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So, drawing with SketchbookX. Luna was surprisingly cooperative.

Portobello. And now I know sonething I’ll draw with the scratchboard and knife my daughter gave me this morning.

It’s been fifty days of making art every day. I missed two. It’s making me very happy, especially when art is one of the first things I do in the morning. That seems to be when I have the most energy for creativity, and whatever I do then stays wiyh me the whole day.

In the meantime, Joy has completed the drawings for our new art room, and will take them to the city permit office tomorrow, so that the builder can get going. It won’t be large, but we’ll be able to have a table for us all to work at, the way we did in Oaxaca three years ago, and enough shelves for all the art supplies.

We’re setting aside a little time, reserving a little space, for something that’s important to all three of us.

#100days

On the way to work this morning, three things in particular made me grateful for this life. (1) In the shopping center where I stopped on an errand, there is a restaurant called Hella Halal. (My daughter would say Hecka Halal, but I like the rich consonance of the original.) (2) Just now, as I turned into the church’s street, a fire engine was coming my way with its siren and lights whirling, so I pulled over next to a preschool, and thus enjoyed the lovely sight of the children running toward the fence, hands over their ears, faces alight, to watch it go by.

And (3) all along the route there have been trees in their autumn glory.

I’ve been playing with charcoal, having tossed a drawing pad and a box of various charcoals into my bag for a short trip out of town. Yesterday I drew a still life (Joy: “A bowl of fruit? Isn’t that kind of a cliché?” Me: “But look at all the different textures in one place. That’s why so many artists like to paint them!”) (Or possibly: Because they’re frequently available, and, as Joy reasoned, they don’t move). Today I was so moved and inspired by Rex LeBeau’s drawing, Shadow, in the UU World, that I just wanted to try out different effects with the charcoal, so that’s what I did.

Doing some art every day is definitely a good thing in my life. And a good example of the games some of us have to play just to get ourselves doing what we want to do. For me, it helps to have made a page of 100 numbered, dated squares in my journal. Every day I make art, I fill in the day’s square. The compulsive in me really doesn’t want to leave any of them blank, so on the days when I’ve been tired and tempted to go to sleep and skip art time, compulsiveness works in my favor.

Even deciding on 100 days in a row is a game. Whatever works.

#100days

“Problems in Translation”
Assemblage, 6″ x 10″ x 2″
Cardboard, paper, key, lock, thread

I have a lot of trouble finishing pieces. This piece will probably be followed by others on similar themes, which helps me declare this one done.

#100days

This image, like all others on this site not otherwise identified, is (c) Amy Zucker Morgenstern

Earlier today I had plans to continue with the collaging of the keys and lock piece, but I was busy and by the time the World Series and dinner were over, I didn’t have the energy. I curled up with our cat and my smartphone drawing app for more exploration of this new medium. Here’s Luna.

Day 9 of #100days

Ahhhh! I want this piece to have many layers, and they’re starting to come in with this collaging.

Why red? I have no idea. I just saw it as having a red, slightly translucent later, and when I went looking for red tissue paper in our holidays-and-gift-supplies shelves, I found red streamers. I like the wrinkled texture too.

Give me scissors, paper, and rubber cement and I’m happy.

#100days of making art, day eight.

I’m in Petaluma, CA, and Pacific Gas & Electric has shut the power off. So I pulled a chair up the the mirror and tried to draw a self-portrait using the SketchbookX app on my phone while illuminating my face in the mirror with the phone’s flashlight.

It would have been a lot easier if I’d discovered the Undo button before I started. I only just found it. It may revolutionize my use of this medium, though I still have a lot to learn before I have any facility with it.

In the interest of sharing pieces that are very much experimental and don’t “look right,” here’s what I got after about 30 minutes of noodling.trying to draw a self

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