The Dance of Death unites us all. In the end, we are all bones. This scene takes place in a Trader Joes “Green Tea Mints” box. Paganini has made an appearance and is overseeing the festivities.
This is another exceedingly difficult scene to capture with a point-and-shoot camera.
Painting is the wilderness for me. It’s one of the things on this year’s TODO list. So far, I think I like acrylics more than watercolors. Here’s a gal out enjoying the wilderness (please scroll down to see the scale I’m working at):
Here she is with a dime, for scale:
And, in the spirit of “release, release, release,” here are some other things I worked on today.
Raise no more devils than you can lay down.
A room without a view:
Better The Devil You Know
I apologize for the low quality of my images. All of this stuff looks better in real life. I need to find a solution to my scanner, I think. Happy Illustration Friday.
I started this last winter, before my crazy class schedule began. This isn’t really finished yet. I had bigger plans (more dead guys, for one thing) but I want to start the next one, and I’ve decided to let this be an introduction to what I’m doing in my barn.
Below is a study I did last night, before I finished making the dead Daddy-O’s. I decided to make Frida be black and white like the citizens of her town. I like how this picture turned out.
I have always loved paper-mâché, and I rediscovered while helping my daughter with a school project. I got the idea for this from a drawing I did in someone’s sketchbook for the sketchbook swap:
I am interested in seeing what happens when I try and make real world models of my drawings. When I was a kid I mixed flour and water (and maybe glue). Now, I’m using glue and water and the Baltimore City Paper.
More to come – there’s a lot going on in the Land of the Dead.