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You have my full sympathy over the quality of your teachers and other critics when you were young. Perhaps their criticism is coming from envy at your abilities.
Me, me’s, myself and Mrs J derive pleasure from your art.
Winner for your attitude, Gennepher. Winner too for the one-line sketches. They really are brilliant and certainly capture the character of your subject. Wish I could do so well.I fell asleep again! For another hour!!!
I nearly didn't post these sketches initially because I felt they were so rough @ianpspurs and I felt a fraud because it had only taken me 10 to 12 seconds for each sketch. And thus I couldn't possibly post these as art work. I still have those same emotional feelings about this series of sketches.
And each one I do, I nearly press the delete button. It is so hard not to press that delete button, and go on to post them publicly.
Is this a common artist's feeling? Or is this just me? It was ingrained in me as a child constantly, by parents and teachers, that I would never amount to anything because I was a girl, and because I was deaf, and that my paintings and drawings were rubbish and they would be ripped up telling me I should try harder. A teacher once ripped up my entire term's drawings and paintings in front of the whole shocked class, who could not understand why this was happening to me. Even now at the age of 75 I can remember the details of every picture that was harshly criticised or ripped up in my childhood, and there was a lot of them. I used to adore drawing horses as a child, but my father ripped them all up saying they were rubbish. They were not rubbish, I knew that even then. But I find it very difficult to draw horses now.
I had this technique of stepping out of my body when this was happening, and watching the scene as if I were a detached observer, and I watched and studied the face of the person criticising or ripping up my work. I never cried or got upset even as a small child. I am guessing now, it was probably looked on as insolence, but it wasn't.
I can still do that technique in a difficult situation.
I am grateful for your lovely praise of these sketches.
I keep them in a folder on my iPad, and I have just been looking at the last month's worth of sketches, and I am realising each one has picked up at least one distinct characteristic of that person, the way they hold their body etc. I did not see that characteristic before I started the squiggle. My first thought is HELP, where am I going to start with this person. I usually start with the head/hair/face, but if panic has set in, and the person will have walked off before I have started, then I start with the shoulders and then do the head. There are at least another 2 or 3 points in the one line squiggle of that person when I panic and you might see a line going up and down a few times because I realise I have missed the arm or the leg etc...there are many different emotions in me as I do each person in that 10-12 second sketch.
Thanks very much @alf_Josiah and the rest of you for your lovely words. I greatly appreciate them.@gennepher.
You have my full sympathy over the quality of your teachers and other critics when you were young. Perhaps their criticism is coming from envy at your abilities.
Me, me’s, myself and Mrs J derive pleasure from your art.
Me too.
Thanks very much @AnnbWinner for your attitude, Gennepher. Winner too for the one-line sketches. They really are brilliant and certainly capture the character of your subject. Wish I could do so well.
What a pity that your early artistic efforts were trashed by people who clearly didn't know talent when they saw it. Unforgiveable to do that to a child anyway but particularly to one so gifted.
My art teacher was not quite that critical, but certainly knocked my confidence. Despite her I did carry on to sell pen and ink drawings but never attempted painting again. Inspired by both yourself and @dunelm (and to a degree by Em) I have bought myself a few items of gear to take up painting again. Might not be much good at it, but I will probably have some fun and if I feel it's a waste of time, I can always pass the things on to Em.
I don't expect any work of mine to be fit for public (or even forum) view, so don't hold your breath. I can't make a start anyway until I can get some space cleared to paint in. I told Alistair today that I was going to start painting once everything was back in some kind of order. He looked around and said: "You don't need to rush to do that, it doesn't look too bad." However, I'm afraid I will never be a house painter again - too much reaching and stretching up and down. That will have to wait until Neil feels up to it. He did start to repaint the kitchen a long time ago, but never finished it which is why it really does need to be finished off. I don't suppose it will be though.Thanks very much @Annb
I very much appreciate your lovely words.
I would really love to see another artist on this thread.
Thank you @ianpspurs and hope you can find some new laid eggs for that asparagus, one of the great food pairings, enhanced only buy a slice or two of crispy streaky bacon. We get our eggs from our butcher - they come from a local free range egg producer.Morning all on Ascension day 2024 from what could (eventually) be a sunny 23°C drip trip day. Bin day eve here due to the Public holiday so the pavements are and will remain littered with blue and brown bins - very inconvenient for prams/pushchairs and people with impaired mobility. @JohnEGreen hearty congratulations to yourself and Judith. Enjoy today with Adrian and Saturday plus any other celebrations. @dunelm thank you for sharing your wonderful art. Yesterday sounds like a good day way up there. The weather was ok here but not shorts and no socks good. We ventured into Cambs yesterday to visit the grave and stopped to buy strawberries and asparagus on the way. Both amazing and, depending on which part of the field they grew in, Cambs or Suffick grown but all within 5 miles. I may return for produce today or Saturday. Ideally need to source some new laid eggs to go with the asparagus - miss our hens and asparagus bed this time of year but blessed to have found this local grower - thanks be to God. Enjoy your Thursday.
Pleased for you that the pain is not too severe and hope that the GP practice can provide good diabetic care for you. I do get the feeling that some so called ‘diabetic nurses’ are just thrown into to job without any specialised training.BG was around the 8's and 9's all day yesterday despite taking my basal insulin and no food. At 03.30 today it was 5.1 - only one cup of tea since then but haven't checked again (Libre needs recharging and I can't stir myself to get the fingerprick kit out). I've just phoned and cancelled my leg bandaging appointment for this afternoon. No way will I be able to go and, in any case, Neil is none too bright today. Legs will have to do for another week now. The pain is nowhere near as bad today as it was but still there.
Had a phone call yesterday to let me know that I've been transferred back to the GP practice for my diabetic care and have been given an appointment for 30th May. Might, at least, get a bit more out of them than from the, now, almost non-existant hospital service.
Thank you @gennepherBrilliant trees @dunelm
Very hot today - I personally prefer the cold - I can layer up or layer down but in the heat - no thanks. Another wonderful one line squiggle. They need publishing, each with a small explanation, poem, haiku. Pretty sure that you can self publish. They are the essence of Zen practice and No Mind.Fbg 6.8
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Creative...one line squiggle of a man walking past the shops...holding a very large paper carrier bag...
Fell asleep, in a deep sleep, hot day today...it is now 3 pm...my 3 (!) bottles of water are empty...I need to refill them...too hot for tea...although I made a flask of tea a couple of hours ago, and it is right besides me...might as well have a cuppa before I move...I am still half asleep...
The cats have all disappeared, as they always do in hot weather. No idea where Midnight is. He usually pops his little head out from nowhere, around 5 pm on a hot day.
Have your best day.
I think a half hour meditation for me with a hot cuppa in my hands...
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I also sometimes get the urge to hit the delete button but then my art is for me, for my own sanity. I don’t mind sharing but I do it for myself. How dreadful some people can be. Your art, and every piece that you have ever done is unique - sometimes it’s meh! Sometimes it’s OK, great! But it’s yours and should be cherished, like that very strange thumb pot that children make at school and enthuse about when presenting it to a parent or carer.I fell asleep again! For another hour!!!
I nearly didn't post these sketches initially because I felt they were so rough @ianpspurs and I felt a fraud because it had only taken me 10 to 12 seconds for each sketch. And thus I couldn't possibly post these as art work. I still have those same emotional feelings about this series of sketches.
And each one I do, I nearly press the delete button. It is so hard not to press that delete button, and go on to post them publicly.
Is this a common artist's feeling? Or is this just me? It was ingrained in me as a child constantly, by parents and teachers, that I would never amount to anything because I was a girl, and because I was deaf, and that my paintings and drawings were rubbish and they would be ripped up telling me I should try harder. A teacher once ripped up my entire term's drawings and paintings in front of the whole shocked class, who could not understand why this was happening to me. Even now at the age of 75 I can remember the details of every picture that was harshly criticised or ripped up in my childhood, and there was a lot of them. I used to adore drawing horses as a child, but my father ripped them all up saying they were rubbish. They were not rubbish, I knew that even then. But I find it very difficult to draw horses now.
I had this technique of stepping out of my body when this was happening, and watching the scene as if I were a detached observer, and I watched and studied the face of the person criticising or ripping up my work. I never cried or got upset even as a small child. I am guessing now, it was probably looked on as insolence, but it wasn't.
I can still do that technique in a difficult situation.
I am grateful for your lovely praise of these sketches.
I keep them in a folder on my iPad, and I have just been looking at the last month's worth of sketches, and I am realising each one has picked up at least one distinct characteristic of that person, the way they hold their body etc. I did not see that characteristic before I started the squiggle. My first thought is HELP, where am I going to start with this person. I usually start with the head/hair/face, but if panic has set in, and the person will have walked off before I have started, then I start with the shoulders and then do the head. There are at least another 2 or 3 points in the one line squiggle of that person when I panic and you might see a line going up and down a few times because I realise I have missed the arm or the leg etc...there are many different emotions in me as I do each person in that 10-12 second sketch.
I was in Denmark in the 1970’s and saw people bringing items for recycling to supermarkets and getting a few coins for things like jars, bottles, aluminium things etc., loaded onto a conveyor belt by the supermarket entrance - we are rubbish at recycling rubbish in the UK.Speaking of National bin day. Fishi rishi has pledged to reduce your bins and make it easier to recycle.l
OMG, it is sooooooooo important.!!!!
If he could reduce the number of food banks or those that in poverty, it might be a vote winner.
But who would believe him?
Oh, let it be just fun.Winner for your attitude, Gennepher. Winner too for the one-line sketches. They really are brilliant and certainly capture the character of your subject. Wish I could do so well.
What a pity that your early artistic efforts were trashed by people who clearly didn't know talent when they saw it. Unforgiveable to do that to a child anyway but particularly to one so gifted.
My art teacher was not quite that critical, but certainly knocked my confidence. Despite her I did carry on to sell pen and ink drawings but never attempted painting again. Inspired by both yourself and @dunelm (and to a degree by Em) I have bought myself a few items of gear to take up painting again. Might not be much good at it, but I will probably have some fun and if I feel it's a waste of time, I can always pass the things on to Em.
Thanks @gennepher I am please that they give you some pleasure
I prefer the cold as well @dunelm ...that would be an idea, with a small explanation and haiku...then that becomes a haiga..Very hot today - I personally prefer the cold - I can layer up or layer down but in the heat - no thanks. Another wonderful one line squiggle. They need publishing, each with a small explanation, poem, haiku. Pretty sure that you can self publish. They are the essence of Zen practice and No Mind.
I agree @dunelm my art is for me...and my sanity as well.I also sometimes get the urge to hit the delete button but then my art is for me, for my own sanity. I don’t mind sharing but I do it for myself. How dreadful some people can be. Your art, and every piece that you have ever done is unique - sometimes it’s meh! Sometimes it’s OK, great! But it’s yours and should be cherished, like that very strange thumb pot that children make at school and enthuse about when presenting it to a parent or carer.
Thanks for the amazing walk @dunelmWell we didn’t get out in the little car - just wonder what the point of washing it was. Anyhow, here are a few photos - or a lot - depending on your point of view, of our favourite walk into town - hopefully in order. The final one shows Mrs Miggins climbing up the steps from the bottom prom to the top prom and the wash into town. We like stopping at the tea rooms in the woods for refreshments. Lots of garlic in bloom.
All your artwork is so brilliant @gennepher.I fell asleep again! For another hour!!!
I nearly didn't post these sketches initially because I felt they were so rough @ianpspurs and I felt a fraud because it had only taken me 10 to 12 seconds for each sketch. And thus I couldn't possibly post these as art work. I still have those same emotional feelings about this series of sketches.
And each one I do, I nearly press the delete button. It is so hard not to press that delete button, and go on to post them publicly.
Is this a common artist's feeling? Or is this just me? It was ingrained in me as a child constantly, by parents and teachers, that I would never amount to anything because I was a girl, and because I was deaf, and that my paintings and drawings were rubbish and they would be ripped up telling me I should try harder. A teacher once ripped up my entire term's drawings and paintings in front of the whole shocked class, who could not understand why this was happening to me. Even now at the age of 75 I can remember the details of every picture that was harshly criticised or ripped up in my childhood, and there was a lot of them. I used to adore drawing horses as a child, but my father ripped them all up saying they were rubbish. They were not rubbish, I knew that even then. But I find it very difficult to draw horses now.
I had this technique of stepping out of my body when this was happening, and watching the scene as if I were a detached observer, and I watched and studied the face of the person criticising or ripping up my work. I never cried or got upset even as a small child. I am guessing now, it was probably looked on as insolence, but it wasn't.
I can still do that technique in a difficult situation.
I am grateful for your lovely praise of these sketches.
I keep them in a folder on my iPad, and I have just been looking at the last month's worth of sketches, and I am realising each one has picked up at least one distinct characteristic of that person, the way they hold their body etc. I did not see that characteristic before I started the squiggle. My first thought is HELP, where am I going to start with this person. I usually start with the head/hair/face, but if panic has set in, and the person will have walked off before I have started, then I start with the shoulders and then do the head. There are at least another 2 or 3 points in the one line squiggle of that person when I panic and you might see a line going up and down a few times because I realise I have missed the arm or the leg etc...there are many different emotions in me as I do each person in that 10-12 second sketch.
So much so! I have been around as you have, different places, different counties.I was in Denmark in the 1970’s and saw people bringing items for recycling to supermarkets and getting a few coins for things like jars, bottles, aluminium things etc., loaded onto a conveyor belt by the supermarket entrance - we are rubbish at recycling rubbish in the UK.
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