Hiatus - Day 11
When I was doing A-level Art (which is longer ago now then I care to remind myself) at one point I did a collage of an oriental Lung or dragon. It was created out of hundreds of tiny scraps of tissue paper, and showed the dragon weaving through the clouds, like lightning through a storm. My art teacher at the time was full of praise - mostly because the media used had forced me to be more slap-dash than usual. (However hard you try, scraps of paper will be more 'free' than the equivalent pen or brush strokes.) She adored the fact I'd created art which was 'messy' instead of 'precise'.
Oil painting can be done in many different ways. My particular method is to paint a base coat on everything (very like 'painting by numbers') then to add highlight and shadow and finally to squish it all together somehow with some more paint. This means that visually, the stages of completions go: paintbynumbers - mess - okay - mess - okay - mess - okay - mess - suddenlyadecentpainting.
Currently the painting has huge streaks of black and white (light and shadow) boldly painted over everything. (Mess!) Funny thing is, if you squint or stand far enough away, everything blurs and it looks really cool. No doubt my A-level Art teacher would encourage me to continue in such a 'bold' style and not attempt to blend everything down to something more subtle.
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I can tell when the cats feel I should get out of bed and give them breakfast. They start licking my face and chewing my fingers.
Cats have no concept of *why* people should be interested in something that doesn't interest them. The look of hurt bemusement they give one after sniffing at white spirit really is something to behold. Also Maddock has learnt that if I am out of reach (ie, standing up and ignoring him) if he attempts to climb me he will get attention if only because I must detach him.
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Today I have eaten a bowl of muesli, carton of soup, pack of crackers and a biscuit. Hm, quite a lot. feh.
Today I have drunk tea and vodka.
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I was supposed to meet Rain this eve. I drunk too much vodka, mentally fell over and inflicted blood loss instead. Well done me.
Oil painting can be done in many different ways. My particular method is to paint a base coat on everything (very like 'painting by numbers') then to add highlight and shadow and finally to squish it all together somehow with some more paint. This means that visually, the stages of completions go: paintbynumbers - mess - okay - mess - okay - mess - okay - mess - suddenlyadecentpainting.
Currently the painting has huge streaks of black and white (light and shadow) boldly painted over everything. (Mess!) Funny thing is, if you squint or stand far enough away, everything blurs and it looks really cool. No doubt my A-level Art teacher would encourage me to continue in such a 'bold' style and not attempt to blend everything down to something more subtle.
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I can tell when the cats feel I should get out of bed and give them breakfast. They start licking my face and chewing my fingers.
Cats have no concept of *why* people should be interested in something that doesn't interest them. The look of hurt bemusement they give one after sniffing at white spirit really is something to behold. Also Maddock has learnt that if I am out of reach (ie, standing up and ignoring him) if he attempts to climb me he will get attention if only because I must detach him.
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Today I have eaten a bowl of muesli, carton of soup, pack of crackers and a biscuit. Hm, quite a lot. feh.
Today I have drunk tea and vodka.
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I was supposed to meet Rain this eve. I drunk too much vodka, mentally fell over and inflicted blood loss instead. Well done me.