More love sketches

Some sketches were cool and others I have no idea what was going on…

It’s almost Friday and why does that bother me. Maybe because aside from the kids I love, I really want to work on art more and have this be my full time gig. Oh to be among those who say yes I do what I love and earn a good living at it. It’s a journey and I’m on my way.

Just a thought

Lots of sketches on love. I painted this heart with a facial massage brush. 70 sketches left. I feel like I’ve always had what I need to make my dreams a reality but I’ve been blinded by stupidity.

I read Wise Trees today and made some minor changes. My book’s got rhythm. It’s a reminder to be curious. The paper back will be published in April. Yes this month in time for Earth Day.

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Heart shaped stickers

Here I am working on a book and finishing my last illustration. Then I get this amazing idea to paint hearts.

I do love hearts. I do love the idea that one project leads to another. Live your story is a fun book for kids to look at…the grown up ones too.

Painting objects with embedded hearts led me to another book idea. I want all of my books to give the reader a sense of , “I can do that.”

Where’s you?

Things are happening all around me.

I said goodbye to awesome friends.

I start a new classroom.

My childhood school might be closing.

As I walked Roxy today, I tugged on her collar.

I hate that I had to go, and tug, when I know quite well she was enjoying the smells and the sites.

Deep down I felt and feel like the world can do the same.

… why?

I think about my projects and this book.

I want to paint my books and for the world to care.

I know if they do, they’ll smile and happy thoughts will linger awhile.

Are thoughts really things?

I guess it’s important to ask an important question.

The sour times make way for the wonderful times that lay ahead…

Let’s go back to the drawing board and work on this color scheme…

teaching art…

Here’s what I’ve learned teaching children the fun of art.

Everyone loves art,

Be it a song or paint, art keeps no one apart.

I’m an artist and there’s no one that paints like me.

BUT together we really did create a masterpiece.

Everyone needs a safe place.

There’s so much your eyes shouldn’t see, too many you shoulds or can’ts to erase.

Picking up the brush leads to forgetting, forgetting the paint brush and using your thumb.

Or opting out of water while using watercolor, oh the textures and the trees leave my voice numb.

I have to keep creating…my books…my words…. it’s as obvious as the nose on my face.

I suppose I will and must protect this happy place.

There’ll be ups and downs, lots of downs but through it all ,I shall cling tight because I hold the Ace of Spades.

Room 12 you forever have my heart.

G0…

I did paint two butterflies. I tried to create an Eric Carle butterfly. I wasn’t sure about the color scheme. Oh I kept erasing in hopes of drawing the right butterfly.

I just kept looking at it and the more I did, the more I could see the blending was all wrong. Did I mess up the color scheme?

What is the point of this butterfly again?

Oh yeah …its place is at the end of the poem and book. With the following word…

GO!

Spread your wings and fly with all the confidence in the world. Know that you’ll make mistakes and there will be mean hawks who want to eat you, beware and all the more reason to fly GO LIVE YOUR STORY…

Why not use both butterflies? YES…

Oh my goodness, if I could sum up the experience I’ve had with my art students it’s this! Watching them paint with laughter, amazement, and curiosity was amazing.

Yes, indeed it is a world full of possibilities!

Draw like…ME

 

All of my books are projects with a learning theme. The first book was about overcoming resitence. The second book was about drawing… getting comfortable with my drawing. The hardest part of being an artists is letting go of all the pre-concieved notions…that you can’t…what will they think. Or the infamous but it doesn’t look right.

 

You have to let go of all of that. Yup, the third book was about building my happy place. The third book was about taking my time. I wanted to test ideas and learn. I explored the notion of when it’s time to let the painting die but not the idea.

I drew the first trying to copy what I saw in an amazing photo. I drew the second (right door) after I decided to abandon all pre-concieved notions and paint. I broke the design down to it’s basic shapes and painted away.

 

Now I think I’ll go shop for a brown pen or marker. I am going to hand letter the words in this book. Oh I have decided I need to make a few changes to the e-books before I publish the paperbacks. It’s all good because there are no imposibilities.

I’m an artist!

I’m so grateful to be teaching children the beauty of art. Art makes me feel like the world is mine and there are no impossibilities.

I’ve been decorating a classroom. It’s been taking over my days. But I can’t rememebr a time when I smiled so much! I had to remind myself of home and the non-art to-do list I have.

I should film the awesomeness we made. The children loved their art.It was a gift to see their faces light up with all the confidence in the world.. What a beautiful moment. Can’t I do this FOREVER. PLEASE.

I say yes. I am working on my next book and almost half-way done with the illustrations. YAY!

…the tart shell needs work but tempera paint you are going to help me.

The interesting part of all this is that:

I’ve been working on my art.

Collage butterflies just have my heart.

But I messed up the hand lettering

Did I pin the watercolored leaves in conontrasting color, I’m doubting myself and it stings.

BUT I overheard them say,” Wow I love your color, you know what your doing.”

I’m and artist, they say. I know and it feels amazing!

I’m ready to finish my book.

I see them give my art a second look.

Yeah, it was meant to be.

It’s time to put your name on the cover.

That way we all can reunite with curiosity, there’s a whole world to discover!

I should take some pictures, perhaps a video.

Maybe turn this experience into a craft book, that would be neat-o!