Kismet Arts Tangent
Art Collective
Category: Painting
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When thinking about inspiration for this afternoon’s painting session with Mike O., I was leafing through a recently acquired Japanese Woodcut calendar and thought this waterfall was particularly lovely. I added a peony from May’s picture.
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Happy New Year. I made this painting this morning after having some breakfast and taking a walk. These are flowers sitting on my dining room table.
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Today, color was involved. Pete and I went at some paper with watercolor crayons and woodless color pencils and ink. We played the game where each of us took turns drawing lines and coloring in shapes until we had something. Watching the pigment from the crayons melt with water was fascinating, that same enchantment when…
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I had a hollow feeling today. The urge to create now that I have time freed up after school projects commencing and time beginning to stretch out into the blur of the next two weeks. I don’t want to let myself become passive and sleepy while I wait for the next quarter’s assignments to motivate…
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I started working on the final for this class. I chose the Chicago Blues Festival option. I originally was intrigued by the Rodeo event and thought about how I could make that fun for me, and I realized that the audience and I have nothing in common. I am not sure about these assignments where…
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How to make Artistic Poop: Lessons from Failure. (1) buy the cheapest –and yet, due to their cute name (black cat), they make it into the shopping cart– ink. (2) Use the clumsiest crayola brush (3) Enjoy a tiny view finder which frames your picture-in-the-making so delicately, that the tiniest of sways from your non-drawing hand makes…
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Right before making these paintings, I was shocked and a little dejected at the Amtrak station in Portland. I had planned on leaving that evening, but timing would have another plan for me: painting in the park. I am really glad it worked out this way. It was first thursday in Portland and the Pearl district…
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Painting in Ed Benidict Memorial Park in Portland. I found this cool tree. Yeah… It feels weird painting in such suburbanity. It’s a really uncaptured, yet perfectly pleasant ordinariness that us city folk forget.
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