One night after class last week, I went for a leisurely stroll along the Presumpscot River in Gorham. My drawing professor, Michael Shaughnessy, had told us to be prepared to spend our next class making as many marks as possible using graphite on a large piece of paper. At the beginning of my walk, I […]
New classroom, pencils, notebook, lunch box, outfit, shoes, things to learn. How I always loved the first day of school and here it is again, only I’m not a kid anymore. At least, not according to my chronological age, which is 67. I usually hesitate when it comes to putting that figure out there, but […]
Whenever I paint, I often get mired in the details. After reading a book called Daily Painting by Carole Marine (love her work), I decided to try some daily paintings.
I’m excited to share that the story of how I ended up being a college art student in my 60s is a featured post on BoomerCafé, a digital magazine for baby boomers.
Several months ago, two friends challenged me to post three pieces of my art work every day for five days on Facebook. When the first friend (fellow student Richard Hudon) made the challenge I panicked. I didn’t think I had 15 pieces I’d be willing to share so publically.
I am such a slacker! At least when it comes to writing new posts for this blog! Thankfully, I’m still fully engaged in the rest of my life.
My mother, who is 88, has Alzheimer’s disease. What does that have to do with getting an art degree, you might ask. Well … in my Drawing 2 class at USM this spring, we had an assignment that had my mother’s lost memories written all over it.
I have never enjoyed working with charcoal — until now. We had a model in class last week and our assignment was to sketch her using a big stick of charcoal. I thought, “No way am I going to be able to manage this chunk of charcoal. No way!”
We’ve been playing quite a bit in drawing class this past month. At least, it feels like playing to me. Playing to learn, as my friend Lucy would say.
I said I was going to write some posts over winter break, but I didn’t. I had good intentions. You know where that often leads!