A few months ago I was contacted by a wonderful customer of mine whom asked if I would create a custom mat for her sisters wedding invitation. She gave me full creative liberties which is what I look for in a client these days.
I asked her for a few colours and a few images of what the wedding theme was and then went to town so to speak. The creative process follows with the final illustration above. You can click it to see more detail. Below is the beginning ink drawing rendered using Faber Castell Pitt Artist Pens. I rarely if ever use pencil first and drawing directly with ink on paper.
Starting colour detail…
Adding in more colour detail using Prismacolor Verithin coloured pencils and placed a deep cream sheet of paper behind mat to represent invitation colour. I purchased the pre-cut archival while mat from Michaels Crafts.
The final size of the mat will fit a 5×7 inch invitation and fit into an 8×10 inch picture frame. I first met Elizabeth here in Saint John, NB last Summer while she was on a cruise vacation with her husband from Massachusetts, USA.
When you have felt bad for so long you don’t realize how bad you actually were feeling until you feel a bit better. And when you really begin to believe that when you let go of all that bad, your heart will automatically open and be receptive to all the good.
I drew this mystical marine anemone with ink and coloured pencil inside a 9×9 inch Fabriano Quadrato Artist Journal.
A mandala of hands experiencing tremors… withdrawal on Day 2. The shading is rather atrocious.
Mediums – Faber Castell Pitt Artist pens and Prismaclor Verithin Coloured Pencils inside a Fabriano Quadrato Artist Journal
Why is it that when you really like someone you get all crazy and can’t contain yourself and blurt out the wrong things and repeat yourself, asking the same questions over and over from sheer excitement because you do indeed like the man. These last few months have been nothing but extraordinary for me and I’m desperately trying to plant my feet on the ground again which over the last week has happened in a most intense and disastrous way.
I need downtime and traditionally January through to April have been the months when I steel the time to be alone or in one on one calm atmospheres to create, paint, write and choose to be home more often than not.
I’ve lost the ability to write openly and freely here on my blog because everyone knows about it now, especially here in my hometown, and I’m doing my best to come to terms with this and kicking myself for allowing said outside sources to dictate what I could and could not legitimately write about last year.
Have you ever found the honesty, respect, integrity and intimacy you’ve been searching for in a man only to have it hit you in the soul so blatantly hard that it makes you step back and go is this f#$%ing real? Then your wall falls down and you are so vulnerable and cold and shaking and needing warmth yet terrified to let someone else take control. And then they take control and you hurt and shake like nothing you have ever felt before because they choose to leave and do the opposite of what you hoped for?
I’m just over seven weeks smoke free #Quitsmoking um… yeah and ohhhhhhhhh so grateful that I stopped smoking for myself and for no one else or I’d likely be smoking again given the life circumstances that have arisen and that I seem to have found myself in and facing over the last seven weeks.
I haven’t been a man’s girlfriend in a very long time and I’d like to know what that feels like again for real. This isn’t really a finished blog post or even one that makes complete sense… but…
You should never trust so blindly or simply give up. Plain and simple… really?
I give up. And yes, giving up is a choice and this doesn’t mean that it’s a negative choice. It’s just a choice to change direction and reevaluate why doing the same things over and over again and expecting different results is an exercise in futility.
It began a few weeks ago as simply a feeling of being tired and overwhelmed. Then it progressed into exhaustion and not being able to keep up with myself or rather do all the things I wanted no needed to do. After a week or so a slight sore throat developed and that too went away but the tiredness remained.
Usually a day or two before a sickness takes a real hold of me I tend to get this adrenaline rush and feel so physically awesome running around and do so much in such a short period of time like today is the last day that I’ll ever be alive and everything I ever wanted to do must be done now! Sadly, deep down inside on that day I know that I’m going to crash pretty hard and boy the crash has been long winded this time around.
About two weeks ago I got two brand spanking new journals to draw in! Happy!
The Fabriano Quadrato Artists Journals are 9×9 inchs in size and are no where to be found in North America. I scoured the internet until I located some in the United Kingdom but sadly the company did not ship outside of Europe. I contacted artist Lorrie Whittington who resides in the UK and together we began a Facebook assault to see if other’s were interested in going in with us to buy them. A big thank you to Lorrie with whom I coordinated the ordering and buying of these skecthbooks with! Continue reading