New paintings and regular art updates.
Used sketcher free to draw a flower, it’s a very flat technique, the brushes are quite interesting including ribbons, pixels, a chrome pen and an eraser. Because I’m still shaking (problem with my arm) I’m using it to experiment with wavy lines. I just used a simple pallette, green, dark grey, pink, yellow and chrome.
The idea started as some leaves but then I decided to add a single flower. The plants leaves are drawn to look wrinkly and interesting.
Memory of the 1970’s and 80’s. The punk era. Digital drawing done on the sketcher free app. I drew this three years ago so I don’t remember it much. Found on my Facebook memories….
I uused an app called photoeditor to change the character of this digital drawing. The style option changes the line work and makes it look more standardised if that makes sense? It seems to smooth things out and tidy them up although it adds extra lines into the drawing.
I used sketcher free app to do the initial drawing. It’s relatively like using pencil and crayons, you get different options of drawing tools.
I admired Stephen Hawking, he was a brilliant physicist and had amazing knowledge. I wish more people appreciated scientists.
I love doodling and experimenting so the dragon has been morphed a few times in my picsart app. Its still not quite what I was trying to do, but I’ve called this piece “dragon dance”. They seem to be having fun!
I could imagine something like this in a children’s book…crazy little characters all with their own backstories… born from the same clutch. Golden and silver, neon and harlequin…, some bigger than others, I don’t know…I will have to think of a story to go with them.
Something has happened to my word press. I want the old version back please?
The woman with green eyes stared at her, there was something intense about the gaze. Powerful, insightful. She seemed to look right through the young girl.
Come here, it was an order not a request.
Timidly she stepped across the carpet. The sides of the big tent bellowed in the breeze. Your hand! The girl placed her hand, palm up in the womans larger one.
I see your future, you will marry, you will be happy. But first, you will have pain and worry.
The girl shrank back. Her eyes averted. The woman cupped the girls chin in her free hand and pulled her face gently upwards. The light caught the girls deep brown eyes.
Your sisters are jealous, they will not let you rest. But one night on the strike of midnight your fate will be sealed, and healed!
The girl shook her hand free, it was too much to think about, too much to dream about. Thank you, she had to say it.
The woman smiled, goodbye Cinderella, she said.
How did she know my name?thought the girl.
You sparkled as you flew
high above me
a tail of fire,
comet like,
Greens and Golds.
Cold fire flew from you wings,
Hot fire your breath.
Feathers of glass or crystal
tied with silver wire
Shreak of sound
high register like a whistle…
Then a shrinking bloom of fire
like time-lapse in reverse
your feathers folding in
wormhole like
creating a single golden glowing egg
Once created, to hatch and grow again.
Mallaband-Brown