August 27, 2017

Box Sales, Work in Progress



I've got as far as adding some watercolour to the ink. Might be cherry tomatoes. Another colour would yield another taste. Sadly, we only see in a small spectrum of light; ah for the sweet taste of ultraviolet, mellow gamma or peppery infrared! -- but this is what I use...


Carefully labelled and sorted, as you see. Still much to do. The original Ink:


Some greenery. The plant simply happened to be in the garden where I happened to be. And as for the meaning of it all...


...I won't refuse to tell you this week. I might refuse to tell you next week, when I hope to be finished. See you!



August 20, 2017

Worker Ant, a sad little Drawing

One should always evolve, or at least try out new things now and then. So this little thing is more naïvistic than some of my other output -- the thoughts behind it less so...


The ant happened to get dressed a little queer. Perhaps a progressive society of ants told it that one may become what one wants. But it is still an ant, and all the day long it does whatever ants are supposed to do.


Way down through both antennae there may be some queasy feeling that something is Dead Wrong, just wonder what it is. But ants don't get to think that much and are sadly inefficient whenever such questions arise, tired as one might be after yet another nine-to-five. And the rest of its society sees little need to evolve artistically or in any way, they're already ants and that's the finest thing there is:
"Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise".


The details are better in the final rendering than in the first -- made on an iPhone (with glass beginning to crack very much too!). But it wasn't possible to keep its freshness, its immediacy (it never is) in the last version. So it goes. And now my antennae are twitching.



August 13, 2017

Bottle-Cottage-Temple-Thingamajig

This is yet another Do-It-Yourself. The Meaning of this is no more settled than freshly delivered Ikea furniture, all odd bits and ends are probably included but it's anybody's guess What goes Where and Why. So, what do you think it is? I see...


...a bottle with angels swarming around it...
...turning into a dilapidated Swedish cottage, which turns into...
...a temple of sorts.
That is, if you read from left to right, which one doesn't do in all cultures or languages. In the other direction we have a temple turning into a cottage that longs to get bottled. During a sleepless night in the company of Wikipaedia, the source of all mostly-somewhat-right knowledge, I read a bit about Korean, which orders its clusters of letters both horizontally and vertically according to precise but intricate rules... Do read this sketch in just any direction that you fancy.


There's a curious little parade of the Woodheads marching from the buildingamajig too. The Woodheads have been in my paintings since 2010 or so. They seem to enjoy doing something that their woody minds find very important. I suppose that they always do.











August 06, 2017

Fantasy with Flowers and a Hut Pyramid

Very much what the title above says; a tired little sketch made between "drawing for the pot" i.e. artistic chores made for a living. Here goes:


There's a Someone happy flying/riding a Something too...


Last but not least, as for the "Hut Pyramide"... it's from a very old daydream of mine; small houses, or even huts, piled on each other to make something great and pyramidal. It probably means something. Some day I might get to know what ...Never disrupt a daydreamer.