I’m sure red cabbage will trigger an abstract painting in me one day. Maybe I should paint it in cabbage juice, since that turns an interesting indigo colour.
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Sketching badly on the train
I haven’t had much time to myself where I have access to a table, so I tried a sketch on a wobbly train and made myself a bit motion sick. But here it is: one art achieved today.
Something I did at the Tate Modern last year.
…and it wasn’t selected for publication by whoever vetted visitor doodles for the social media feeds, so that’s not a claim to fame.
Collaborating with a toddler
I’m recycling old notebooks and introduced Toddles to “sticky” today. She just needs to work out that the side you put glue on has to go on the page – not your hand, face, dolly, or mummy.
Could be a Pinterest fail
I have a great quality T shirt that had the misfortune to have a company logo printed on it. I thought I could use acrylic textile medium and some highly-pigmented professional quality acrylic to blank out the white logo and create a blank canvas for some art… it hasn’t worked. Now I need to think about incorporating the original printed logo in a way that disguises it. I can’t use pure acrylic because that’ll create an inflexible crunchy bit on the T-shirt.
I have done many arts
I’ve been logging in to WordPress frequently, uploading some pictures… then getting interrupted by a toddler and forgetting to come back to this!
So to catch up on my daily art challenge I’m going to post several days in one go. Most days I draw things in wax crayon on the orders of my little one, who then tries to help with colouring, so this isn’t high art here.
African radio
I was given an old African radio about 10 years ago, which is made of recycled electrical components and fencing wire. Its recycled beer can covers had been bothering me for a long time, so it was time to beautify it. It now has pride of place on my kitchen window sill and yes, it still works. Whoever made it was a master of his or her craft.
If anyone plans on copying this… beading onto a frame while dodging fragile electrical circuits was harder work than I expected. I’m not completely happy with the finish, but I am not doing this again.
Unless I find another African radio…
Playing with black ink
Motivation
I like making art using a jumble of steam of consciousness text, this one on motivation. I seem to have lost my old ones and didn’t have time to do a self portrait today, so went for a Rothko-style block of colour.