Finally, Finally

This is a longish story about a drawing student/friend. Gina took drawing lessons from me in Exeter before I closed my studio there in December of 2001. She began a drawing, and then left lessons to return to school and become a nurse. In about 2016, we listed some old roofing on Craig’sList (actually Cowboy […]

Drawing Lessons Begin

Drawing lessons are suspended during the hot months of July and August, but they resume the day after Labor Day in the hot month of September. Therefore, today, let the lessons begin again! I’ve been helping people learn to draw since 1994, and in the process I’ve learned to draw better myself. Even more important, […]

Proud

When my students finish a drawing, I take it home to scan and convert into a file that can be used for printing as cards or prints to share or sell; sometimes it is just so they can have a clean record of work completed. Sometimes it takes a few hours of computer work, but […]

Lighthearted Lessons

ArtSpeak is what I call the pretentious vocabulary of artists. In my drawing lessons, and among my students, we have our own vocabulary. I’ve recently begun using the word “embiggen”, simply because it makes me smile. One of my students asked if she should “smallen” something recently, and then another one said she needed to […]

Lighthearted Lessons

Three things happened in drawing lessons last week that made me smile or laugh. Maybe they will also affect you thus. A drawing student finished this picture. 2. A drawing student said to me, “I can’t stand to draw”. I was horrified, until I realized that she meant she could no longer stand up while […]

Final Plein Air Painting Day in Georgia

So many things to choose from for my final plein air painting. And that’s all, folks. Suddenly, the carriage turned into a pumpkin. I told Laurel that the entire experience was so perfect that I’d think it was just a dream if I wasn’t sweating so much in the humidity. So, back to the host […]

Final Morning of Plein Air

On day three of the workshop, we met at a conference grounds, full of chapels, tabby cabins (converted slave quarters), views of the water and marshes, bells playing hymns every 1/2 hour, weddings, guests wandering the grounds. Then we had lunch, did a critique, and chose our afternoon subject. Not everyone wanted to do a […]