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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: June 2017
There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. ― George Carlin Like every Tuesday during the summer about 10 plein air artists gathered at Sandy Beach today. No one was talking and everyone was concentrating … Continue reading
What has roots that nobody sees and is taller than trees? Up, up, up it goes, and yet never grows. — JRR Tolkien We had beautiful day, 21C with the sun shining on the plain and on the mountain… and … Continue reading
Sow a thought, reap an action; sow an action, reap a habit; sow a habit, reap a character; sow a character, reap a destiny. — Stephen R. Covey from the excellent blog The Painter’s Keys Even though the weather has … Continue reading
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. — James Dent In the beautiful Jack Layton Park in Hudson I sat at one of … Continue reading
Rows and floes of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I’ve looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone … Continue reading
A distinction is made between artists who work directly from nature and those who work purely from imagination. Neither of these methods should be preferred to the exclusion of the other. Often both are used in turn by the same … Continue reading
I’d rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck. — Emma Goldman We actually had a wonderfully hot, humid day that was accompanied by warm gusts of wind — so wonderful to feel the soft wind on … Continue reading
All hushed and still within the house; Without – all wind and driving rain; But something whispers to my mind, Through rain and through the wailing wind, Never again. Never again? Why not again? Memory has power as real as … Continue reading
Focus on the journey, not the destination. Joy is found not in finishing an activity but in doing it. — Greg Anderson Woke up this morning and to my surprise, I had a good night’s sleep (for those of you … Continue reading