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I see the yellow spiral as an eye, the greens emphasise the shape. This could be a garden from above. A dragons head?
There is a ground sculpture called Northumberlandia in the Northeast of England in the county of Northumberland. It’s laid out as a figure of a woman in a celtic form and built up in hills which you could do with this image, the orange and yellows could be paths. This is an Artrage app sketch.
After drawing several studies of our model I decided to do a more abstract image. I split the paper into squares and tried to do different colours and felt pens and pencil crayons to make an interesting image. We were running out of time and I realise now I have left out the legs and chair legs of the artist in the background behind the model! I will have to add them!
Seated figure. Mark making sketch drawn in the middle of the night when I couldn’t sleep because of the pain in my leg. I tried to draw a chain like pattern and to see what arrived on the page. I do think it looks interesting and I might add some rusty colours to give it a metallic feel. I think I will do a few more drawings using patterns to make them.
He woke up and saw the figure of a blue woman hovering in the bedroom. She was standing, but as he looked down to the side of the bed her feet were a couple of inches above the floor.
She had no facial features, like a mannequins dummy, blank faced, not even eyes. No mouth, no sound. He felt, somehow though, that she was looking at him? The angle of her head, tipped down and intent on where he lay. He noticed motes of dust in the sunbeam shining through the window. He could see them floating beyond the figure. It was dissolving as he watched.
Finally it faded, gradually, slowly, melting into nothing. No explanation, no reason, gone. All he felt was a wash of calm, not fear, and relieved that she was gone.
I thought I saw him through the window. A man glowing all different colours, but I looked again and it was a pretty scarf hanging on my neighbours washing line.
Later, I went out to feed the stray cat, and saw something from the corner of my eye, but it was a reflection of the sky in the pond.
I went back inside wondering what was happening, was I hallucinating? The sun was setting and glimmers of light from the crystal in the window seemed to be coalescing… A figure shaped like a man, grew from the glimmers. He spoke no words but reached out towards me. I ran into the kitchen, slamming the door behind me, but soon his head and a hand protruded through the door.
I ran out into the garden. Dark was falling, the figure followed. Glowing brightly now, it quickly moved out across the ground. I felt dreadful fear. It reached out and touched my hand, and instantly I froze. Now it drifted around, and… into me! I felt its presence inside my mind. Then I knew it was too late… Tomorrow, I tell you, they are coming for you……
Mallaband-Brown