CATching up with Bob. New Kuretake pens I recently got online. Very happy to highlight my palette with this wonderful Kuretake Twins.
I used my Sepia again, warm puddles with orange rims, medicine for my wounded soul. I would add a bit of cold grey Lexington ink, but it makes it stringy, some sort of chemical reaction. Bits of color with Kuretake, to appreciate pure green of apple, flowers on Albert’s Royal, red on tomato and warm strokes on sardines. Main attention on negative panting of bouquet. I painted background cutting into brunches, what a twisted game.
Here what is preventing me from drawing all the time, walls. Wall in the dining room with tree and birds. (The rest of the room contains more plants and stuff). I did monochromatic drawing with some dirty paint, then rubbed some color and glazed on the top with interference (soft gold) glaze.
I made this Federico Aubele’s song my ringtone,”Despertar”, for my ear it sounds “Desperate”, but in Spanish it means “Awakening”. So even when I get calls from unpleasant recipients, like mortage companies, it still gives me warm vibe. Here used ink and Palomino Blackwing 602 pencil. Drew my lovable Fellini cat and used 3 languages.
From Blackwing to Kuretake pens. This wine was really delicious, especially because was shared with a good friend. Also my reading (online) and memo list.
I feel bad wasting my Moleskine pages on such casual sketches, collecting peoples faces and gestures, people, who I may never see again in my life, for a few minutes appreciating their inner beauty, admire their movements, shapes of their nostrils, respecting their moods, getting richer in feelings and forgetting it all when my Subway stop comes or my name called to go to the doctor. But what is better than pull out Moleskine and Palomino Blackwing 602?
Morning melancholy. Little table scene. Took me forever to bring to completion. I kept adding a stroke here, there. Find time and unwind. Was not happy with ink colors, greys and brownish. Should leave it for quick sketches on a train, I think. I used my new Kuretake pens I got online.
Spread in moleskine. Mackenzie-Childs tea kettle for fighting December melancholy. Ink, Kuretake pens, lists.
“Memories of summer” it says in Japanese. It is reality, but it is how I remember it. All our morning breakfasts and conversations, our silence and laughs over coffee, playing with dogs and feeding birds blends into one material for my drawing. I used ink and few Kuretake pens.
Shadow Mountain Road. This adorable little bridge we passed probably thousand times, it makes me smile, how cozy and intimate it looks. Somewhere here years ago we bought delicious Maple syrup. It was so good with Maggie’s french pancakes.
I used ink and 2 Kuretake pens. I am falling in love with this Kuretake pens deeper and further.