I Saw Wayne Newton at Casino Rama on March 20, 2008

I saw Wayne Newton this past week. I made a vow to myself when Johnny Cash died that if I had the opportunity to see a legendary performer I would go and check them out before they die. Wayne Newton falls in that category for me and so I have a deep sense of satisfaction that I saw the man perform.

I called ahead to see if cameras, perchance, were allowed. They said no. I was going to take it anyway but if they would have confiscated my camera I would have been very sad. So instead I opted to take a sketch book and a pen and see what I could do. What happened was I got into the body of Wayne. These are all very fast gesture drawings, about 30 seconds each, some longer, maybe a minute or two if I was lucky. He kept repeating certain stances and I could feel them as I was drawing. The bend at the hip, the wide-legged stance, the bobbing head. Very interesting. I feel like I understand him as a performer better for having drawn him. I am going to make this a regular thing. Hopefully my sketches will improve as I go along but it's a very intriguing way to remember an event.

Here are his backup singers. What was strange is they sat through most of the show. Don't know why. I wonder if they were sitting so the focus would always be on Wayne? He did feature many members of his band and his singers as in this solo artist, only with the Wayne Newton family for two weeks he said. She had a very powerful voice. The other singer was with him for 5 years and the other said she'd been singing backup since she was 15.
She was definitely in her 40's at least.

There were several instruments lined up on stage for him to use when he got to that part of the show. An exquisite white guitar. It was so beautiful. I don't know much about instruments but I really wanted to play that guitar. There were two others, an electric and another acoustic, and two banjos. He also picked up an electric fiddle and played it, a genuine surprise to me that he could play a fiddle and equally impressive was his piano playing with large screen closeups of his giant pinky ring. He did an impression of Liberace which the 70+ majority crowd really appreciated. As did I.

He played a variety of music, coming onstage to the strains of 2001 A Space Odyssey, poignant give Arthur C Clarke had just died, then it changed to Viva Las Vegas and quickly into CC Rider. A rock'n'roll medley. Medleys. Who thinks the medley is a good thing? My husband and I were trying to guess pre-show what he'd be wearing. I thought something gold. He said black tux. He was right. It had a really really high cut on the vest. Seemed odd to me. And he was puffy up top, like he'd tip over. A funny shape and hard to sketch.

After the medley he sang Mack The Knife. I was thrilled! First an Elvis song, then that classic. Other songs were Johnny B. Good where the only audience member who was under 20 got up and danced in the aisle. Yes, that's one person dancing. Wayne loosened his bowtie, to the delightful squeal of the ladies cause he was ready to rock. He played Spanish Eyes during this segment on that fantastic white guitar.

Speaking of the audience, several older women rushed the stage throughout the show handing Wayne really old records for him to sign. He took them graciously and signed them after the show. One woman gave him flowers and throughout the show there were whoops and hollers and whistles whenever Wayne said he'd " see them in their room after the show" or "I hope you're next to my room here at the hotel", with many ladies offering to come up to his room and see him. Oh, the sexual tension was thick my friends. Thick. Bodes well for sex after 70 let me tell you.

He finished with his classic, Danke Shoen. I had strains of "Daddy Don't You Walk So Fast" going through my head for a week prior to the event. He never sang it. I'm kind of glad. I don't like that song much. He did perform The Impossible Dream, seated, lyrics in hand, voice failing, shouting more than singing, with the backup vocalists drowning him out. He said he was doing it as a favour to an audience member and it was unrehearsed. Hmmm. He read the notes for one stanza then was up on his feet belting is out as best he could. I think his story was a fib.

Other things of note: this guy His job was to sit stage left, in the dark and roll and unroll Wayne's mic cord. He doesn't use a headset and he doesn't use a cordless. The mic cord is real prop for a singer like him. He twirls the mic with it. He waves the cord around. Can't get that flair with a cordless. It also adds to that "old time performer" thing.

Here's a sketch done pre-show.There's a lady with a fancy shawl, part of the orchestra he had, and a camera. They were taping the event. He told us we might be caught on tape, though we were definitely too far back for that to happen to us. As an aside, the setup at Casino Rama is very good. I don't think there's a bad seat to be had there. The seats could be roomier, but the view is great. Speaking of the venue here's a compilation sketch of the ushers. Most of the ushers seemed to be over 65, with a minority in their 30's perhaps? They all wore sparkly vests, white shirts, black pants and bow ties. They had to seat many elderly people with canes and walkers and find room for wheelchairs. Lots of those wheelchair ladies had the sparkliest clothes. I remember one woman with a black satin cap full of white rhinestones. I fear that will be me if I am lucky enough to get that old and see an ancient Green Day perform.

Here's a concert review that pretty much echoes our own experience.
http://www.theledger.com/article/20080310/NEWS/803100347/0/FRONTPAGE

With one big exception. I loved Wayne's Mack the Knife. It was worth the whole trip to me. There he was, white spotlight, black tuxedo, black hair, pink face, sparkly giant diamond pinky ring and watch, fingers snappin', shoulders hunched, head a bobbin'.... PERFECT.

Shoe Trees near Kinmount, Ontario, Canada

A Shoe tree, not to be confused with the shoe-preservation device of the same name, is a tree(or, occasionally, a powerline pole or other wooden object)that has been festooned with old shoes. Shoe trees are generally located alongside a major local thoroughfare, and may have a theme(such as high-heeled shoes).There are currently at least seventy-six such shoe trees in the United States,and an undetermined number elsewhere.
Source: Wikipedia

On our way to see Wayne Newton last week we passed by a group of shoe trees just out of Kinmount, Ontario. It was so great that we had to make a return trip so I could get some pictures. Around here where I live you see the odd pair of shoes tossed over hydro lines but nothing that I know of comes even close to this display. Two trees, and three fenceposts with shoes on them and a few on the overhead lines. I didn't have extra shoes to leave here, and the snow was up to my hips when I tried to get in for a close look. We'll be passing by here on our way to see Don Rickles at the end of May. I'll make sure to bring something to add to this display then.

See more about Kinmount here ... http://kinmount.ca/

These are up at the top of the tree, some tossed and some attached to the trunk.

I loved the flipper that was left in this tree. It's really held it's colour so I can't tell if it's an old addition or a new one.

Here's a few shoes climbing the trunk to get the sun.

This is the area of the trunk that is the easiest to reach from the ground. People seem to have extra running shoes more than any other type of shoe.

These are workboots and flipflops. From work to play. I can't imagine leaving workboots on a fencepost. Although it'd be great if the former owner never had to work again and left his boots here to mark that.

These were my favorites. A pair of bear slippers with the fake claws. I sometimes get this kind of novelty slipper. I always want them when I see them but once I have them, I rarely wear them. Too big and bulky. They look good on the post for the same reason. I totally understand sacrificing them.

Illustration Friday: Heavy

Heavy 20 x 26 charcoal and graphite

I've been working on abstract drawings of emotional states for class

and this one feels heavy, like you're carrying a burden you can't shake loose.

Pear-Shaped Girl Issue #10 - Pear-Shaped Girl Gets a Hobby

Click here to see Issue #10 in which pear-shaped girl keeps herself busy through idolatry.

Illustration Friday: Garden

14 x 22 - drawing on scratchboard


I had a dream once that I was standing in my garden. It was covered in snow. When I looked down I saw that everything in my garden was rotting. When I pulled up my crops the roots were twisted, rotted, and stunted. I looked up and on the other side of the fence my neighbour's garden was filled with lush summer goodness. Healthy plants. Beautiful soil. Sunshine. He came to the fence and said to me "If you want what I have you have dig deep and take a look at the roots."

Friendly Plastic's Slide Into Obscurity

Assorted Friendly Plastic Sticks

When I stumbled across friendly plastic in 1990 in my local craft store there was no information on how to use it.

I think this is the primary reason I am still using it.

It was a new product and everyone was trying it. The stores were pushing it and it had a big marketing machine behind it. You could buy it in non-metallic colours as pellets in plastic jars. You could buy it in 3" sticks, or 7" sticks. And you could buy it in 4" squares. Now I can only get 7" sticks.

Friendly Plastic was advertised as non-toxic. (We'll see. I am sure I have accidentally ingested 1 or 2 7" sticks in my 17 years of working with it.) Perfect for toddlers, day cares, kindergartens everywhere. It was re-usable/recyclable (still is) as you can just re-heat/melt what you made if you don't like it. So little kids could take the pellets, or the sticks, melt them, mold it with their little hands, and then melt it again. Melting was done in hot tap water. It's true. It'll melt under the tap. And it cools down like when a candle drips and the drip hardens.

It's that fast.

For adults I remember it pushed as "jewelry for your frying pan".

Egad.

Many many people, got out their electric frying pans and floated a piece of plastic in it until it melted. You'd lift it from the water and model it while warm. You could emboss it, mold it/press it into molds, marble it together, lots of stuff.

There were a few years where the really bright plastic designs were all over. I call this type of friendly plastic "traditional friendly plastic".

Book from 1990

Book from 1993 -- A great example of traditional , abstract, friendly plastic work

Book from 1994

Here are my thoughts of what's contributed to drive this stuff into obscurity.

1) After the first wave of crafters who like to make things found it, they followed directions and made the traditional abstract designs, just delighting in the bright fanciful colours. They cut and pieced and molded to their hearts content. Same with the kids. They did the same. Or rather tried to. There is one big thing with this plastic that makes it much much harder to work with than they let on, especially when you do it in hot water. Once it melts it is like melted wax, but with a little more body. the metal foil layer, which is the colour on the surface, holds the stick together but just barely. It's actually very very critical to remove your plastic at the exact right time or it's flowing all over and that great colour on the surface? It's slid right off. Or the stick has bent over onto itself and you're left with a blackish gray, blue, peachy-pinky-beige, red or white blob of plastic. In those days you also had yellow. (sigh. oh how I miss yellow... and orange.) So once they wanted to make something more complicated it became much more difficult to control your shapes. It's just not an easy medium.

2) FIMO clay was introduced at the exact same time. The makers of FIMO encouraged the grass roots users who adopted FIMO early on and groups sprung up to support each other and to encourage its use and to explore its possibilities. It was immediately recognized as a craft medium that could be used as art. It had the notion of "clay" going for it too, but it is PLASTIC. Not clay.

I tried FIMO, but didn't get seduced by it. The colour of friendly plastic still holds me. FIMO couldn't compete and I always wanted to make long thin arms or legs and FIMO things needed to be big and heavy and clunky to support those shapes. It just wasn't for me. But where was the support for Friendly Plastic as an art medium? Nowhere. Even though it had been introduced as a sculptural material it just never went further than that. It never got adopted and people moved on.

3) Think macrame. Think fad. Think the next new thing.

Craft sales tapered off. Stores limited their ordering. Then they stopped ordering altogether and sold off their remaining stock.

Over the years several colours have been dropped by the manufacturer, including my beloved yellow and a colour called gold cobra. It was perfect for making giraffes. Great gold snakeskin pattern on a metallic brown background. Sometimes I wonder if they'll stop making it altogether.

Oh and how can I forget this? It's plastic. Lowest of the low in the hierarchy of art materials. Plastic. Hated and despised, long time mimic of other more worthy materials. Think bakelite and how it looked like tortoise shell or ivory. Plastic. Evil foe of the environment. Plastic. Cheap, mass produced, no quality of its own.

My favorite anecdote

In 1991 I was asked to bring my samples to the National Gallery of Canada to meet with the buyer for their bookstore. I showed her my work and she made an order and seemed genuinely delighted with it. I know I was thrilled to have my work at the National Gallery. Who wouldn't be? After the business part was over we chatted briefly and she told me that she was buying my items "inspite of the medium". I understood what she was saying but it irritated me. Still does. My work looked like it did because it was made of friendly plastic not in spite of it. The material dictates the handling, no? Yes.

Last year I participated at an art show in a comic book shop. I made reproductions of two classic comic book covers using only friendly plastic. I posted my work in my blog.

http://plasticmasters.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-olds-july-19th-2007.html

and

http://plasticmasters.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-olds-july-20th-2007.html

Most of the crowd didn't care, didn't notice, weren't interested. They were looking for something else. Next to me was a man who was showing his own action figures. He was fascinated with my stuff. He said to me, " Your work is really unique. Don't worry about this (motioning to the room). It's hard to be a pioneer. Just keep going." You know, this guy, who was really in the same boat as I was at that show, he could have just said that to be nice but I was really touched by his words. A pioneer. Perhaps. I am searching for a way to elevate this material, to make it Art with a capital A. I'm a full time art student right now, partly to further equip myself, to give me more skills and ideas for making art. I've been slack about using FP ever since I started school which is understandable. I will return again to it. I haven't abandoned it at all. But sometimes we have to walk away from something for a while. I know my subconscious is working it through. I trust it.

Gulp Earrings

aka Businessman's Lunch

In honour of meeting another friendly plastic master, Liz in the UK, I've decided to start posting images of my fp works again. I've gotten away from it, which was supposed to be the focus of my blog, but since there are so few people out there doing this stuff I guess I may as well help educate the masses.

I love this design. Kind of like hoops, but not. Kind of optimistic, or not. Sort of glass half full? Or glass empty? I can never decide if the little fish is outta there or not. Sometimes I re-title this one Businessman's Lunch. Depends how I am feeling.

I love fp for the colour. I try my best to keep the bright uncompromising shiny colour. I have never found any material to equal it. The thing about friendly plastic is it mimics several mediums. People just don't know what it is. It is very similar in colour and patterning to dichroic glass. Also it has been mistaken for leather. One time for wood(?) The real surprise for folks is when they pick it up. It is light. Very light. You can make a huge pin and it weighs nothing. Same thing here. These earrings are about 1.5" across. They weigh nothing. I just calculated that they'd weigh about 1/5 of an ounce. You can see how this confounds the average person. They think they know what it is, pick it up, and then it's light as a feather. I love the look of wonder that crosses their face at that moment.

Nobody here but us

I've got photography class today so I was going through the shots that were still on my memory stick and thought I'd post this grouping. The assignment was to take pictures in the same place during the day and the night.
Landscape shots.
So I walked round the corner to the theatre and and was taken by the shape of their sign. I had never really looked at it and how it's constructed.

Then I tried to frame it into a shot, which looks good to me, and then this happened.

As I was standing there birds started flying onto the sign. They perch there drinking in the dying sun. I noticed that there was an interesting shot to be had and here it is.

Illustration Friday: Leap

Leap 16x20 acrylic on canvas, digital text

Happy Leap Year Day!

Issue #9 in which pear-shaped girl goes from heaven to hell and back again during REM sleep

Medieval Times

Arriving at Toronto's Medieval Times was easy. The roads were good, traffic was light and we thought it'd be fairly sparsely attended for a Saturday evening in February. We were mistaken. It was packed.

We were warned not to go during the week as the place is over-run by school kids brought there to experience life in the middle ages.


Well, let me clue you in boys and girls... your first clue that is is NOT medieval times is that everyone gets a crown as they enter the facilities. With over 300 attendees, all royalty with crowns, well, this ain't no medieval times. I doubt there were even a quarter of that many crowns in existence in Medieval Europe. And all this royalty and no retinues? where were my escorts, my handmaidens? Alas. None to be found.


It was strongly suggested we arrive at 6 for the 7:30pm show. We did, and found ourselves in the grand hall (foyer?) milling around, unable to go to our seats (yellow crowns upon entry=yellow section=yellow knight's cheering section). Unable to enter the feasting area, we were all channeled to the bar for $7.00 draught beer (no mead) served in souvenir plastic cups that have the images that move back and forth when you move the cup. Knights hacking at each other mostly. Other attractions were the gift shops: calligraphic, wearables, neon necklaces and waving sticks, pewter knick-knacks and I think some swords and jewelry too. There was more but my attention wasn't focused there. I was most attracted to the glass display case with the falcons in it. Two were on display. Such amazing creatures. And in another room you could see the horses in their stalls awaiting show time.

During the wait to be seated at our table, the King knighted members of the audience. Many were marking birthdays, like this woman, who turned 25 and was wearing full-on princess garb.


A few were being knighted on the occasion of retiring and turning 50, and a some were turning 11 and 12. The King looked good and hearty. I wondered what you got paid for being King these days.





Once in we were given food by our serving wench.
Here she is bringing around our medieval vegetable soup
(it had corn in it... and it was a tomato base...) which she served to us from a bucket with a ladle.







Our table setting had no utensils. We drank our soup from a metal bowl with a side handle and all the other food was eaten with out fingers.

We drank from a plastic stein. They have the best, and the biggest, finger wipes I've even seen. Good for the chicken halves we were served and the ribs. Vegetables were roast potatoes cut in half. Nary a green thing to be found. Desert was an apple pastry, strudel-like, which I didn't like yet others loved. Beverages we indulged in were medieval pepsi, coffee and water.


And such was the setting for the evening's entertainment. I'll focus on that in my next post.

Illustration Friday: Multiples

The Many Moods of Fish 24" x 24" acrylic on canvas

So many fish; so many, and varied, moods.

Astronaut series of paintings

The Floater 24 x 48 acrylic on canvas

Daredevil 24 x 36 acrylic on canvas

Spaced Out 16 x 20 acrylic on canvas

Firestarter 30 x 40 acrylic on canvas

These are a series of paintings on the theme of astronaut that I am doing this term. I am not sure if Firestarter is finished. I may tinker with it some more but not until I get four more paintings in this series complete. For now it's tucked safely away. I'll let my subconscious deal with it for a while.

Etching Results

These were the first two etchings I made.



Sandman is a line etching only (20 minutes in the acid bath). Gotcha is line and aquatint.


I did the aquatint three times for Gotcha (5 minutes, 2 minutes, 1 minute) and I like the subtlety of tone that happened by taking the time to do it. I feel both of these etchings are successful.


My next two plates were Under the Bed and Scavengers.
Under the Bed is a line etching with aquatint(5 minutes) and soft ground (30 minutes). I took a piece of linen to make a linen for the bed. I masked off the area seen as light under the bed. It's just the plate itself, no texture, and then I burnished the edges to get a soft glow.
It turned out very close to what I was going for.

Scavengers is a different story. This was already a very heavy line etching when I decided to add soft ground to it. I had some burlap which I put over the birds' bodies, and some linen for the area behind them. The soft ground etching was 45 minutes long. It really ate everything up. I knew it would be a very busy plate but we have to experiment to find out what works right? Right.
As part of a series based on nightmare images I think it works, but it could be better. I am going to burnish some of the background that was over-etched and see if I can't improve this print.

The final print is a compilation of all of my plates into one. Called Bad Dreams I made an artist proof and a series of 4 prints all in sepia ink. Then I made one variable edition print in colour. This was my 5th variable print, the other 4 being the colour versions of the single plates.

Opinion was split as to whether the sepia images worked better than the colour. I know I was very happy with the colour ones, but the sepia has a charm all its own.

So.
Etching.
As a print-making process it is so dependent upon the acid bath. I don't have enough experience to be able to look at the surface of my plate in the bath and judge whether it's been etched too deeply or whether I need more. The process is long and involved, and if you over-etch there is little you can do to rescue your plate in the moment. All you can do is burnish your image and start over. As opposed to woodblock printing or lino prints, where once your remove material from the surface it's gone forever (without taking extrordinary means like using glue and sticking bits of stuff in the groove and hoping it'll stay put when you print) etching is more forgiving. It's just not as direct.

But the look! Instant age, instant link to the printmakers of past centuries. The prints just look mysterious to me. I can't get that look any other way. And I love having the plate. You know you've made something. The bad part is these prints cannot be made at home without a press. Unlike the spoon printing you can do with relief prints, I can't just make another one when I want to. Of course I can scan and print... but where's the fun in that? Though I am sure Da Vinci would have. He loved all technology and took advantage of what was around him in his day... but that's another topic.

Issue #8 - Big River - by pear-shaped girl

Issue #8 in honour of a classic love song

Illustration Friday: Theory

The Alicorn

Modern day alicorn making

Dr. Conrad Gesner of Zurich sums up the theory of the beneficial use of powdered unicorn horn as follows:

This horn is useful and beneficial against epilepsy, pestilential fever, rabies, proliferation and infection of other animals and vermin, and against worms within the body from which children faint.

Issue #7 - pear-shaped girl's gift giving advice for the romantically challenged

Issue #7 in which pear-shaped girl offers sound advice to the confused in honour of this St. Valentine's Day 2008.

Illustration Friday: Choose

Year of the Rat begins

See my happy rat with your very own eyes! Proof Gallery in Toronto had a call for prints to celebrate the Chinese Year of the Rat. I submitted a print to the show and am happy to see a blog of all the prints submitted.

I'm in great company.



And if you're curious about what Year of the Rat means, here's what Russia's Newspaper Pravda has to say about it:

The Rat to bring money and success in New Year 2008

The upcoming New Year, the Year of the Rat, is going to be a successful and ambitious time according to the Chinese calendar. The Rat is considered to be one of the hardest-working signs in the Chinese zodiac.


The New Year 2008 is the Year of the Rat

There used to be a tradition in ancient Russia to breed cockroaches in homes to emphasize the well-being and hospitality of its dwellers. Oriental nations bred rats for similar purposes. A Chinese proverb on poverty runs that rats can leave only poor homes. That is why the rat as a zodiac sign symbolizes success.

The rat became the symbol of the year owing to its artfulness, an old Buddhist legend says. When Buddha was handing out the years, the cunning Rat left the Ox, the Pig and the Dog behind.

“It reminds the situation with the presidential election that will happen during the Year of the Rat. So, we’ll see which Rat will take the lead and the office,” a famous Russian astrologer Anna Kiryanova said.

In spite of the fact that the rat is an omnivorous animal, the meals for the New Year should include grain crops, nuts and cheese. It is desirable to cook as much as possible. It would also be good to leave some food after the party and not to eat everything at once. “The more food is left, the better the year will be. It is important to stress out the abundance of food at this point,” says the astrologer.

Close people should celebrate the New Year together because the rat hails family ties. However, it is very easy to frighten the rat: it can not stand scandals and loud noise.

As for clothes, rat prefers luxury and precious metals. Astrologers recommend to wear the best clothes on New Year’s night.

The room where people are going to see the Year of the Rat in is supposed to be special. The room interior should be simple, exquisite and sophisticated. Astrologers also recommend to talk about perfectionism, something ideal and wise because the rat is an intellectual animal. Leo Tolstoy, George Bush, Carmen Electra, Eminem, Prince Charles, Scarlett Johansson and other famous people were born in the Year of the Rat.

Translated by Ksenia Sedyakina
Pravda.ru

Today's Horoscope Poem

Exhilarate me partner
Lead me to challenges
Quench my thirst for adventure
and park it in the garden


SCORPIO Oct. 24- Nov. 22

A partner is found for exhilarating fun. The thirst for adventure leads you to face challenges. Get out into a garden or park.

Mini Trips

I love to go on trips. I love getting in the car and driving away. This weekend we are looking forward to going to Toronto and claiming our Christmas gift: a night out at Medieval Times.

I've never been to Medieval Times. Sporting a degree in Medieval Art History and Medieval History, I know a little about Medieval Times myself, but you can always learn a thing or two.

I am bringing my camera.

The jousting session is accompanied by a meal. Here's what they say we get. I'll be disappointed if they give us a fork. Or anything plastic.

Toronto, Canada Castle
Bill of Fare

Garlic Bread
Tomato Bisque Soup
Roasted Chicken
Spare Rib
Herb-Basted Potato
Pastry of the Castle
Beverage

I had heard that the beverage was ice tea. This strikes me as distinctly not medieval. I'm looking for mead.

Anyway I hope to have a full report on this adventure Sunday when we return.

We're going to finally see Mr. Wayne Newton on our next mini trip in March. He postponed his performance last October, the week he was voted off Dancing with the Stars, and it was rescheduled from a Saturday night to a Wednesday night in March. I'm looking forward to that too! I'm living the dream.

Share the Love

In thinking about love this month, I decided to show you a painting I did recently that I love. This little black bird with attitude came walking along while we were at the KOA Kamping Kabin this past August and he ended up the feature subject of an acrylic painting. I just love this painting.

And something else happened recently that I love... I got mentioned in someone's blog! I love that! Check it out here. Share the love.

Issue #6 of pear-shaped girl - Mr. Thang

Issue #6 in which pear-shaped girl is the voice of reason as her best friend falls for a scoundrel!

Today's Horoscope Poem

In trying not to be perfect
I'm living with hope instead

Hoping to attract compliments
or feel an unusual happiness envelope me
like fine clothing

I'm letting go perfectionism today
I just have to prepare myself to do it right


SCORPIO Oct. 24- Nov. 22
Prepare for unusual happiness. Fine clothing will attract compliments. Let go of perfectionism for a while.

Today's Horoscope Poem

i told you but
sometimes it's just a warning
an alarming error
for a little man
it's hard to understand my reasons
bring true to my word
isn't easy


Metro Newspaper February 1st Horoscope
SCORPIO Oct. 24- Nov. 22
Someone doesn’t understand your reasons. Warn a little man of an alarming error. Being true to your word isn’t that easy.

Illustration Friday: Blanket

A scene from Beach Blanket Bingo with Frankie Avalon and Annette Funicello

This week I decided to actually illustrate something for Illustration Friday. I discovered today that I have a paint program on this new computer so I tried it. Using the pencil tool is like doing a blind contour drawing. Interesting.