Moods by Andrea Zimon

I have been working on my moods. Artistically as opposed emotionally, that is.

In drawing a full face but I realized altering my photographic approach by only taking a partial image can create subtle changes in mood.

Changes in color helps, too. The image on the left is typical of my linear work and has a tougher feel. While the image on the right is somewhat typical of my color choices but has a more ethereal essence.

To take a step further I really darkened, cropped, and flipped the same image and got an incredibly moody image.

I hope to learn from this computer generated by product and create all this on my own with pencil and pen one day.

i don't owe anyone an explanation by karin sanborn

some attitude for today:

(imagining eye rolling on colossal scale)

fair enough, attitude is every day.

things get made.

they don't need rules, permission, or discussion.

it happens with or without an audience. practicing blogging to no one. its good for the soul.

now make art the same way. or don't. your choice.

a gratuitous studio image is provided below for enjoyment or distaste.

again, totally your choice.

please just have an opinion and be alive.

the end

satisfaction -kes

This week a phrase by someone presented itself.
It was something to the effect of 'to be an artist is to be unsatisfied'.
I am not sure it's fair for artists to get to think they corner the market on dissatisfaction.
For the sake of the blog we'll remain in the creative realm.

I believe in synchronicity. After reading the phrase above and then stumbling across a superb performance of Fingers to the Bone by Brown Bird on Youtube, the this week's post topic made itself known.

Existing is a struggle.
Pain. Work. Violence. Bad luck. Decay. Mortality.
Living is not a trip to a spa. If it was, it would have to be called something else.
But that isn't all there is.

Woven between the lyrics and notes of Brown Bird's music exist delicate, enduring spaces that balance the hard edges of being alive. Just like the invisible pieces that make up the universe that we can't see or completely quantify, this space is far from empty. A thriving energy exists here, and with the right method, a glimmer is visible, even if only for a moment. Call it whatever you want. Stringed instruments and string theory actually have something in common. It is as simple as the idea of breathing.

This force is secretive as a wild animal and it is not for owning. Like our universe, it is in perpetual motion. To hold it is to kill it. However, connection is possible by getting up each day and working. The terrain is unpredictable and its going to hurt, but not always. Sometimes that moment of satisfaction happens. The elusive creature briefly coils itself in the warmth of a rest note between two musicians and the harmony provides a bridge to get the worker over life's next chasm.

The lyrics of 'Fingers to the Bone' and other Brown Bird music is available in the publication
The Teeth of Sea & Beasts: The poetry of Brown Bird by David lamb and MorganEve Swain, 2014, Rhode Island: Stone Heart Press.

who loves the sun

sheet metal and light, 2016

Being Creative - az

One of the things I have observed about being creative is that it is deliberate

and subconscious at the same time.

 While talking on the phone, I was aware of the act of drawing but not paying attention to content or mistakes and using just what was on hand, junk paper and ball point pens.

Though ballpoint is rarely my go to supply, I do like the qualities (the graphic lines) 

and the limitations (one cannot erase) it produces.

The result was interesting because I wasn't fully paying attention to the process and it allowed me to work and rework the face. 

However,

I am not sure of what in my subconscious explains the four eyed, six legged spider with a flower growing out of his head.