Friday, December 21, 2012

~Wherever its caravan goes~


Wherever its caravan goes, originally uploaded by askthemoon.

Sketching before sleep: I was inspired by reading from “The Calligrapher’s Secret” by Rafik Schami ~

“I follow love
Wherever its caravan goes,
Love is my religion
And my faith”
~~Ibn Arabi, Sufi scholar

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Outrage - Sandy Hook Elementary

I found the sorrow of this week's news was eased by drawing. To bear witness in some way to the pain and the disbelief people feel at such times. The news images were overpowering, but this response and other drawings helped

 

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Trumpet Man


Trumpet Man, originally uploaded by askthemoon.

Chris Botti from my Art Center's latest flier. The "rib tickling" and 'high flying ' refer to other Art Center acts, but even listening to Chris's CD's is always "awe inspiring." I may not get to attend, but will draw instead.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Sketching Before Sleep: Guitar

I recently went to a wonderful guitar concert that made me feel this way. The Romeros (The Royal Family of the Spanish Guitar.) Drew this before going to sleep that night wrapped in their intertwining harmonies.

Friday, November 30, 2012

From "Wish Me Luck"


French cafe man, originally uploaded by askthemoon.

Draw-in-a-book again. The sketch is fromthe DVD "Wish Me Luck", of a French Resistance fighter in an outdoors café. He had just turned to watch someone leave when I paused it. Used my camera instead of the scanner to show the paper texture a bit more. You can’t do much erasing, though. Is anybody else drawing in books?

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Interrogation with Cigarette

Drawn while watching a Nazi spy story called "Wish Me Luck". I was particularly interested in the hand holding the cigarette. Figure superimposed over an old shopping bag sketch. I practiced the hand again, in case I need it later. (Askthemoon is the blog of Margaret Abbott)

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Thankful


Thankful, originally uploaded by askthemoon.

A warm cup and the privacy of a quiet sofa at day's end. Time to process the day's events. Watching the news reminded me how I take these comforts for granted.

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