Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts

DIY Bright Colorful Abstract Painting



English tutorial coming in a minute ;)

Ölfarben sind einfach herrlich. Ich liebe die Konsistenz, da ich bevorzugt mit dem Spachtel arbeite, statt Pinsel. Es gefällt mir nämlich gar nicht wenn Farbe einfach nur dünn aufgemalt wird, und man die Struktur der Leinwand durchschimmert sieht. Schön dick muss es sein.
Leider bin ich viel zu ungeduldig, denn Ölfarben haben eine sehr lange Trocknungszeit. Wir reden hier nicht von ein paar Stunden, sondern Wochen, ja sogar Monaten. 
Darum male ich sonst hauptsächlich mit Acryl- oder Aquarellfarben bzw Guache, aber hier liegt noch ein ganzer Satz Ölfarbe rum, und die möchte ich gerne aufbrauchen, denn vom liegen wird sie auch nicht besser, ganz im Gegenteil. 

FREE Printable: Pink Poop Emoji



The poop emoji. So cute! The cutest of all. We all love the poop emoji, don't we? But brown is such a depressing color. Pink is so much better. We all love pink, don't we? 

Feel free to download my little watercolor poop cutie, print it, frame it and just keep smiling. 
( Simply click the image below, then right click to dowload)




Der Sch...haufen Emoji. So süß! Oder? Bringt mich immer sofort zum Lachen. Aber braun ist so eine depressive Farbe. Pink ist besser. Jeder liebt pink, oder? 
Also dann, einfach diesen kleinen Fratz ausdrucken, einrahmen, und wieder lächeln!

A postcard to Vermont

Last month i stumbled upon this article:
http://janedavies-collagejourneys.blogspot.com/2013/01/the-post-office.html

When i read that blog post I was immediately reminded of a TV show about a tiny post office in the US we watched some time ago. Not sure if it was actually the same little white hut, but at least it looked identically.

There was no doubt i would send a handmade postcard to Rupert, Vermont, in order to help save the post office.

I am not an artist and my postcard is definitely not a masterpiece- creating it was a challenge, but also tons of fun.
I used a simple junk mail postcard and painted it with acrylic paint in two shades of turquoise, purple, orange and pink, and golden laquer.







And a sketch of the little post office:




Drawings

My art teacher in school ( long time ago) lived a lonely life hidden deep in the countryside, spending his time carving faces into tree trunks. Spooky, right?
He was the kind of guy being referred to as crazy and we always made fun of him and called him all kinds of not so nice names. Today i would just call him eccentric and unique.
I don't remember the details but i do recall that we were an overly confident bunch of wanna-be adults and ended up with a letter from the principal being sent to our parents because we had left the teacher's classroom after a hefty debate about his inappropriate behaviour and refused to go to the local art gallery the same day.
 
So, this man made us draw and paint and create the weirdest things which i usually did not like at all but still managed to get a good result despite my aversion.

One day we entered the class room which he had already prepared for a new project and there were animal skulls everywhere. Skulls of cattle, monkeys and cute little creatures like squirrels or such. That seventeen-year old girl felt the urge to vomit but my disgust was immediately overpowered by fear: the fear of losing my hard earned 15 points ( A+ or 1+) that i had scored by creating a Plaster of Paris sculpture that was good enough to be exhibited in the art gallery mentioned before.

And so i grabbed my charcoal and began to draw skulls. And i got another 15 points and an exhibition for my drawings. And i hated them so much that i hid them in the backmost corner of my room for many years.

I rediscovered the drawings when MisterT and i moved into our previous appartment in 2008. And i liked them! So much that i put them into matching frames and displayed them on our wall.

Today I am grateful for being given the chance to draw something more sophisticated and challenging than the usual flowers and geometric shapes.

Thank you Mister G. for being my teacher. I still think you were a moron but thanks for standing out and staying true to yourself.