gtj5kF9Q9A4uNyd8HQp3G7gOlx-ISenWVAf_H2o0usi07D00II/w189-h189/Name%20%20card%20evelated%20printed.jpg" width="189" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p> </p><h2 class="wp-block-heading"> </h2><p> </p><h4 class="wp-block-heading"></h4>www.paulakuitenbrouwer.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01149735094211795145noreply@blogger.com0Utrecht, Netherlands52.090737399999988 5.1214201-16.323056792867213 -135.5035799 90 145.7464201tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-53814791588980828072023-10-09T13:34:00.004-05:002023-10-09T13:49:28.976-05:00Amazing Elephants - Vickie Henderson<p>I have recently had the pleasure of visiting Kruger National Park in South Africa, an emersion in everything wildlife. In particular, I enjoyed so many elephant experiences. Wonderful elephant sightings from very young nursing babies to old bulls with amazing long tusks. </p><p>Below you see one of my sketches of a young elephant probably around three years of age. He surprised me with his boldness and came charging into the watering area scattering a herd of cape buffalo. It seemed impossible that one so small could have that kind of power! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSU0eNxALQfID-FBCryvC1-w8BnvO4Nw9ZMKbHGencOvmV-i0sTJBtjli_l0yaMV_RSM_kfKjk_hHHAnrf9ki0Yl5MDX1su6KMuOw7jNFRC-EACZKGzXuPREjmhvPsYs2e47k3f9GywewkcEaZuZdRkBl-r68_PC7Dk78Guj1B4TAV64br_w7pEAXdMEXs/s4189/Bold%20youn%20ele-2.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4189" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSU0eNxALQfID-FBCryvC1-w8BnvO4Nw9ZMKbHGencOvmV-i0sTJBtjli_l0yaMV_RSM_kfKjk_hHHAnrf9ki0Yl5MDX1su6KMuOw7jNFRC-EACZKGzXuPREjmhvPsYs2e47k3f9GywewkcEaZuZdRkBl-r68_PC7Dk78Guj1B4TAV64br_w7pEAXdMEXs/s320/Bold%20youn%20ele-2.jpg" width="229" /></a></div><p>I created a blog post on my website, <a href="https://www.vickiehenderson.com/" target="_blank">Vickie Henderson Art</a>, sharing more of this story. Please join me in this fun experience at <a href="http://vickiehenderson.com/blog/189292/the-magic-of-africa" target="_blank">The Magic of Africa!</a></p><p>Vickie</p>Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11301484477954719161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-58164603184498741682022-07-21T06:53:00.007-05:002022-07-21T06:54:51.539-05:00JOURNAL STUDIES | PEN AND INK<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Last year I purchased a beautiful journal from WonderCabin on Etsy. The pages are filled with 140# traditional Fabriano hot-press watercolor paper that are not only a joy to paint with but an immense joy to draw on! My journal when opened is 12 inches by 9 inches.</span></div><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Working full time right now does not give me the time that I would love to spend in nature and in my studio. One day this spring, I brought my journal into the den with my pencil and ink pens. As I watched TV and with images on my Kindle, began to draw a series of dogwood buds. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiMI0NzFdS_gQJvbUTysFLw8x24bb1zmcl71uufWxcucd_VRHIjx7g2FYWOu5G90gPKqO7TEiSz36QDzZzzSDo-kFvxhxPcY2Q2JUg8ogbJqfKRs8Tf4FZHoUZMshFlLaNWuRxnErwA6Vebvv3y306XnUMb-KzmwbItB_rc-0B_gIUrnLgYs2PaVi6/s2672/20220720_072012.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1831" data-original-width="2672" height="274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiMI0NzFdS_gQJvbUTysFLw8x24bb1zmcl71uufWxcucd_VRHIjx7g2FYWOu5G90gPKqO7TEiSz36QDzZzzSDo-kFvxhxPcY2Q2JUg8ogbJqfKRs8Tf4FZHoUZMshFlLaNWuRxnErwA6Vebvv3y306XnUMb-KzmwbItB_rc-0B_gIUrnLgYs2PaVi6/w400-h274/20220720_072012.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-align: justify;">I was taken with the "magic" when I added the value via stippling and darker lines with my Micron pens.</span></div><br style="text-align: left;" /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj7gXL7ZeceDIBUInzQd8bpf2HxVamZfdxPhCBdtCFXAubxHhAeqlZlTErrB1wI6MZ-OwCw2oWObXDzFi9DmBbVQNUM6uuKnE8wwSGNbMrVkKyj6Uudgjy8w5sXX2P-wiKCyHd1CAahgRn2u9R-624kuAPkYZ5CIUrh6WaXsgyxROLY0YcdLsRMRbh/s1609/20220720_072054.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1483" data-original-width="1609" height="369" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj7gXL7ZeceDIBUInzQd8bpf2HxVamZfdxPhCBdtCFXAubxHhAeqlZlTErrB1wI6MZ-OwCw2oWObXDzFi9DmBbVQNUM6uuKnE8wwSGNbMrVkKyj6Uudgjy8w5sXX2P-wiKCyHd1CAahgRn2u9R-624kuAPkYZ5CIUrh6WaXsgyxROLY0YcdLsRMRbh/w400-h369/20220720_072054.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">And here is the true flower! These study pages help us not only to see but to know. We live in a magical time when we have all these tools available to us .... my phone's camera is just as good as my Nikon D90!</span></span></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9yQwV-4f9FjwLcp_jEDvGQsO05FRFLOF5E4pvOqyPPCNnSZkLOCPUOcpsLwvGLh9I3nITofcfmd_s_xOzKGn8VAcbCCLKN8D_79E_hfRstTm1-h6EZNYHqFLcDREhusdMYEUA6ma8D8Kxx7M1Jf-pWsEPKrE1vhPKm4lFMwEukp78WU5wf7k1cDIs/s2880/20220720_073101.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2880" data-original-width="2880" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9yQwV-4f9FjwLcp_jEDvGQsO05FRFLOF5E4pvOqyPPCNnSZkLOCPUOcpsLwvGLh9I3nITofcfmd_s_xOzKGn8VAcbCCLKN8D_79E_hfRstTm1-h6EZNYHqFLcDREhusdMYEUA6ma8D8Kxx7M1Jf-pWsEPKrE1vhPKm4lFMwEukp78WU5wf7k1cDIs/w400-h400/20220720_073101.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-align: left;">I like to draw using a .03 HB lead mechanical pencil. The thinner lines suit my eye. Also here are the black pens that I am using. I start with the 01 and build up by adding the larger sizes in the project as you can see here.</span><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;"><i style="font-family: "Playfair Display"; font-size: x-large;">Thank you for visiting, <br /></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkhZ7soqlG7Z1mgfAv45Nmzj_d-IkR76ZAPswfwPP8dMNFuipDlEuCjVm9w-u4_xQyqwFUjC3lHVUsN45y6vVebK8th6C7ZHMU-2n1JDDa3jjelCV_07OqtcSTiDR50GnqpesCSsHc7Jls0XVDcQIcnQGmloLwBaLthKeApX71gEqzoZoiJze_wodO/s398/Linda%20signature%20.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="199" data-original-width="398" height="56" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkhZ7soqlG7Z1mgfAv45Nmzj_d-IkR76ZAPswfwPP8dMNFuipDlEuCjVm9w-u4_xQyqwFUjC3lHVUsN45y6vVebK8th6C7ZHMU-2n1JDDa3jjelCV_07OqtcSTiDR50GnqpesCSsHc7Jls0XVDcQIcnQGmloLwBaLthKeApX71gEqzoZoiJze_wodO/w112-h56/Linda%20signature%20.jpg" width="112" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i><br /></i></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6TZzV4ZWDQIE7uJpfCPUEk4khkPibVljXxhnmlEBwMvZLLvk1CIZn716ESJeLflicKbJN-mbx-_YiskER6l1ux_B1F59h27JKneqG-GCd1z1JbxedMPCSMf-hvx5KSiO1QbWrgZgSBzfQNX819QwW-hbUVZLLzJGVeM95PvrU0re5vosUDFjrIokq/s1546/For%20PR%20Linda%20C%20Miller%20Color%20Photo%20.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1546" data-original-width="1152" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6TZzV4ZWDQIE7uJpfCPUEk4khkPibVljXxhnmlEBwMvZLLvk1CIZn716ESJeLflicKbJN-mbx-_YiskER6l1ux_B1F59h27JKneqG-GCd1z1JbxedMPCSMf-hvx5KSiO1QbWrgZgSBzfQNX819QwW-hbUVZLLzJGVeM95PvrU0re5vosUDFjrIokq/w149-h200/For%20PR%20Linda%20C%20Miller%20Color%20Photo%20.jpg" width="149" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Linda C Miller <span>Artist | Naturalist | Instructor</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.lindacmillerbotanicalart.com/">http://www.lindacmillerbotanicalart.com</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://thebotancialblogger.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">https://thebotancialblogger.blogspot.com/</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="color: #666666;">Copyright Linda C. Miller 2022</span></i></span></span></div><p style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-62301808362530232962022-06-09T17:10:00.000-05:002022-06-09T17:10:56.217-05:00Reciprocity<p class="" data-pm-slice="1 1 []" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu5GwPS1IkRjUCammC5QKOVpaLdqMT2B_Up7xpNVVWdomguIexHtJkIP0r15OEBWZR9-MEDMHd5XNPUBH2EUtWrKYf5pqV7uHVnsWlC4xoMGFkFrlB41-XYcCRZG3KdKcwOGiyhUQ24qRvZwcCVnL9lBn-6PTAmrPILBgQs1pIc29kA7FjjDTf_oEs8g/s3270/AC6D97DC-762D-4092-B8A2-9A8279CDA176.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Graphite and ink on paper" border="0" data-original-height="3270" data-original-width="2490" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu5GwPS1IkRjUCammC5QKOVpaLdqMT2B_Up7xpNVVWdomguIexHtJkIP0r15OEBWZR9-MEDMHd5XNPUBH2EUtWrKYf5pqV7uHVnsWlC4xoMGFkFrlB41-XYcCRZG3KdKcwOGiyhUQ24qRvZwcCVnL9lBn-6PTAmrPILBgQs1pIc29kA7FjjDTf_oEs8g/w244-h320/AC6D97DC-762D-4092-B8A2-9A8279CDA176.jpeg" title="Winter Birch Study" width="244" /></a></div></div> <p></p><p class="" data-pm-slice="1 1 []" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Nature replenishes my spirit in so many ways. Clean air and water. The simultaneous serenity and thrill while standing on the edge of millions of acres of public lands. Sunshine warming my face. The sound of rain on my rain jacket. Watching a bee fly; toads, deserts, murmuration.<br /><br />Trees are an organism for which I am supremely grateful. I have always loved them, even before I could understand the depth of what that means.<br /><br />On a grand scale, trees have sustained cultures for millennia. Closer to home and more personally, trees provide life-saving shelter, shade from the powerful sun, bone- and muscle-warming heat, magnificent beauty, the sound of wind moving through the leaves.<br /><br />So I've been pondering lately, what do I give back to them? Indeed, what is the exchange between all of nature and myself? It did not take me long to make the connection.<br /><br />A spotlight. Through my art and writing I shine a spotlight on the beauty, magnificence, importance, and cultural community that trees and forests provide; the very reasons we should be protecting, respecting and thanking them.<br /><br />My hope is that my work will inspire others to broaden their interest in trees, to the point of finding themselves caring about trees in their own environment, maybe even becoming stewards of the land.<br /><br />In the spirit of paying it forward, for the trees, click <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Da2VRt24MA0" target="_blank">here</a> for a beautifully made documentary created by a young Alaskan woman about the clear cutting of old growth forests in the Tongass National Forest of southeast Alaska.</p><p class="" data-pm-slice="1 1 []" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzpGAMzAxX9BvvJcBCFHGweTwLJKTFyh5LChrnZdPuSVcSAa-wN8S3_P1TgDzWfMZuTErSPABKuPwtdAVmntw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><br />Reciprocity.<p></p><p class="" data-pm-slice="1 1 []" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></p><br /><p><span data-sheets-userformat="{"2":4737,"3":{"1":0},"10":2,"12":0,"15":"Crimson Text"}" data-sheets-value="{"1":2,"2":"4/18 reminder sent"}" style="font-family: Crimson Text,Arial; font-size: 10pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"></span></p>Sandy McDermotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15179433628903768869noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-79543548221933099422022-04-09T18:52:00.003-05:002022-04-09T18:52:45.890-05:00Digging for Fossils<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrMMNtyR9Y285fR3OBR7LAv2IPh8nTmAEPBZbxtCQW6zHrVjLCGyfrw0d5XruHK88hqPn2QhIDPeSSaxZCuanXpOZcYV6Rod5-_1Hn8Q72sVwsKDlzYvM-WbdaDfurWXpbQTEO6DjldVQ9uH08QpPURfyFwSBB06aBAx0HkjSmGMi7RHNDTU1g3kiAfQ/s784/April9_SeymourFossils.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="784" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrMMNtyR9Y285fR3OBR7LAv2IPh8nTmAEPBZbxtCQW6zHrVjLCGyfrw0d5XruHK88hqPn2QhIDPeSSaxZCuanXpOZcYV6Rod5-_1Hn8Q72sVwsKDlzYvM-WbdaDfurWXpbQTEO6DjldVQ9uH08QpPURfyFwSBB06aBAx0HkjSmGMi7RHNDTU1g3kiAfQ/w400-h294/April9_SeymourFossils.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"> I had a great day today digging for fossils with some of my Master Naturalists friends and Chris & Holly from the Whiteside Museum in Seymour, Texas. I found a few small fossils and one larger one that was part of the head spike on a Xenacanth Swamp Shark. (I was pretty excited!)<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">If you haven’t ever been to the Whiteside Museum in Seymour, you need to load up and go! Spend some time seeing the exhibits and then eat some BBQ at The Big Empty. You can fill your brain and your belly all in one day!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">(And, yes I know I have misspelled vertebrae on my page. Apparently I was just too excited to slow down and spell things correctly. I will have to fix that!)</span></span></div><p class="p5" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue Light"; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><br /></p><p class="p6" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue Light"; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">-----</span></p><p class="p6" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue Light"; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">5.5 x 8.5”<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p><p class="p6" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue Light"; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Strathmore 400 Series Journal</span></p><p class="p6" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue Light"; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Ink & watercolor</span></p><p class="p6" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue Light"; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">NFS</span></p>YellowCatArthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10768558364848374585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-44576485431591370212022-03-16T14:39:00.008-05:002022-03-16T14:46:12.960-05:00A connection to place<p> I think we’ve all known special places that have deep
meaning for us personally.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Maybe we don’t always recognize it at the time. There are several natural places that are
special to me, but those with the deepest roots are woven from my childhood
memories. Colors and shapes, smells and sounds,
and textures like the tactile velvet of new buds or flaking limestone. </p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>The memories stay vivid and strong – some more so, some
less. Most of them comforting, but some,
not so much. They speak of my
relationships with nature. They are both
known and unknown, some barely lurking within my subconscious. What I remember most are not the events, but
the feelings those connections gave me.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5l0eu1nUG0YJTNcrNBeXpEK_O7ChLiHl_g5k8cxWTtA2CbtIN1YaP4qesk58gHMPdMRbbGnoXRn9O9wL9PnKB45gm8Tq18rOfHZ0QAzkX13It3F_pk8AMXhXHnKm7yFsN9oF9f6nyeEq9ZWndaF065rBbme1PHmXLFib_1bVQzS0AaEGi1WzKZOn9mw=s5625" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Maple leaves, owl feather, hickory nuts, and wild grape." border="0" data-original-height="3720" data-original-width="5625" height="321" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5l0eu1nUG0YJTNcrNBeXpEK_O7ChLiHl_g5k8cxWTtA2CbtIN1YaP4qesk58gHMPdMRbbGnoXRn9O9wL9PnKB45gm8Tq18rOfHZ0QAzkX13It3F_pk8AMXhXHnKm7yFsN9oF9f6nyeEq9ZWndaF065rBbme1PHmXLFib_1bVQzS0AaEGi1WzKZOn9mw=w484-h321" width="484" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: left;"><i>Maple leaves, owl feather, hickory nuts, and wild grape.</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: left;">This is a small nature sketch done years ago, somewhere in
the mid-1980s, of things collected on a walk through Iowa woods. It was mid-autumn, and the season gave me
treasures and a near infinity of browns and buff, with splashes of red and
yellow. Along the trail: leaves on limb
and ground, sticks and branches and trunks and bark, seeds and frost-bitten
fruits, empty acorn caps and sometimes a glimpse of gritty green. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><o:p> </o:p>The woods I rambled in are located in upper northeast Iowa,
along a limestone ridge and bluff above a river. It is
a place of meditation, of quietness threaded with birdsong. This is also a connection to a point in time. Fall is a favorite season of mine; it feels
like an important transition somehow, and I sometimes catch my breath waiting
for the next thing to come.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">It feels like a time to let life unwind, and a place to rest
and heal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">A sacred place.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjp5yJ4OPskkQnA-wh8rbYUwuI_WPVLIpLeIO5XBlM8oK2Czn2N_xXgJKo4FX6CjH-RdOKj2Mmf0H6vNyAcM5jFWDArHvi9VqG9laQizee7pfKKsUWv80zv-FkiTf6wJt9bwhbOOfAQZu_6XmHj9tujc1TAsNMwy0Xh1mzer-CTnuVi5W6d4HLwV8cPuw=s1721" style="clear: left; display: inline; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1721" height="143" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjp5yJ4OPskkQnA-wh8rbYUwuI_WPVLIpLeIO5XBlM8oK2Czn2N_xXgJKo4FX6CjH-RdOKj2Mmf0H6vNyAcM5jFWDArHvi9VqG9laQizee7pfKKsUWv80zv-FkiTf6wJt9bwhbOOfAQZu_6XmHj9tujc1TAsNMwy0Xh1mzer-CTnuVi5W6d4HLwV8cPuw=s320" width="320" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><i>Media:</i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Paper - unknown mass-produced watercolor paper pad<br /></i><i>Watercolor paint, probably Grumbacher and/or Winsor &
Newton<br /></i><i> (the colors still
surprisingly bright after almost 40 years)<br /></i><i>Craft brushes<br /></i><i># 2 Pencil</i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12304349794622823797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-52834018535390792992022-03-05T04:41:00.005-06:002022-03-05T04:41:38.972-06:00HOLIDAY PALM TREES<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh6MDDUQe1swh21RnojjNubed74hOW3D0DUnLPiDLFaRQOSfEjdgJN9WoFHROjHxx9l0YsCYZlKgoB0VwY9kr_zYRpSl-DHoin0sJItr4Z0hqualuDxSDds-w3aeM2TaWhiGL9rE73F5vrlGN4gjKpNLFfy7GDffyvlGubIFMEIztoUroV-9LLnPWoR=s560" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="560" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh6MDDUQe1swh21RnojjNubed74hOW3D0DUnLPiDLFaRQOSfEjdgJN9WoFHROjHxx9l0YsCYZlKgoB0VwY9kr_zYRpSl-DHoin0sJItr4Z0hqualuDxSDds-w3aeM2TaWhiGL9rE73F5vrlGN4gjKpNLFfy7GDffyvlGubIFMEIztoUroV-9LLnPWoR=s320" width="274" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We've come back from 3 weeks on Tenerife, our favourite Canary island. I took a sketchbook of course and filled it with nature drawings. This is my favourite and there are plenty more on my blog I've just posted. I have rediscovered my multicoloured pencils and really love the effects they give.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Valerie Gardinerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623165378738928347noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-13464803395303992392022-02-10T19:20:00.000-06:002022-02-10T19:20:12.511-06:00Winter Fallen Treasures<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEibicSPYWJ5WVyGx_Mt9-cEwP72CYyb_x9eSKrBgmmfanHDKt1QP9UGfxxHKZsp_qQbHotC4ZI4MKCvMlG_P5Lv4ukKK6mZOakIX2aM6a2UDYGREbLoSJq9FKT1LgaJrMEObv6A2GcGmj9iE9efZH--mdiMjsfBGDSWI2tv3LXNbRUbcMccC0ymc9Bebg=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="2268" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEibicSPYWJ5WVyGx_Mt9-cEwP72CYyb_x9eSKrBgmmfanHDKt1QP9UGfxxHKZsp_qQbHotC4ZI4MKCvMlG_P5Lv4ukKK6mZOakIX2aM6a2UDYGREbLoSJq9FKT1LgaJrMEObv6A2GcGmj9iE9efZH--mdiMjsfBGDSWI2tv3LXNbRUbcMccC0ymc9Bebg=w360-h640" width="360" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p>Spending time with a fallen treasure! Using a .03 TH lead on Fluid 100 cold press watercolor paper. This paper is a delight to work on, erased easily and accepts the subtle and the dramatic. </p><p>Linda C. 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There is a lot to say about fungi. They are slow, determined decomposers and complex creatures. What we see is only the fruit, all the rest is hidden. They come in all shapes and colours. They can kill or nourish us. This particular one- Auricularia mesenterica- was decorating with colourful frills a chunk of decaying wood, something that was, time ago, a lovely oak. Transformation is the mantra in nature, nothing ever dies forever. It only changes in something else. Concetta Florehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08770819606453338468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-41032684999710629882021-02-15T16:47:00.001-06:002021-02-15T16:47:30.422-06:00Journal - Goose Creek State Park<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vVh0QAE7hLw/YCr51PGHHoI/AAAAAAAAGUQ/T_MGhBb5I-0ZGiGSCB8DGHXI54U4juEjwCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/Goose%2BCreek%2BState%2BPark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1451" data-original-width="2048" height="263" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vVh0QAE7hLw/YCr51PGHHoI/AAAAAAAAGUQ/T_MGhBb5I-0ZGiGSCB8DGHXI54U4juEjwCLcBGAsYHQ/w370-h263/Goose%2BCreek%2BState%2BPark.jpg" width="370" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p dir="ltr">Journal - Goose Creek State Park - Lots of rain..this is the view from our RV site and kitchen window across the field toward the cottages and bathhouse ...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p><br /> </p>Linhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16962094268196360875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-10587188813766804312021-02-10T09:09:00.003-06:002021-02-10T09:09:40.235-06:00FLOODED WOODS<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uHZLTTZBhkY/YCP2VPzKFnI/AAAAAAAAHGM/Ien800cH23kX3z5JqRE9KYv0dKEYWTEKwCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/FLOODED%2BWOODS%2BSKETCHres.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1403" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uHZLTTZBhkY/YCP2VPzKFnI/AAAAAAAAHGM/Ien800cH23kX3z5JqRE9KYv0dKEYWTEKwCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/FLOODED%2BWOODS%2BSKETCHres.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Winter sunshine is so welcome and this vignette seen in the woods last Saturday caught my eye and became the inspiration for a piece of textile art.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BLdR9D_TVUE/YCP2Y2yvGLI/AAAAAAAAHGQ/nQCjp449hHwG9qPmEGslwoQHfaRpmo6WwCNcBGAsYHQ/s640/FLOODED%2BWOODS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="442" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BLdR9D_TVUE/YCP2Y2yvGLI/AAAAAAAAHGQ/nQCjp449hHwG9qPmEGslwoQHfaRpmo6WwCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/FLOODED%2BWOODS.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I've written a complete blog about how I put the picture together so do go and have a look at </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">https://valeriejaneg.blogspot.com</div><p><br /></p><br /> <p></p>Valerie Gardinerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623165378738928347noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-38712404281477954472020-11-16T07:18:00.005-06:002020-11-16T07:18:51.916-06:00Journal - Mushrooms<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r27gFagjtSM/X7J8KrLbVaI/AAAAAAAAGE8/K9GYDgRM0R8OSp2b2vz_jaB8Xa-2TvTagCLcBGAsYHQ/s482/mushrooms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="396" data-original-width="482" height="342" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r27gFagjtSM/X7J8KrLbVaI/AAAAAAAAGE8/K9GYDgRM0R8OSp2b2vz_jaB8Xa-2TvTagCLcBGAsYHQ/w416-h342/mushrooms.jpg" width="416" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;">Journal - After the Rain - Mushrooms. With all the rain we've had, the mushrooms in our sideyard are have a heyday .... 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They visit Tennessee mostly during migration in both spring and fall. The exciting thing about fall is the juveniles are still changing their "paint". </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8sawtRppP8/X4PDFPg9YBI/AAAAAAAAshI/5Udon8d0K3E_CGSQEzdj4bn_O69LxHnJQCPcBGAYYCw/s2048/grosbeak_4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1539" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8sawtRppP8/X4PDFPg9YBI/AAAAAAAAshI/5Udon8d0K3E_CGSQEzdj4bn_O69LxHnJQCPcBGAYYCw/w400-h300/grosbeak_4.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p>Like birdy watercolors, each one is unique as their feathers morph from juvenile brown to the brightly colored markings of an adult. Not a single two of them are alike! The sketch above was created after observing my feeders for about an hour on my porch. In the rain! Full of fun surprises, including a shy juvenile grosbeak. Being still in nature observing brings so much wonder and inspiration. Naturally that makes me want to sketch and paint!</p><p>Visit my blog post: <a href="https://vickiehenderson.blogspot.com/2020/10/rose-breasted-grosbeaks-red-breasted.html" target="_blank">Rose-breasted Grosbeaks, Red-breasted Nuthatches and a Hairy Woodpecker</a> at Vickie Henderson Art. </p>Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11301484477954719161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4222503441854374850.post-49761764715291542182020-08-02T16:37:00.001-05:002020-08-02T16:37:15.838-05:00Revisiting Alaska with Sketches--Vickie Henderson<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
I recently revisited my photos of Alaska, from a visit in 2012, in particular, my images of the Denali Park grizzly bears. What a delightful journey back in time. Looking through the images brought back almost as much awe as I remember feeling when I first viewed it in person.</div>
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This was my first sketch, a bear pausing as it foraged for autumn berries. Autumn in the park was well underway in the tundra the last week of August. Brought back exciting memories as this was my first experience in the tundra and watching these incredible bears!<br />
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A drawing commissioned for a bird lover turning 85. Three of his favourite birds are positioned around the number 85. The drawing was framed and small copies were used as invitation cards for his birthday celebration. </div>
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I enjoyed the challenge of combining numbers with birds. The number 85 is suggested as wood and I positioned the birds in harmony with the shape of the number. Collared doves live mostly in trees, I therefore placed this bird higher up. Lapwings (left) and oyster catchers (right) are meadow birds. They are elegant birds and it is always a joy to spot them foraging or breeding in meadows. <br /><br />Notice how the bill of the dove resembles the shape of number five flag. The lapwing on the left and the black-white oyster catcher both stand with their legs on both sides of the number, as if they hold the 85 in position. Both chests of the birds follow the curve of the number five and eight, in case of the lapwing, it takes over the curve of the eight. The dove stands proudly on number five. </div>
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For years I gave playing the game of golf a go. I loved the scenery and happened to see a lot of the courses we played with my particular game... I came to look on golf the same way Mark Twain did - a good walk spoiled. <br />
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I no longer play the game, but do join my husband in the cart with my plein air setup. <br />
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These two small studies were started while the foursome finished one hole and teed up on the next. I finished them from memory as we rode along. <br />
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My little lap desk was purchased at an office supply store. They also come in a light aluminum. Their original use is for workers in the field that have forms to store inside. When closed it acts like a clipboard. I use blue tack to hold my brushes and small mixing palette. Lots of clips to hold things in place. It can be a bouncy windy ride around the courses!<br />
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It's been far too long since I posted here as I've been concentrating more on textile art but I thought a catch up from my trees sketchbook might be interesting. This is a drawing of a part of the bark from my pine tree, done while sitting next to the tree last autumn. </div>
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Then I made a hand stitched appliqued piece using odd scraps of fabric and yarns, which is now stuck into the book opposite a sketch of the needles.</div>
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