Thursday, January 19, 2017

The Virtual Paintout - Puerto Rico

First Pen & Ink Watercolor Study
This is my third attempt at playing with the Church Nuestra Señora de la Concepcion y San Fernando of Toa Alta  - a Catholic Church in the Archdiocese of San Juan, Puerto Rico.  I will try and loosen up the composition and do another one (and most likely final) study this weekend.

I am participating in "The Virtual Paintout" an artistic challenge using Google Street View as a resource for traveling the world to find interesting locations and subjects to paint.  Every month there is a new location.  Anyone can join in the fun.  I plan on sketching this a few more times and I will post those here and I believe I will use watercolor - maybe acrylic.

My location selection is at the bottom of the page and is an iPhone snap of the computer screen of the place I finally rested my "yellow man" as we traversed Google's street view of Puerto Rico.  

I haven't picked up my pencil and paintbrushes in a very long time... I segwayed into poetry for a few years... but have been feeling the itch to try my hand at drawing and painting again.

Pen & Ink Study
Second day - above is a pen & ink study - scale and angles are still off, but pen means no erasing... just getting a feel for it.   Will try another sketch tomorrow and play with watercolor perhaps.

The above is an initial quick sketch of Church Nuestra Señora de la Concepcion y San Fernando of Toa Alta  - a Catholic Church in the Archdiocese of San Juan, Puerto Rico.   I didn't continue with the shading and details as I made a major mistake on my perspective - the walkway angle is way off, and overall dimensions are incorrect - my artistic muscles need a bit of refreshing. ñora%20de%20la%20Concepción%20y%20San%20Fernando.pdf

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

"He's Got a Way" & a Judy Garland Sketch

He's Got a Way

How I long to be the girl
for a certain pair of eyes,
certain pari of hands.

Meet the beat of my heart
the reason I beam so.

He's got a way that makes
the angels heave a sigh.

Have you ever seen
such perfection?

From the moment I saw him
zing went my heartstrings.

by Margaret Bednar, originally written 9-22-2011

The above is written using lines from various songs Judy Garland sung over the years.  I am resurrecting an older post I did in 2011.  A video,  another poem, and a couple more drawings can be found HERE.

Below are some scenes from "The Pirate" and song "That Old Black Magic" which I have never seen
nor have I seen "Summer Stock".  I have some catching up to do!

Fast forward to 1:    This is truly a candid look at Judy.  He biggest flaw?  She didn't believe in herself, her beauty, her talent.   She bought into the Hollywood insanity, believed their image of what was ideal.   This did make me sad.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Virtual Paintout - Canary Islands

This is my drawing for the Virtual Paintout challenge. This is located in the Canary Islands and I did a quick pen and ink study with colored pencil.

Friday, February 26, 2010

Virtual Paintout - San Francisco House

Monterey Blvd, San Francisco, CA. A watercolor wash over my pen & ink drawing. I have a lot to learn about watercolor ( everything!) and was afraid to put my brush of paint to the paper! A friend of mine told me to think "Matisse, and this is the result :)

This was the preliminary sketch:

and the outline for the painting:

And here is a little story I wrote to a challenge and used the image above:

Razzle Dazzle

“The “Pink Flamingo” where you live, kid?” the bus driver asks me.  I nod my head and can’t help but blush a bit, thinking my cheeks match the color of my house.  I step down onto the sidewalk and ponder the sight before me. 

Sometimes the kids on the bus call my home “The Cotton Candy” or “The Bubble Gum”.  Grandfather laughs and says at least the little ones have imagination.  Grownups just call it the “Pink Eyesore”.  I’ve asked him numerous times if he minds what they say and he always smiles and replies “The adults lack of creativity does annoy”.  
I drop the subject as I wonder if what they say about the “Ninety year old man on the hill” is true.  I still remember the day I came home from school and the only bit of white remaining were the front gate posts.  As I stood on the driveway with mouth ajar, the posts were quickly brushed with carnation pink.  “Grandpa, why does our house look like pink sherbert?”  
“Not a bad name,” he had chuckled, “but I was thinking of something along the line of “Jazzberry Jam” or “Pink Pearl”.  I laughed as Grandfather’s eyes twinkled and challenged my cleverness.  
“Well Gamps, I think “Tickle Me Pink”, “Piggy Pink” and", I laughed as my mind raced to think of another "and “Shimmering Blush would be fun!" I blurted.
“Ah, that’s my girl, but I think I have another idea.  “Razzle Dazzle Rose” strikes my fancy.”  He fell silent as tears filled his eyes.  He ruffled my hair as I, too, swallowed back a lump in my throat.  
“I miss her too, Gamps, and I love the name", and I had taken his arm and we walked up the front steps.
That evening I heard music beneath my bedroom window.  Yawning, I got out of bed and drew back the curtain and through the dim light I spied him dancing around the courtyard where they had danced every Saturday evening for seventy years.  

And he keeps that date every week, smiling, laughing, and waltzing with his memory of Rose.  
Pink Flamingo, Cotton Candy or Eyesore. I don’t care what anyone else calls it.  Grandfather is wrapped in love, surrounded within by his beloved Rose.  Crazy or not, I can’t see anything wrong with that.

by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, September 26, 2011

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Art Happens. A Beginning

Children are perfect artists. They are HAPPY when they are drawing and are PROUD of their work. My 7 year old daughter drew this picture.

Art Happens all around us.

Every day I see amazing images I want to draw or paint. I take many photographs, trying to capture a mood, a uniqueness. This blog is an attempt to help me reach my goal of growing in my artistic ability so that someday I will be able to express the beauty I see around me.

I have a sketchbook which has slowly, very slowly, been added to over the years. Twenty three years, to be exact.

I keep saying SOME DAY I will pursue art. Today is the start - I hope this blog will be that extra "push" that will help me stay on track. I am a beginner and I am my worst critic.

But, here I go.