Last Friday night, Mark exhibited his travel sketches at the Rumble House. I hope that my Calgary readers took the opportunity to enjoy this show and the narratives and the hospitality. It was a wonderful thing! While I won’t write a lot here, I will post my documentation of the exhibit.
The next three photographs are posted, with permission by the photographer, Rich Theroux, on the trade that I will show up for figure drawing on Thursday night. :0)
Perched on Katie’s kitchen counter…a simple black sketchbook…a place to capture her ideas while she is preparing food or perking coffee. Some of the collages feel so familiar to me. For one, I also enjoy using found objects such as onion/fruit sacks as underpinnings in my collage work. Katie lovingly leafed through pages…chatting with us along the exploration.
It was in the kitchen that I shared with Katie how commercial galleries had once owned my spirit…and how, belonging, caused me to freeze. She received that disclosure with so much warmth. I will carry the conversation that followed, forever…a very healing experience.
Years ago, while studying to become a Catholic, someone gave me the book, Psalms Now. It was a terrific prayer experience at the time and quite honestly, the Psalms have provided me with tremendous support during difficult times, over the years. The Psalms provide a story for us all, our story…one of jubilant celebration and one of struggle and pain. I experience empathy, the empathy of Jesus Christ when I connect with the Psalms and sometimes this isn’t typically available from the world. In this case, Psalm 139 causes me to reflect on myself as a vessel…a sacred vessel.
It has been a very restful Easter break and I’m grateful for the time I’ve had to enjoy the landscape…the water’s edge…the hills of Calgary…the vast endless Alberta skies. I’ve also been more in touch with the inner landscapes that are me…just as profound in a spiritual sense as the outer landscape is profound in the physical sense. It’s been a marvelous exploration of both landscapes.
Lectio Divina sketching/praying…sitting on the red couch…heaps of collage materials and pens, joyfully responding to biblical text. The first layer to the sketch is here.
John 17 Sketch
This is a detail of the script.
26 And I have made known thy name to them, and will make it known: that the love wherewith thou hast loved me, may be in them, and I in them.
I was marking sketchbook drawings today in my Grade Seven art class! Amazing! I suggest, “Use all of your space OR crop! Develop everything about it! Date your work! You are likely to be a famous person one day and they will auction your work, knowing that it was done soooo many years ago and so likely, it is really valuable! Use at least five values. I want to read black, white, dark grey, medium grey and light grey! I want to squint at each and every drawing and see these five values. And…I’m going to make you squint at your drawings too! Explore something different every time you draw! Do you scumble? smudge? hatch? cross hatch? stipple? Look at your marks! Wowsers! The content of your drawings? Does this have meaning? What do you love about this subject? What frustrates you about this subject? MAGIC! Every term….10 completed sketches…that means…by the end of Grade nine, you will have three sketchbooks and ninety drawings! This will make an archive and you will be on your way! Wait and see how much you have discovered about your visual world in just three years! Amazing!”
The drawings I saw today were amazing! I especially loved an elephant that a young lady drew and I suggested that its whimsical profile would pop forward more if she pushed what was behind it into a darker value! I had her step back as we explored that idea…and she squinted…and she nodded her head! (I will photograph her elephant tomorrow!) And…as I finished my personal conference with each and every artist, I recognized each by having the class salute their achievement with applause. It was a grand celebration!