I seem to be getting the hang of two color blending and found my groove.
The orange rust color is probably one of my favorite colors.
Overheard @ Concert at the Park, Asheville, NC
"lily, drop the twig, we don't want you to lose an eye."
"lily, sit here." "lily, go there." "lily, stay here." "lily, ..." "lily, ..."
just finished drawing & folding this micropoem:
graphite on paper, 50" x 38", by K.I.A., 2009
Those where the years when I just wanted to leave. There was a world to see but I was still in school and I was sure that the rest of the world was spinning around while I rotted away in a little lower class suburb in West Michigan figuring out what everything was about and where I fit into it. It was around this time that I discovered painting, writing and Tropic of Cancer. There are moments in your life when the timing of discovery could not be more perfect. As if a meeting had been arranged by someone between time, an object, a moment and you and it comes together and moves you through your current place in life. I drank in Tropic of Cancer in a few days and then started it right over and read it again in a few days. I still have the original copy that I read way back then. Somehow, over the years, the first 10 pages have gone missing, the covers is ripped and thumbsucked and as I skimmed through the remaining pages and randomly sampled paragraphs and sentences, I decided that I am going to work on turning the rest of the pages of this same book into my own work of art as a tip of that hat to those days and these words and here it continues with page 49. So, with that here is #4 of the series and it will be complete when there are no more pages left...Enjoy!
well, it is a rendering of a lamp that I am thinking about buying...
an old doodle, to lift myself up with the affirming: duck duck duck duck duck duck