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

My art time today was spent skimming a book subtitled “Reflections on the Problems of Translation” in search of appropriate text for part of the collage, since that is the theme of the piece. I came up with very little, though I might use the one paragraph that seemed right. But having spent so much time on that research, and only a few minutes on putting pencil to canvas, I feel itchy, like I didn’t really make art today. It was a very long work day and so more art will have to wait til tomorrow, but I’ll make sure it is all making.

Day three of 100 days of art: I did more key tracing and am almost done with that step. After that comes collaging the box–I have an idea of what that will look like, but tonight I realized that I want there to be a verbal component to this piece, and that that is probably the place for it. I have to hunt in some books for appropriate passages.

Are you in the midst of a 100 days commitment? What is it?

. . . was devoted to planning and plotting. Literally plotting points, because after I’ve collaged the inside of the box, I’ll be stringing threads between various points around the outside, and doing that by trial and error would be a huge pain. So I’m doing the trial and error on paper first.

How was your day, #100days practitioners?

I won’t post a photo every day, but here’s what I’ve been doing. It’ll be an assemblage incorporating hardware and thread, eventually.

And as is so often the case, when I’m not making art, thinking about it is like standing at the edge of an icy pond. When I finally take the plunge, it turns out to be a river, miraculously warm and carrying me along on a delicious current.

This is why I need to do this every day: because when I stop, I forget how much I love it and then it’s hard to get back in.

Do you have #100days plans?

Tomorrow, Monday, October 21, I’m going to begin 100 consecutive days of a practice that’s important to me but that I often let drop out of busyness (actually fear), or because I’m not good enough at it (a.k.a. fear), or because it might not go anywhere (again, fear), or because it might take me somewhere scary ( . . . fear). If you want a community that will encourage you to keep at something, anything, for 100 days, please join me!

The thing I’m going to do is make art. What is yours?

Here’s the painting I started on August 19 (L) and its second stage, done today (R). The difference in color is mostly from the light in the room where I took the photos.

 

Our last day in Mexico, last month, I took a photo of this window, whose multiple layers caught my eye. I drew it almost immediately, but could tell it really wanted to be a painting. I hardly ever paint; when I went to list the categories for this post, “art” and “drawings” and various other media were on my list, but I had to add “paintings.”I actually watched a few YouTube videos on Acrylics for Beginners (Katie Jobling and Clive5Art were helpful), then dove in today. I like the way this medium urges me to work roughly before adding details. Those will have to wait until the weekend, probably.It’s on canvas, 9″ x 12”.

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