I am not a drawer--is that a word? I mean a person who draws. Yeah, I'm not one of those. Give me some paper and scissors and I can make something. But paper and pencil in my hand and I freeze up. My hand can never recreate what my eye sees.
On Wednesday, I attended a grant-funded pastel class at my town library. I love the library for things like this: inter-generational groups of people gathering for culture and creativity. The teacher was Greg Maichack, a talented and humorous artist who turned an entire room into pastel artists. This is what I had created from a black piece of 11 x14" paper at the end of 2 hours.
|Pastel Calla Lily in the style of Georgia O'Keefe|
Greg talked this non-artist through the process of blank page, to reference points, to concave and convex lines, to connecting it all together into a charcoal line drawing. And finally, marking shadows, using different pastel strokes (like chisel and scumbling), and blending. I left there proudly with my drawing and chalk covered fingertips, one happy girl!
How about you? When is the last time you took a class or worked with a new art medium?