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Sketching :: Drawing from Observation
I draw, I sketch, I paint.
I also teach graphic & web design, drawing & typography.
Là où va la main, l’œil suit;
là où va l’œil, va l’esprit;
là où va l’esprit se trouve le cœur;
là où se trouve le cœur
est la réalité de l’être,
le siège de l’âme.
A few Stories with Watercolours & Drawings & Texts
- :: Soft petal day :: “I must study politics and war so that my sons may have the liberty to study mathematics and philosophy. My sons ought to study mathematics and philosophy, geography, natural history, naval architecture, navigation, commerce, and agriculture, in order to give their children a right to study painting, poetry, music, architecture, statuary, tapestry, and porcelain.” — John Adams, founder, 1735 A soft, warm and dry day in Rigaud today and as I have not dabbled in watercolours for quite a while, I painted one of my iris drawings after having totally ruined another drawing that I had just done of a beautiful Ostrya virginiana leave, trunk & flower… also commonly known as a Hophornbeam or Ironwood and Bois de fer in french in Québec. www.janehannah.com
Monthly Archives: November 2014
Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people. — Eleanor Roosevelt I have a treasure trove in my house and there are hundreds, maybe thousands of small-sized objects, medium objects and large objects. All of these objects have … Continue reading
If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales. ― Albert Einstein The weather has been quite dreary lately… it is colder than usual … Continue reading
Today I received a really nice postcard from my painting friend Mai — she made a request to her painting friends about sending each other Christmas Postcards, and this is the one that she sent to me. It is quite beautiful. … Continue reading
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle. ― Albert Einstein Listening to the glorious music of J. S. Bach’s, St. Matthew … Continue reading
— SOLD — Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don’t believe I’m wrong That … Continue reading
La grande plaine est blanche, immobile et sans voix. Pas un bruit, pas un son ; toute vie est éteinte. Mais on entend parfois, comme une morne plainte, Quelque chien sans abri qui hurle au coin d’un bois. … Continue reading
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it … Continue reading
We shape our buildings; thereafter they shape us. — Winston Churchill In this workers’ district of Valleyfield known as the North Quarter “Quartier Nord” there are still wood houses to be found and a very typical Quebec architecture. Most of … Continue reading
“Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?” ― J.R.R. … Continue reading
What has roots as nobody sees, is taller than trees, up, up it goes, and yet never grows? — J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit (The answer will be given on my next post) When I have not painted in … Continue reading