With artist’s pad in hand, she set up the mirror to frame her face... then took her charcoal and confidently, with deft strokes, she mapped out the shape of her face, positions of her eyes, nose mouth and ears and the shape of her hair... this aspect she would change daily to ring the changes. Overall, she’d made a pretty good job of this portrait blueprint.
Now came the more challenging part, breathing ‘life’ onto the page, using light and shade to bring herself to life. This part was her favourite... getting her fingers charcoaly as, with glee, she smudged.
Frenchie 3 months ago
It is a bit like writing. We need to breathe life into our words ...
Drew Martyn 3 months ago
There's something special about being creative about being creative - if you see what I mean.
shaun 3 months ago
I think there's an even greater enjoyment associated with the childlike inhibitions that one needs to employ when working with charcoal. Mess? This isn't mess. This is fun!
Neville Hunt 3 months ago
Absolutely Shaun.... it’s fun being in the dirty grey hand gang.