I spent most of yesterday morning working on the website I get paid to maintain (actually most of the work is preparing the pictures to be uploaded). When I was done with that, I made the soup I have been promising to make for the last three days and it was yummy, if I do say so myself. My son and a friend came out in the afternoon for a bit of help with their Algebra homework and then I spent some time in my art room.
I am working on a Christmas card for my Mom. The sketching of the fanciful reindeer went pretty well, but for some reason no matter how I try I can't get colored pencil to look good. I tend to get lines and pretty childish looking coloring. I did try putting a layer of Caran d'Ache water soluble wax pastels over it, but the jury is still out on the verdict.
So I spent some time doodling in my art journal and decided to play a bit more with the red and black one I started a couple of nights ago. I actually doodled without much mindfulness and it appeared to draw itself. It decided it wanted to be a parachute, and who was I to argue.
What do you think?
And then the more I thought of the card I was trying to make for Mom, the more I thought that maybe a doodled reindeer would be cool. So on the facing page I sketched a fanciful reindeer (his head would not cooperate) and began to doodle. I am not completely pleased with how it turned out, but I am really excited to try again.
I think I must have an addictive personality because you already know I am addicted to playing with Photoshop. A whole day can go by and I will have done nothing but that. Well, now I am pretty sure I can feel that same narcotic feeling when I doodle. Who knew? Maybe I should have left well enough alone and remained in my "ignorance is bliss" fear of doodling state. At this point I am not sure what is going to happen next, but last night I dreamed of making my Aunt Mary a Christmas card with a zentangled ornament on the front. YIKES! But actually a great idea.
I am going to Chelsea with my friend Nancy today and
hope know I will have a great time. I am in the right frame of mind and she is always so much fun. She is like a sister (not that I don't already have enough of them).
I think I'd better get a move on and get ready to go. See ya!