tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168595292024-03-07T08:26:36.286+01:00Exploring ArtA place to record all my creative efforts - painting, sketching, photography, collage (digital & paper), mixed media, book binding and textiles.artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.comBlogger199125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-73712077145421432042012-12-10T10:51:00.002+01:002012-12-10T10:51:19.927+01:00Use your fingers to create artAll you need is some watercolour or ink and some markers to make your own animals! Take a look here:<br />
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/49681168">Let's Make some Great Fingerprint Art</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/mariondeuchars">Marion Deuchars</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br /><br />
Anything is possible with just these few tools. :)artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-56342716506039609652012-11-15T13:06:00.001+01:002012-11-15T13:17:29.052+01:00Against all oddsThis video gives me shivers down my spine every time I watch it. There is such a great lesson to be learned here: When everyone judges you by just their first impression, they can be seriously mislead. It is up to you to astonish them.
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And don't forget: dream big and never give up!<br /><br />(You need to clik on the video to watch it on YouTube itself and wait untill after the commercial. But it's really worth it!)artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-18305293945876817792012-06-29T07:00:00.000+02:002012-06-29T07:00:06.278+02:00Summer Colours Week 2012: Blue<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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And finally the colour Blue for the Summer Colours Week of 2012. A good summer is filled with bright blue skies. And this gate and these shutters brighten up any day in any season, a tiny garden between 2 larger houses. This is anothe picture from my trip to Honfleur, a small French village. Enjoy summer!artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-22477544444955821042012-06-28T07:00:00.000+02:002012-06-28T07:00:01.488+02:00Summer Colours Week 2012: Red<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Red is the fourth summer colour of this week, celebrating the bright and fun colours from summer. This picture was taken in the backstreets of Honfleur. It is a small French village filled with artists and galleries. But I loved to wander around beyond the main attractions of this place. Here, a bright red and white painted house. Who would not want to live here?artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-24129747523295132552012-06-27T07:00:00.000+02:002012-06-27T07:00:05.322+02:00Summer Colours Week 2012: Pink<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Wednesday will feature the colour pink in the Summer Colours Week 2012. This pansy really says it all: I am pink and I will stay pink forever...artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-38475939530904575202012-06-26T07:00:00.000+02:002012-06-26T07:00:01.986+02:00Summer Colours Week 2012: Yellow<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Tuesday, the second day of the Summer Colours Week, with yellow starring as the summer colour. Bright and warm, let's hope that summer is going to look like this soon.artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-89469341837636016572012-06-25T12:33:00.000+02:002012-06-25T12:33:04.379+02:00Summer Colours Week 2012: Green<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It should be summer by now, but the rain and the wind makes it look much like Autumn these days. But it does not matter, Summer has officially started and we will wait for the sun to come out!<br /><br />This week Summer is being celebrated in blogland with a colour for each day. This first day, monday, the week starts with the colour green. This picture says it all: the green, green grass of home....artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-33370352576203972972012-02-10T08:00:00.000+01:002012-02-10T08:00:09.381+01:00Water Colours in Sketchbook<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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And again, another page from my sketchbook. This time I used an old photograph as inspiration source. Love that splash of yellow in winter, don't you?<br />I remember taking the pictures in my mother's garden with my camera and macro lens. Just wandering around and snapping away. She never saw the photographs because by that time most of her eyesight was gone. This sketch is certainly not a masterpiece, but I love the way the memories came back of us being out there in her garden.artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-45814603929774295372012-02-07T15:35:00.000+01:002012-02-07T15:35:34.489+01:00Sketch of Little Pitcher<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Another watercolour sketch, this time from a small pitcher that I found at the back of the cupboard. First a rough sketch in pencil was made, then waterproof marker and finally the flower design. When everything was almost dry, I added the foreground and the background.<br /><br />Small and easy, trying not to overthink it but enjoying the process. After all, it is just a little sketch. :-)artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-26570607740849730012012-02-05T11:33:00.001+01:002012-02-05T11:33:53.266+01:00A Magical World<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In January, nature was confused. New buds were sprouting up because of the mild weather, even some potted flowers began to show a few new flowers. But that all changed suddenly last week: heavy frost was predicted. And last friday we experienced our first snow fall, changing the barren, brown and boring landscape in a new and magical world.<br /><br />Yesterday the sun was out, no cloud in the sky, the wind had laid down and I went out for a little walk to my favorite spots. I loved the sound of the snow undermeath my boots, the fresh cold on my face, the sparkling of the ice crystals in the snow resembling like hundreds of diamonds were scattered out.<br />It was just magical out there.artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-895427029900098012012-01-29T15:48:00.000+01:002012-01-29T15:48:13.721+01:00Another Page from my Sketchbook<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Another page from my sketchbook. I have used very heavy water colour paper to make this sketchbook myself and I am happy to make good use of it now. The paper can handle a good deal of water, but the texture does show up over heavily in the scans!<br />artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-37044098673213148442012-01-21T09:32:00.000+01:002012-01-21T09:32:36.444+01:00Page From my Sketchbook<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigjHKUfHfaSyT0pRYnb5vGaAwNrejwyL5NYD1HrjY_PaWRCyI8pNzTjOVOvcMnB0PWEkOy32PdtGbVe0BLj5m6JfTZZgGBdB3Vz-dQg6auS8kxijCQVJ6wmLi4QaNkT-33um41/s1600/SketchBookDel001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigjHKUfHfaSyT0pRYnb5vGaAwNrejwyL5NYD1HrjY_PaWRCyI8pNzTjOVOvcMnB0PWEkOy32PdtGbVe0BLj5m6JfTZZgGBdB3Vz-dQg6auS8kxijCQVJ6wmLi4QaNkT-33um41/s1600/SketchBookDel001.jpg" /></a></div><br />
At the moment I am busy designing patterns mostly on the computer, but I really need to break away so now and then from the computer screen and work with paint, pencil, brushes and paper. <br />
This is one of the sketches that I made from the rose hips that stand next to my house. <br />
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Every morning I have to get outside to open up the shutters and this rosebush stands between the two windows. It does not look pretty at all, the roses and leaves are gone, the branches are dark and bare, but if you look closely, the whimsical dried leaves from the rose hips make beautiful wirly shapes. <br />
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Too bad though, it does not matter how many sketches I make, whether in pencil, with a marker or in water colour, I just don't seem to be able to capture the whimsical beauty of these pretty swirly things. I need to sketch them more often untill I will get it right. :-) But that is the purpose of sketching: practise, practise, practise....artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-58416793978486495732012-01-17T14:50:00.002+01:002012-01-19T09:55:09.266+01:00Pattern Design Published on the Print&Pattern Blog<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwRnVHLX79e-FinghP2_wbtgwXffnlNnJxviAIlhhWMSZmxMYhI8J5RnCTcjA4psqj9KzWwvU9_VUyIUJSA73HBwB6p7NyXQa2-QwudEtJk0SuQdsjAYWdZ1v1gZrGmMD6jOSH/s1600/JacquelineVanRoosmalen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwRnVHLX79e-FinghP2_wbtgwXffnlNnJxviAIlhhWMSZmxMYhI8J5RnCTcjA4psqj9KzWwvU9_VUyIUJSA73HBwB6p7NyXQa2-QwudEtJk0SuQdsjAYWdZ1v1gZrGmMD6jOSH/s400/JacquelineVanRoosmalen.jpg" width="260" /></a></div>Just found out that one of my pattern designs have been published on the famous Print&Pattern blog: <br />
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It is a simple pattern, made from a sketch of a leaf from my garden. Thanks to Laura Coyle's class about Adobe Illustrator (on <a href="http://reneepearson.com/" target="-blank">reneepearson.com</a>) I started using vector software again in my digital design work and rediscovered my love for designing patterns - I used to do textile design and web design in the past - and have now enrolled in a surface pattern design class. That keeps me so busy that I neglected this blog - sorry about that!<br />
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It is fun to see that one of my designs was good enough to be published on this blog that is all about surface pattern design! :-)artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-32266691736307830532011-12-17T19:54:00.000+01:002011-12-17T19:54:07.678+01:00Christmas Book by Alan Anderson<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_uHwqI5cB3w" width="560"></iframe><br />
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A week ago, just before I got bitten by the flu bugs, this book arrived in the mail: The Christmas Sleigh. It is a very special book because the writer and illustrator is Alan Anderson, my brother in law!<br />
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I don't get often the chance to visit my sister and her family in the US, but every time I am there, Alan will be sitting with a sketchbook on his lap and drawing, drawing, drawing. I think he needs it as much as we all humans need water...<br />
It is no wonder that he is incredible talented by hard work and practise. No wonder that he finally took a leap of faith and published his first book! Wow!<br />
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When I heard about it, I wondered how I could get my hands on a copy. And lo and behold, it was already available from the bookdepository.co.uk website - the website that I always use for ordering books since they do free shipping (all around the world) and has no additional costs for small orders.<br />
Within 2 weeks the book had arrived and I felt that I needed to do something special with it. I took some photographs today and put them together into a little video to post on YouTube (and Vimeo and Flickr and uhhh Facebook....).<br />
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My apologies for the music, but I felt that I could not send out a video about christmas into cyberspace without any sound! :-)<br />
I am just so incredible proud of this man, and of his book. The illustrations are so wonderful and I love the way he used colour in parts of the picture to attract the main attention and the background, still with all the thoughtful details, in shades of grey. And then the expression on the faces of the characters...<br />
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Though I am in the process of trying to sketch (almost) every day, I know that I will never achieve the level of art that he has achieved. But at least I can thoroughly enjoy it now with this book. Just wonder how I could get him to sign the book since he lives on the other side of the big ocean... LOLartexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-53654702051626185242011-12-11T17:41:00.000+01:002011-12-11T17:41:27.154+01:00Patience<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/33091687?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="480"></iframe>artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-91826697650371298322011-12-02T10:16:00.000+01:002011-12-02T10:16:47.284+01:00Fresh Colour To Brighten Up Grey Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjHFqffyTT17vSloCnDos9Bz255xjy_JsvtlDU8U2zuRsZED4iWhFenr2QfFGRLrielFQObZ7BtBZ5Ga8qsATpvdWzYDq-z4VFNaEzMYI_JecEaOgw3PHFw2e1BqM6XYzVqIKc/s1600/KleurJournal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="617" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjHFqffyTT17vSloCnDos9Bz255xjy_JsvtlDU8U2zuRsZED4iWhFenr2QfFGRLrielFQObZ7BtBZ5Ga8qsATpvdWzYDq-z4VFNaEzMYI_JecEaOgw3PHFw2e1BqM6XYzVqIKc/s640/KleurJournal.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
Everyday, I receive an email from <a href="http://www.design-seeds.com/" target="_blank">http://www.design-seeds.com/</a> in my emailbox with new colour palettes. It always feel like a kind of gift that you get to open: beautiful pictures with a palette of colours attached to it, chosen from the photograph.<br />
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Here is one I made myself. I loaded a photograph of the Little Guide Book into Photoshop and made this palette of colours myself. The colours in the photograph might not be as bright as they appear in the palette, but who said that I have to constrain myself to the exact colours? :-)<br />
Just a little bit moving the cursor around in the Colour Picker of Photoshop and I got this beautiful bright set of colours.<br />
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Just what you need on these grey, dab days... Hope that these colours will make you smile today as well!artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-43301912151965018982011-11-27T16:07:00.000+01:002011-11-27T16:07:51.278+01:00Raw Art Journal: the Elephant in the Room<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg8COWWRgAR6X6DGIlVgDKCGvLBz7MHo6LvuFWC-zjE5c3YrtoQQ2cDR34iHne06l_1BKgvyaNs49VJHmp_3Mrhr3xTIhkToB3EQziZTxcV5pc-VQdYyVbuvIx4QXAGCpph9fC/s1600/Elephant1_0466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg8COWWRgAR6X6DGIlVgDKCGvLBz7MHo6LvuFWC-zjE5c3YrtoQQ2cDR34iHne06l_1BKgvyaNs49VJHmp_3Mrhr3xTIhkToB3EQziZTxcV5pc-VQdYyVbuvIx4QXAGCpph9fC/s400/Elephant1_0466.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> It has been a while that I have uploaded the new pages from my Art journal. The last few weeks I am busy with drawing and sketching, trying to develop a new habit and enjoy a bit of uncomplicated creativity every day.<br />
And yes, I certainly need to brush up those drawing skills as well... :-) So that is a bonus as well!<br />
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This page is about "the elephant in the room". Something so obvious - there is no way you can't overlook an elephant in your room, can you - and the habit of ignoring it all together.<br />
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I have noticed the hard way that there are things that you get so used to, but are not really regarded as 'normal'. You just think it is 'normal' cause you are so used to it for many, many years. It has become a part of your life. It has become normal for me to have that elephant sitting in my room.<br />
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Undeniable, obvious and present. This page will help me to remember that...<br />
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So the question for you is, how many elephants are there in your room? Are there things in your life that you'd rather not speak about? Do you have the courage to acknowledge them and start a converstation about it? Or do you just ignore it?artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-30800869439429837222011-11-13T20:24:00.000+01:002011-11-13T20:24:02.430+01:00Gouache Paint and Memories of Art Class<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJsDjGEBnTjdERhuItla1kaD_jaSwDg3co901jmlbeHduCmbLYR4VJTmGL9bpnALQ1KJw6aZi5tF_L8sqC5GX-TF8N4g_fZ_jmfh1_fs-oqjBiFR_HLplEozHFdXKeXPnklUV7/s1600/plakkaatverftube.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJsDjGEBnTjdERhuItla1kaD_jaSwDg3co901jmlbeHduCmbLYR4VJTmGL9bpnALQ1KJw6aZi5tF_L8sqC5GX-TF8N4g_fZ_jmfh1_fs-oqjBiFR_HLplEozHFdXKeXPnklUV7/s320/plakkaatverftube.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
While I am (hopefully) wrapping up most of the paperwork of the past weeks, I am going through my art materials and experimenting with the old art materials I have lying around for years now.<br />
Most of the time I prefer to work with acrylic paint because of all the layering that I can add on top of each layer of paint. But on the other hand I would like to work quicker and not having to deal with these big jars and palets with drying paint that is then unusable. <br />
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So I took out my tubes of gouache paint. While I was adding colours to my palet (one where they can dry and then hopefully be re-used by adding water again), memories of my schooldays immediately popped up in my head.<br />
It was in this art class that I first used this kind of paint, the one that comes from tubes or pots. We learned to sketch, learned calligraphy with different pens, made posters and even learned to do hand lettering with this paint. <br />
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And I still remember that I always had a problem to add the right amount of water so that the paint would cover the white of the paper - the teacher would not approve of transparant paint in our work - but still be fluid enough to paint nice letters. Back in these days we had no computers to make our fonts, so we learned to draw them with pencil on paper with T-rulers and set squares and then coloured them with paint. A very labour-intensive job, but I loved to lay down the colours and turning a plain white paper into a little piece of art.<br />
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In a small container I found some very old tubes of gouache and some newer ones. One of them was completely dried up. So with a sharp knife I cut through the metal of the tube and put the paint on the palet. <br />
This way I can still use it (like a pan) and don't have to throw it away. <br />
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In a seperate small sketchbooks I painted swatches of all the colours that I have. While I had no reasons to add new colours while I was working with watercolours earlier this year ( see: <a href="http://exploringart.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-many-colours-do-you-need.html" target="_blank">How many colours do you need</a> ), I think I need some new ones for gouache... I definitly need some extra red, purple, green and a light blue. Maybe even some grey? :-)<br />
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I am looking forward to try drawing over the paint with coloured pencils (mixing media as usual) and I might try to do some handlettering as well, something I learned from this teacher as well. Though I might want to try updating the look of these letters though... :-)artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-1918097489386026152011-11-03T17:57:00.000+01:002011-11-03T17:57:20.390+01:00Absorbed by Digital DesignOne of the challenging bits as a mother of special needs children is the enormous amount of paperwork that has to be processed when something changes in their lives. It is unbelievable what you have to do to make things work out.<br />
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You have to bury yourselves in papers that have to be completely read and understood, find the little 'snakes underneath the grass', research internet thoroughly to make sure that you know almost as much as the help line operators of the organisations with which you have to deal with. And of course, it is just not one organisation, there are often at least three different ones!<br />
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And did I mention the amount of papers you have to read (and reread cause you simply get confused)?<br />
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So it was very refreshing for me to be distracted and getting totally absorbed by the online Illustrator 2 Class with Laura Coyle on <a href="http://www.reneepearson.com/" target="_blank">www.reneepearson.com</a>. <br />
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It has been a while that I had taken a class on anything digital for a while. Working with mixed media and getting my hands literally dirty was working just fine for me at this moment in my life.<br />
But am I glad that I signed up! This class was so inspirational, the teaching was superb and I learned so much. Which is a great achievement for any teacher since I have been working with digital design and software for decades.<br />
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Laura really got us absorbed in Illustrator. There was a huge amount of instructional videoos, but not just techniques and how tools worked, but she got us busy from the first few videoos on, which I just loved. Ideas were running around in my head and I could not keep up with that flow!<br />
The promise of getting my hands dirty in Illustrator helped me to get through all the heaps of papers and rules.<br />
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And I even skipped yoga classes 3 weeks in a row to enjoy the live chat we had in which Laura gave mini demonstrations and answered our questions right on the spot. Never done that before...<br />
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As usual, the online classes from Renee Pearson are of high quality. High quality video and sound, great website, prompt messages about the posting of lessons and extremely quick responses to any technical difficulty that you encounter.<br />
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The teacher, Laura Coyle is a professional illustrator and designer and is a great skilled teacher. Chek out her art work and blog here: <a href="http://www.coyleart.typepad.com/" target="_blank">http://www.coyleart.typepad.com</a><br />
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She offers several classes and is preparing a new one for Illustrator Brushes in december. To keep informed, make sure to sign up for the newsletter from <a href="http://www.reneeparson.com/" target="_blank">www.reneeparson.com</a> for info about upcoming classes, live chats and sometimes great discounts for limited time for some of the classes. <br />
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There is still a lot of paperwork to be done, which I absolutely start to hate (a word which I hardly use but is the one word appropriate for the situation). Papers seem to be scattered all around the floor in my little workroom (but believe me, there is some kind of a system in it) but I love the escape that I have rediscovered: designing digitally and letting my ideas run wild!artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-69364395072277667862011-10-09T14:43:00.000+02:002011-10-09T14:43:26.832+02:00Marit's Big Surprise<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8xvkfDFtvfP098QF0WHUffdXDmpOA41U_uMdunJ6zJ3xVjFjU1IkU64SzXoam5kst0mstsTlsu_US0-wO0587tQxrzwBW0q-Vx9TcUynnXlesyM3wCFWUSW7HMf2zXWsoNihb/s1600/coverFeaturingMagazine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8xvkfDFtvfP098QF0WHUffdXDmpOA41U_uMdunJ6zJ3xVjFjU1IkU64SzXoam5kst0mstsTlsu_US0-wO0587tQxrzwBW0q-Vx9TcUynnXlesyM3wCFWUSW7HMf2zXWsoNihb/s1600/coverFeaturingMagazine.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Marit, a Dutch Mixed Media Artist, Art Journaler, Photographer and Haiku writer, surprised everyone last sunday with the news that she is starting her own magazine: Featuring.<br />
It will be a printed magazine, in English, and the first issue will be published in Spring 2012. Can you believe it? <br />
I am so happy for her with this new adventure.<br />
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Read more about this terrific news at: <a href="http://www.featuringmagazine.com/" target="_blank">http://www.featuringmagazine.com/</a><br />
You can also sign up on that website to be kept informed about the birth of that magazine. I am looking forward to the first issue!artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-58587871341952803932011-10-06T22:38:00.000+02:002011-10-06T22:38:46.529+02:00The Day Before Today<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Yesterday,wednesday october 5th, this dear, 15 year old cat passed away. She did not go quietly, she put up quite a fight but her little body gave up.<br />
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Pico became an orphan when, at two weeks old, het mother was run over by a car. Our kids were so upset that I promised that I would try to feed the litter of kittens with a bottle. So I found myself after all these years back to night time feedings... But it worked, and all kittens survived.<br />
She was different from the other kittens and we first thought that she was a male, so she got named after Picasso: Pico. Not very colourful while being just black and white.<br />
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Pico was pretty fierce, and ruled most of the the garden for years. Coco, her timid sister, was only allowed to sit in the front of the house...<br />
Pico could spin, we could feel it when we put our fingers on her throat, but she did not make a sound with it. Then, just a few years ago, she started to spin out loud. She wanted to be heard, I guess.<br />
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She did not like people very much, but she did liked to stay with me and annoyed me by trying to wrap herself around my neck instead of sitting in my lap. She loved being outside and we had to convince her pretty hard to come inside on cold winter nights. To be honest, I often had to go out and find her hiding place in the garden, the dyke being her favorite part, and try to catch her.<br />
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I named the last quilt I was working on, to her: the Pico quilt. (For a picture see: <a href="http://exploringart.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-was-i-thinking.html" target="_blank">http://exploringart.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-was-i-thinking.html</a> ) We shared the quilt together even long before it was finished: me underneath it, she on top of it, together with her sister Coco. We spent loads of evenings together this way.<br />
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Thank you for your companionship, your friendship and your own way of showing love, dear Pico. I will never forget you, you will be missed, sweetie.artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-20800214592679177252011-09-30T14:39:00.001+02:002011-09-30T14:40:07.128+02:00Art Journal: Wordgames<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNBPq3Jy1nismIHNVggAzO8dSbyvcVUQ_q2drZaeCav0U2QWshFER1wDlzBkGshVWej-oV5qSyOUYT95AZD6-vfIclMBQrab8uBLzdmD-Jk3CJ5RlmSUejDj6rmFiAJc06Q-Fw/s1600/Art_Wordgames.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="367" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNBPq3Jy1nismIHNVggAzO8dSbyvcVUQ_q2drZaeCav0U2QWshFER1wDlzBkGshVWej-oV5qSyOUYT95AZD6-vfIclMBQrab8uBLzdmD-Jk3CJ5RlmSUejDj6rmFiAJc06Q-Fw/s400/Art_Wordgames.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
This page came together pretty quickly. I had just cut away a rosebush that seemed to be sick for several years now, never producing beautiful flowers. It tried, but the roses got dried out or just brown before opening up. And after all these years I felt it was time to give up on that rosebush. So out came the saw to cut through the thick branches.<br />
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By trying to cut them in smaller pieces so that they would fit in the green bin, I hurt my fingers several times, despite the gardening gloves and me trying to handle the branches as careful as I could.<br />
When all the work was done, I got my symbols, I got my words and I expressed it all together in this page.<br />
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I took a picture of the branches that were cut and glued it on the page. Outlined it with a marker and made it blend in with the background. For that purpose I like to tear the paper of images so that the blending in is easier.<br />
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It was way too graphic, and looking for a solution by rummaging through some textured stuff, I came across a sample of textured wallpaper. Just some brushing on of undiluted acrylic paint and you have a wonderful stamp! <br />
The words that were hanging in my mind for the past days, were stamped on an old book page, a part came from the title of the book itself. <br />
Then it only needed some borders and letter stamps to strengthen the words: the wordgames that were such a destructive part of my life and which are now - just like the rosebush - cut away and put away.<br />
Such a relief!<br />
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The way such a page comes together is a process on its own. There are some things that you want out, want to express and then there is Life which helps you to tie together the emotion, the feelings, the symbolic imagery and the words. There is no particular order in this process. There are just elements that keeps lingering in your mind and finally it all comes together.<br />
All expressed, on just one little page with some extra symbolic meaning added to the mix as well... I love art journaling: this way of expressing yourself with simple things like paper, paints, stamps and a wall paper sample!artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-23312603493249469872011-09-27T16:34:00.000+02:002011-09-27T16:34:52.089+02:00Raw Journal: Just More of the Same<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP2SUA7R_516QU2mcts82HJ_-5E1Ek0qjMYKwkHoGAvxum5Pei5NgxZwp300HF0jRNA1VyeNeQWTbcLkF_ebjJKdlf_D-IFOvQ8Stp_6bevyhhTLuWt3DGxkxMB6yzXIV0oNlN/s1600/Art_Same1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP2SUA7R_516QU2mcts82HJ_-5E1Ek0qjMYKwkHoGAvxum5Pei5NgxZwp300HF0jRNA1VyeNeQWTbcLkF_ebjJKdlf_D-IFOvQ8Stp_6bevyhhTLuWt3DGxkxMB6yzXIV0oNlN/s320/Art_Same1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Somehow this page seems to be a newer version of a similar page from my Little Red Book:<br />
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which says: <br />
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"This too was on repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat for a long time."<br />
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Though this time this new page was made based on an observation from someone else which I needed to write down because of the new meaning that was given.<br />
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I guess that despite all the things in life that changes and all the actions you undertake to make changes, some things will just never, ever change. No matter what you do, how much you try to turn it inside out and upside down, it just won't change. It kind of feels like moving a mountain with your bare hands.<br />
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The question is, will the mountain defeat you or do you accept it? Can you work with it, around it, or is ignoring the mountain an option? In my case, ignoring it might be the best strategy for now...<br />
And this all leads to another question: how many mountains are there in my life? Something to think about!artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-24626646810256083222011-09-24T13:00:00.001+02:002011-09-24T13:00:00.979+02:00The meaning of circles?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrwEqK_uoZZPtUcXKjA7OJSHKssSd7NUBpR0pcMYzZMhpfO70Ub9_HBtQIIpcDCkdfqv4G5kGsDFpE7Fzroghfub4ehdP2wZP5j84A5ZiOWrgE7ZuyZ5zVe106iM9_7-Wkn5Ez/s1600/Art_Back1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrwEqK_uoZZPtUcXKjA7OJSHKssSd7NUBpR0pcMYzZMhpfO70Ub9_HBtQIIpcDCkdfqv4G5kGsDFpE7Fzroghfub4ehdP2wZP5j84A5ZiOWrgE7ZuyZ5zVe106iM9_7-Wkn5Ez/s320/Art_Back1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Working in an art journal can be quite a coincedence of things that play in my mind, objects that surround me, things that I have heard, sentences that were spoken. I start with a simple thing like painting a background and from there a chain of choices are made.<br />
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There were foam circles on my worktable that I wanted to glue on wood to use as a stamp. But I had no small pieces of wood around, so I glued the circles unto a piece of cardboard instead. The life time of that stamp is of course short - no cleaning possible - but at least I had some dots to stamp with.<br />
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But the glue had to dry thoroughly before I could use it, so I turned to an empty paper roll to use as a stamp. It gave me great circles to colour in with pencils. From there, the idea started to flow. Though I did change my mind several times. I repainted the background white, part of it in purple red. I started to draw lines.<br />
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And before I glued the text to the page, I used the newly made stamp to stamp white circles all over the page. In the middle of that process I remembered that the circle is the symbol of Soul and that this page had a lot of circles...artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859529.post-64798362897073829012011-09-22T13:00:00.005+02:002011-09-22T13:00:12.242+02:00Sometimes you need less words<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg0-hvyc0gezm8ZCWAv8CGhl5bbbZpM6TK6VZLH5-qPFo2s_9KDgZbcRV39Pawf0-VYA-dt3GmS7UwMMrnR3jcSBQSeyA2lwQFzqYEL0yen6gdnbJ1IuzZsrMDt8quwLNRVrKo/s1600/Art_Did1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg0-hvyc0gezm8ZCWAv8CGhl5bbbZpM6TK6VZLH5-qPFo2s_9KDgZbcRV39Pawf0-VYA-dt3GmS7UwMMrnR3jcSBQSeyA2lwQFzqYEL0yen6gdnbJ1IuzZsrMDt8quwLNRVrKo/s320/Art_Did1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
A page that turned out to be full of symbolic meaning to me. Though the text is clear, there is a lot of fog into the page as well. I had glued in some text and after several days, I teared these away. It was saying too much, I needed less words on this page.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgscO-hKJZZ9KquY4VFdG6s3Io3nLKVYBXqc7EIy9WjRAuyAnSvmm4KWLGp6slYi5WgN15zeTj4V0qA-pNpNkLm61uVyN5rT6jryq2fZeCv3RTQepfhE9OV41DYC53WAIJw6_jL/s1600/Art_Did2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgscO-hKJZZ9KquY4VFdG6s3Io3nLKVYBXqc7EIy9WjRAuyAnSvmm4KWLGp6slYi5WgN15zeTj4V0qA-pNpNkLm61uVyN5rT6jryq2fZeCv3RTQepfhE9OV41DYC53WAIJw6_jL/s320/Art_Did2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The little Russian dolls are symbolic for the many layers we have inside of us. And the little line of text: "Through the Chaos, Objects appear Fresh"? I guess that was meant as a wish!artexplorerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16310545180580570419noreply@blogger.com0