A landscape painting is painted with oil colors and the owner of the picture is: Tran Anh Tu said that he took advantage of the remaining oil colors to make a majestic and beautiful picture, poetic like this. The painting was uploaded on December 19, 2017. The images here are copyright of the artist who created them. These landscape paintings are completely owned by photographer Tran Anh Tu. Contact Email: sprottbqamelljra@outlook.in Link url to my personal Facebook post: https://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=118048953913487&id=100071251492403
A landscape painting is painted with oil colors and the owner of the picture is: Tran Anh Tu said that he took advantage of the remaining oil colors to make a majestic and beautiful picture, poetic like this. The painting was uploaded on December 19, 2017. The images here are copyright of the artist who created them. These landscape paintings are completely owned by photographer Tran Anh Tu. Contact Email: anhtu.vpbq@hotmail.com Link url to my personal Facebook post: https://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=118048953913487&id=100071251492403
Abandoned drawing of Ellie wearing a black turtleneck. The lighting in the room was terrible and the black fabric hid a lot of the shadow detail of the folds and it frustrated me. That’s my excuse anyway… Model: Ellie.
Single continuous line using shadow for depth/layers
A figure laying on their side with arm raised over eyes blocking the sun rays while soaking it all in.
The last few days, I've been going through my drawing journals dating back to 1977, mainly to purge them, but also to reminiscence. I laughed at this comic- one of many that I had forgotten about- of a conversation with an artist friend I've known since 1984, when I went to visit in her pottery shop.
Being a retired nurse, I often frequent , among others, an old folks forum and nurses website. One ongoing thread I have is called Davey Do's Art News, and I mentioned this website and a couple of artists who I've had the pleasure of communicating.
This is an exterior white paint on an old tarp with a treated lumber frame painting using a photograph taken of my Dad in the Summer of 1979. Dad and I were on the porch playing our guitars while a girl I was dating snapped some photos. I get a sense of Dad's calmness whenever I look at the photo, and now, this painting.
A strange beast . It sits by the lakes and plays tunes. Luring all who hear into its maw. It has four arms, And, typically, six fingers on each hand. Its mouth is located at its lower abdomen . I really like top imagine that it plays old 30's and 40's jazz and such ... "you keep a Nokken but you can't come in... I know you been drinkin' gin ... You been cheatin' round with other men, I'm busy and you can't come in... "
Casey the Puppet. This painting captures the essence of a puppet lots of older Canadians will remember. A strange genderless creature with a dog puppet companion. A puppet with an outspoken personality that I remember as a kid wondering how it got away with saying what it did. The painting has a Canadian stamp to commemorate the puppet's roots.
I chose to build on the liminality of the door and its status in the imagination as a link between two worlds or identities. In this section I am using the fibres of gloves to create different forms of hands and transparent boxes to represent the idea of space.
Through my art I try to express the limited space in which I live, thus focusing on the sense of self that is to be achieved by isolating one's cognitive processes through dialogue with space. The relationship between solitude and space is a subjective process of self-consciousness that involves the absence of social attributes and interaction with others. In other words, it is a non-objective state of space in which the self can find expression. Loneliness therefore manifests itself in a reluctance to approach groups.
Mantid on a rose bud was done on Strathmore Bristol with Derwent Graphitint (tinted graphite) pencils. I love these insects and they are all over the rose bushes this time of year. I tried to capture her natural grace and beauty as she stepped down from her rose bud perch while eyeing her prey.
