Every evening after dinner I wheel myself to (what these days I unblushingly refer to as my) atelier. Recently I’ve been reviewing all my sketches and paintings and stuff from way back.
I touched up here, tweaked there, I snipped and pasted, trimmed off and recoloured backgrounds, heavy with the marker; it was great fun, better than having to think up a new idea.
This was a cut & paste job on blue paper:
This was supposed a «father figure» (My dad had a beard).
Here’s (literally) cut and paste, making quite an effective colour contrast:
Here is a foray into the unfamiliar world of wax pastel. As one can see I’m a complete beginner and little control over the medium; (I didn’t mean her neck to be that long).
This is rather a risqué little sketch for this place. Again in pastel I used lines etc. to cover up the mistakes.
This was (for me) experimental – bit of a confusion, bit of a mess, I didn’t where I was going – great fun though.
Another fast water-colour sketch:
This one originally was so bad that I did another painting on the reverse of sheet of paper (thick gummed A3 paper which can acrylics) so you get two for the price one.
So this one is on the side of the paper; it’s just a glorified doodle really but great therapy – very calming.
One doesn’t have to Tom Hanks (or Tom’anks as they say in Portugal) to understand the symbology of this one.
I lovingly repaired this one from about four years ago. I discreetly touched up the colours without spoiling the spontaneous composition.
Depends what kind of mind you have when you view this one.
this last one isn’t really a painting but a piece of cardboard which I would use at the end of each session to use up the paint – waste not want not.