This pyrography painting was started several months ago, and it's been sitting on my desk patiently awaiting the remaining painting. I finished it up yesterday and today and I love the wood grain peeking through the paint. It'll be varnished and then listed in my shop, as a print for now. I need to hoard all originals now in hopes of participating in upcoming Jewish art festivals this year. Definitely wanting to do more pyrography! It brings me back to working with wood in a two-dimensional design class I had during the spring semester of my freshman year at Colorado State. Pyrography requires much smaller tools than the band saws and scrolls saws I used back then.
The latest lesson was to make art with words. All of the Torah study from the Melton class brought this quote to mind. Next time I hope I'll have more time for a more detailed illustration.
This morning I got pooped on. Really. Pearl got all nervous on the way to the groomer and it was flying poop in the car. So I set her down on the grass (freshly MOWED grass) next to the groomer's to see if she was done, and she started to run away! I ran after her, picked her up and my favorite light tan shorts got smeared in grass clippings and stains. I had other plans but had to come home to get cleaned up. Forget the other plans. I thought about going back to bed. But, I pushed past the humiliation and despair and sat down at my computer. That's a good thing. It would've been real easy to forget it all after what happened. So, instead I cranked out a few more of the bulletin board pieces.
Ok, so they weren't ALL done today. But these are the ones I've finished up since the last post. Seeing them all together like this, I'm realizing I need to do some tweaking on the color for balance. Another good thing.
Then I played around with some gouache while listening to some good music—a little Death Cab and some Iron and Wine—some of Rachel's favorites I think.
Gouache and Micron pens on watercolor paper
I've recently seen quite a bit of this kind of pattern used a lot, especially in gouache. Thought I'd try it myself. It was fun and mindless. Not a bad thing.
Then I painted some lettering—a very favorite Torah quote—from the Torah portion that both girls chanted at their bat mitzvahs.
Gouache on watercolor paper
I did it freehand—no sketching before—just me and a paint brush, some nice chalky, matte gouache on a blank white sheet of paper. Fun. And nice to get past the fear of making mistakes without lots of planning ahead, even for something that doesn't really matter. Do you understand what I mean?
Now I'm going to check the laundry and see if the poop and grass stains came out of my shorts.