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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.
Author Archives: Jane Hannah
The lake has started to thicken, specks of ice. The mountains are starting to whiten, snowflakes have fallen. The birds are gathering at the feeders, my dog is sleeping. — by Jane Hannah This week we had our first frost … Continue reading
They shut the road through the woods Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, And now you would never know There was once a road through the woods Before they planted the trees. It is underneath the … Continue reading
There is a wonderful feeling when you walk into your own exhibition. You see the work as a true extension of yourself. Win or lose, your interests have led you to an accumulation of your personal expression, signed lower right, … Continue reading
When you were here before Couldn’t look you in the eye You’re just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world And I wish I was special … Continue reading
Here is a Haida Nation Mask, a native northwest coast people that live in the northern parts of British Columbia, Canada. I have always loved their masks and today I decided to draw one from a reference photo, in order … Continue reading
And so it is that life begins. A step into the crazy maze of life. First a left and then a right, We find ourselves at a dead end. Back track our steps and begin again. Twists and turns constantly … Continue reading
Les chemins sont à faire jusqu’à ton coeur Je viendrai sous les traits du défricheur L’amour ne veut plus de tricheur Chérie, as-tu vu Le monde est absurde selon Camus Mais tes pouvoirs me prouvent qu’il ne l’est plus Le … Continue reading
Do not have much time today so here is a quick little sketch… would have liked to delve a bit more deeply with the “ink” but no time… Paper: Sketchbook #21 Handbook field watercolour journal 6″x6″ Ink: Dr.Ph.Martin’s Black Matte … Continue reading
Tsé ! Moi, j’voudrais pas m’mêler de c’qui me r’garde pas… Comment j’te dirais ben ça ? I’vient un temps où, comm‘ tu sais, ben i faut qu’les choses se disent ! Ça fait que, ‘coute ben là : même … Continue reading
Hey there, Mr. Tin Man You don’t know how lucky you are You shouldn’t spend your whole life wishin’ For something bound to fall apart Everytime you’re feeling empty Better thank your lucky stars If you … Continue reading
The first TV show that I fell in love with when I was very young… so cool, and still is for me! Paper: Sketchbook #21 Handbook field watercolour journal 6″x6″ Ink: Dr.Ph.Martin’s Black Matte & White Location: Rigaud from a … Continue reading
“Our intelligence, however lucid, cannot perceive the elements that compose it and remain unsuspected.” This inktober theme “blind” was the hardest for me…. Paper: Sketchbook #21 Handbook field watercolour journal 6″x6″ Ink: Dr.Ph.Martin’s Black Matte Location: Rigaud from my imagination … Continue reading
I almost added some stars… and stopped myself! Paper: Sketchbook #21 Handbook field watercolour journal 6″x6″ Ink: Dr.Ph.Martin’s Black Matte Watercolours: Q. Gold Location: Rigaud from my imagination #inktober2017, #inktober, 23 juicy theme
(Sung by Munchkins) Follow the yellow brick road, follow the yellow brick road Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow the yellow-brick road Follow the yellow-brick, follow the yellow-brick Follow the yellow-brick road You’re off to see the Wizard, the Wonderful Wizard … Continue reading
Over the misty mountains cold Far over the Misty Mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old, We must away, ere break of day, To seek our pale enchanted gold. — J.R.R. Tolkien I toggled between the idea of a … Continue reading
What has roots as nobody sees, is taller than trees, up up it goes, and yet never grows? — J.R.R. Tolkien Roots run deep and studies are showing that trees have a very intricate communicating system with their own. So … Continue reading
Rows and flows 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 So many … Continue reading
I am his Highness’ dog at Kew, Pray tell me sir, whose dog are you? — Alexander Pope, 1688-1744 #inktober2017 filthy theme. Dog in mud… don’t they love the puddles?
#Inktober2017 — #17 — Graceful Theme
Drawing is the probity of art. — Ingrès Fiew — I really had trouble coming with an idea for the inktober “fat” theme, and it seems that my drawing is more political than fanciful. #inktober 2017
Easter Island Moai — by John Curtis, poet Their faces mottled grey neolithic axe heads; trolls rising from the worn steep green slopes. Some stand in line on low dais, wearing pillbox hats; perverse stone doughnuts. Stoic. Gazing unmoved. Many, … Continue reading
The scariest moment is always just before you start. — Stephen King For the #Inktober2017 Fierce theme today my thoughts went to a giant tsunami wave and then was inspired by Katsushika Hokusai’s beautiful iconic wave. This tsunami is hovering over … Continue reading
#Inktober Teeming Theme. After thinking about it, I came back to the drawing board and decided to change my subject as I was not too happy with my coffee cup. So here is the new one, and I am indeed … Continue reading
It’s not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived. — Helen Walton The #Inktober2017 theme today is “scattered” and it is in sync with my present frame of mind! With too … Continue reading