Paintings and Couches

I’ve been rather sick, with an unpleasant chest cold, and unable to practice with any regularity for over a week.  I really notice how yoga regulates my moods when I am unable to practice.  But I have been able to draw, and some very generous and beautiful yoginis have been sending me photographs.  Here is Christine from Gainesville, Florida, above, and below is another of her in kapotasana.

I’m planning a series of 3 panels, one each of the 2nd series postures Ustrasana, Laguvajrasana, and Kapotasana.  They’re for my living room.  They will probably not match my couch, which is a rather nondescript beige, rather old, gifted from a dear family member, and pounced upon and determinedly stained as only 3 young children can manage with delight.  It’s cushions are endless sources of forts and pillow fights.

This is why we can’t have nice things.

Clicking either image will take you to my art blog.



Islamic Tile Patterns, revisited

Here’s a painting of mine from when my oldest was little and naptime was sacred art making time.  This lasted until my second child decided to never, ever nap at the same time as her sister.

Here’s a detail, in which you can see the handwritten text beneath the paint.  The real point, though, is the Islamic tile pattern in the background, from Granada I believe.  I found the pattern on the internet today here:

And finally, here is the bare bones beginning of a sketch:

I love this pattern but it needs some work.  The six pointed stars are tricky.  There must be a way to graph out the pattern and make the whole thing easier to render.  Of course there are other ways to transfer a pattern, but I wanted to get it into my fingers, if you know what I mean, so that I could duplicate at will.



Drawing in Church

What can I say?  I’m getting in the habit of taking pencil and sketchbook everywhere that I go.  There’s a Twyla Tharp quote about this that I don’t remember offhand, something about having your tools with you.

On Saturday my drawing time became about making a Valentine for my valentine, the love of my life.


Most of these papers were done with gelatin printing.  It’s a good idea to keep a wide variety of pre-printed papers available for collage work, and I’m beginning to develop a system of sorting them by color families.  Here is a new goal:  set one of the vacation days aside for making papers with the kids, gelatin printing and other techniques.

Need to play with patterns!


Christine in Kapotasana

I drew this one at the gymnsatics studio yesterday.  Developing a habit of daily drawing forces me to get creative about when and where I draw.  I’ll draw anywhere now and I’m no longer so shy of who sees me.  I love the fingers, not so enamored of the lower legs which look like I paid no attention to them, poor Christine.  Thinking about pattern and this was the simplest one I could think of.  I like how the pattern vibrates with energy.


bending backwards

Awkward and ill proportioned, to be sure, but it’s a start!

I priced out a set of 4 24 inch square deep cradled panels, which are a bit pricey but I don’t have to frame later.  Framing becomes optional, which is lovely.  I love the idea of making a very accurate pencil sketch of this photo of Ursula, but I don’t want the panels to ultimately be precise photo realistic drawings.  I’m still trying to figure out how to render the figure and yet make it modern.  Modern, but timeless.  Thinking about incorporating patterns.  Perhaps books on Indian Art would be a place to start?  I love Islamic tile patterns but they don’t fit the theme so well.  The other idea is to collage layers of meaning and visual interest.  To imply the depths of the yoga practice, what it reveals and how it transforms.  Perhaps this is better.  Easier to collage onto a panel than onto canvas, as well.


New Series

It feels like this terribly old fashioned thing to be an artist who loves to draw the figure.  The art world is all mad for the conceptual, which I also love, but sometimes I feel the balance is off.  There is still something of value in what happens between the hand, eye and paper.



Sycamore by the Donut Stand

Finished with this one and moving on to the next series of drawings this week.  Clicking on the picture will link to an essay titled “Symbiosis” on my yoga blog, but not until later on today.

Oh drat, if I look at it too much I’ll see how much more I could do with it.  There’s a brach on the left hand side that doesn’t look “finished.”