Transition from doodling to life drawing

It was time for a change and it was an easy transition 

from doodling to life drawing,

just because we can

and there is so much unsuspecting subject matter 

that it becomes a fun challenge, 

as they certainly are not sitting still

 

while I attempt to capture their likeness, as quick as possible

   

unlike this gal,

 who is a professional model and can sit perfectly still for

a full 20 minutes

very unlike me!

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Beach time...

A mini vacation, just across the street from the cottage, 

and down a few steps...

Some days it is just the lifeguard, seashells, 

large stretches of blue sky, warm sand and the sparkling sea.

I usually bring my tattered sketchbook along with me.

And my favorite pencil, a fat stump for shading and an eraser.

On this day the straw bag and flipflops were more interesting than my pink painted toes.

Surprisingly, Sunday afternoon I seemed to have my favorite little cove all to myself.

Other days I have unsuspecting subject matter all about.

 I had just begun sketching 

when this guy jumped up and ran after his toddler.

So I spy someone else and begin again.

I am hidden under a large straw hat with dark glasses 

with the sketch book in my lap.

Most people have no idea what I am up to.

This gal made it so much easier, she was dozing and not moving about.

Mostly it is just for fun and practice 

but every once in a while I like a piece well enough to frame.

This one ended up in the guest house at Summerland Cottage.

This guy was so engrossed in his Clive Cussler novel 

that he made a perfect model.

(Reminder to self, do this more often!)

Making room for new art

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At one time, 
I had over a dozen varying sizes of framed black and white life drawing renderings I had done hanging above the recamier in the sitting room.

It was a great look, and it worked well with the black background of the area rug in a mostly white room.

But just as people evolve and change so do rooms and I was in the mood for change.

Having been gifted with the wonderful pastel Mary Aslin had done of me one spring day on a whim, 

and a quick portrait from Lorenzo George done during our yearly garden party.

I began rearranging the wall in the sitting room above the reclaimer to include these and my new acquisition from Rachel.

Change is good!