Good morning from a totally normal, low-stakes Election Day in America! HA! Hahahaha! If you have already voted, please join me in looking at these arts and pretending we are in them, instead of waiting for whatever fresh hell today will bring.
Wouldn’t we like to live in these vintage illustrations for Heidi?
Wouldn’t it be nice to just be sitting on a rock with your BFF?
Wouldn’t we all like to be lounging somewhat angrily in an apple orchard, maybe thinking up spells and definitely wearing velvet?
Wouldn’t it be great to be waiting for our magic boat to take us to our magic city?
Magic Boat Party 2024!
Thanks to Austin Kleon, I now know that Roger Ebert kept a sketchbook for years. There’s a post about it on Ebert’s old blog and it made me want to go buy a blank notebook (and also miss his writing style):
“…everyone can draw until we are told or convince ourselves that we cannot. We start out drawing everything we see until that day comes when it is pointed out that our drawing of a dog, for example, looks nothing like a dog. Then we begin to believe we cannot draw.
[…] Begin with a proper sketch book. Draw in ink. Finish each drawing you begin, and keep every drawing you finish. No erasing, no ripping out a page, no covering a page with angry scribbles. What you draw is an invaluable and unique representation of how you saw at that moment in that place according to your abilities. That’s all we want. We already know what a dog really looks like.”
(Image up top is one of Ebert’s, again via Austin, with more to look at here.)
When in Escalante at the arts festival and plein air painting contest, one might as well buy some art and an outdoor painting, right?
Now I just need to figure out where to hang them…
And my friend Kara pointed me to the work of Stasia Burrington, where I found this print called “Tangled.” I had to buy it–it has Japanese kites and the artist described it as “about relationships and sticking out your neck.”
So, despite thinking I needed to branch out, I have two more Asian-influenced things to frame now. I might as well embrace it and just call my decorating style “chinoiserie,” I guess.
I’m almost ready to hang art on the walls in the house, but I have one problem: Ninety-nine percent of my art is prints of Japanese woodblocks. I don’t want the place to start looking like the Asian Art Museum of San Fransicso, so I’m considering an abstract painting for above the fireplace. Or more accurately, I’m considering plagiarizing someone else’s art and making my own abstract painting for above the fireplace.
I am in love with a couple of sold paintings from Michelle Armas–I think her use of color is right up my alley and if I had a couple of thousand dollars to spend on art, I totally would spend it on her art. But I could also buy a canvas and some acrylics and not exactly COPY her, but maybe make my own abstract painting in the style of Michelle Armas.
The sold one that I love, “Rosalia.”
Another sold one, “Wise Math.”
What do you think? Do I enter a gray area of taking someone’s intellectual property? Would mine just look amateurish, because there’s a reason hers cost so much? I have her 2011 calendar, so I could always just wait for the year to be over and frame that. But prints of paintings just aren’t as shiny as real paintings, with their real brushstrokes and gobs of paint.
(It’s a first-world dilemma, that’s for sure.)