:: Teleworking ::


“All human beings have three lives: public, private, and secret.”
— Gabriel García Márquez

Here in Québec, elementary schools, high schools and daycare centres have been in lockdown since Monday March 16th… and most businesses too… but not College nor University teachers. We have been teleworking, quite hard I might say, on making sure that our students “can” do the work from the safety of their homes while progressing with their multiple courses. My third years have just started their 3-week Stage period by teleworking also. I know that students are anxious and can’t wait to meet up with their friends, but we have all told each other that we would never complain again of having to go back to school or work — hah-hah!

I have had to adjust and the first two weeks were very stressful, but now I am getting quite used to it. It is never as rewarding as being in the classroom with your students, but my days are passing without any major hurdles and I feel more relaxed as time seems to have slowed down… and sometimes it stops… and I can feel the rush of air… and I catch my breath and look up at the sky. No planes… only birds flying in and out, swirling in the air.

I took the time to draw this little old house from a picture on Pinterest that I found interesting and I have also registered for Shari Blaukopf’s online class, Mattias Adolfsson’s online class and a special class on Procreate with Roman Garcia Mora. Maybe that I overdid the classes thing, but there are great deals at the moment and it is always nice to learn… isn’t it?


Paper: Hand•book journal co. 8″ x 8″
Ink: DeAtramentis Document Black
Namiki Fountain Pen SEF

:: The Lost Words ::


“Once Upon a time, words began to vanish from the language of children. They disappeared so quietly that at first almost no one noticed – fading away like water on a stone. The words were those that children used to name the natural world around them: acorn, adder, bluebell, bramble, conker – gone! Fern, heather, kingfisher, otter, raven, willow, wren…all of them gone! The words were becoming lost: no longer vivid in children’s voices, no longer alive in their stories.”

I have a book at home called The Lost Words and it is a gorgeous spell book. This is the excerpt on the back sleeve. “…When the most recent edition of the Oxford Junior Dictionary was published, a sharp-eyed reader soon noticed that around forty common words concerning nature had been dropped. Acorn, adder, bluebell, dandelion, fern, heron, kingfisher, newt, otter and willow. The words were no longer being used enough by children to merit their place in the dictionary. The list of these lost words were replaced by attachment, blog, broadband, bullet-point, cut-and-paste, and voice-mail. The news of these substitutions — the outdoor and natural being displaced by the indoor and virtual — became seen by many as a powerful sign of the growing gulf between childhood and the natural world. In response, Robert Macfarlane and Jackie Morris set out to make a “spell book” that would conjure back twenty of these lost words, and the beings they name, from acorn to wren. By the magic of word and paint, they sought to summon these words again into the voices, stories and dreams of children and adults alike, and to celebrate the wonder and importance of everyday nature….”

If you are interested in reading more about this beautiful book here is a link. So with this in mind, one of the sketches that I will be asking my students to complete will be creating an acrostic poem and drawing its being for a “lost” natural being that they could not part with in this world… I chose a tree -)))

Fountain Pen: Pilot Falcon SEF
Ink: De Atramentis Document Black
Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook Art Plus Large

:: 18 emojis ::


“Work expands to fill the time available for its completion.”
C. Northcote Parkinson, British scholar

I have been prepping in a kind of a frenzy these last few days as I procrastinated this summer… too well for my liking and habits — hah-hah! I promised myself that I will do as I usually do and start prepping once my final grades are in next May.

For my drawing class I have been teaching different sketching techniques hoping that the majority of my students catch one technique that they will aspire to. Well I have to admit that almost 50% of the students can’t see or apply the different techniques and seem to draw in the same manner as they were taught when they were very young.

So with the help of a very old drawing book by Pranks, I decided to try something new. Learn from the masters by replicating what they are seeing! I myself have been astonished by what I have learned over the years with this technique — quite a revelation. So I am giving it a go for this semester and hope that this might ease some student anxiety over the “blank” page and help them to start drawing.

My first exercise is to see their creativity by getting them to draw 18 different Emojis in their sketchbook… a way for me to look into their creativity and imagination levels! I had fun drawing these and I will be painting them too a bit later on…


Fountain Pen: Pilot Falcon SEF
Ink: De Atramentis Document Black Ink
Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook 5″x8″

:: I worried…. by Mary Oliver ::


I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the river
flow in the right direction, will the earth turn
as it was taught, and if not how shall
I correct it?

Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven,
can I do better?

Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows
can do it and I am, well,

Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it,
am I going to get rheumatism,
lockjaw, dementia?

Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing.
And gave it up. And took my old body
and went out into the morning,
and sang.


:: Blue Moon ::

Blue moon you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for 
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard
— Billie Holiday

Not a drawing of a blue moon but of a small hand-crafted wood lamp that actually prevented me from watching the moon last night by shedding its warm soft glow on the outside window. I will check her out tonight so hoping for clear skies.

Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook 5″x8″
Fountain Pen: Pilot Falcon SEF
Ink: De Atramentis Document Black
Location: Rigaud, Québec, Canada


:: Little XMas Tree ::

“If creativity is a habit, then the best creativity is the result of good work habits.
They are the nuts and bolts of dreaming.”
(Twyla Tharp)

Today is the full moon and it promises to be a beautiful night as the skies are clear out here on Rigaud Mountain. We put up our Christmas decorations today and this is one of our little trees that is standing on a small table.

I drew this in my favourite “drawing” paper which are Moleskine Sketchbooks… the paper is just fabulous for drawing, especially with my favourite fountain pen of all times, the Platinum 3776 EF. The paper has some type of glaze on top of it which makes drawing on it as if I was drawing with butter… hum… so cool -) However as it is fabulous for drawing, it is not as fabulous for painting! When you put watercolour paints on it, the paint stays “on” the paper instead of being absorbed… and sometimes you just have to scrub it in, which gives it a grungy look, which I sometimes like. An artist in Scotland, Will Freeborn, specializes in painting in Moleskines.

Paper: Moleskine Skethchbook
Fountain Pen: Platinum 3776 EF
Ink: DeAtramentis Document Black
Location: Rigaud, Québec, Canada

:: Inktober 8 Crooked Theme ::

Why do you paint?
For exactly the same reason I breathe.
— E.E. Cummings from Brainpickings.org

These Inktober themes are really challenging me as I usually am more of an Urban Sketcher, meaning that I try to paint what I see in my environment and not through the computer screen, nor photographs and oh my, certainly not from my imagination! Well, not anymore as these themes have to be found within me and then drawn or painted as I see fit… they are never close to what I had in mind, but I think that the correlation between my imagination and my pen is improving.

I drew in pencil first, as I do not have the courage for now to go straight to ink pen as I usually do, and then I went over with my Hero 573 Fube Nib Fountain Pen. I originally thought to keep this in a  monochromatic black theme, but I got carried away as usual… some buildings in the distance, a road and this “crooked” person stealing an innocent bystander.

Paper: Stillman & Birn Zeta Series sketchbook #20
Pen: Hero 573 Fube Nib with De Atramentis Document Black Ink
Location: Rigaud, Québec, Canada from my imagination
#Inktober 8 Crooked Theme


:: Rien ne se perd, rien ne se crée, tout se transforme ::

There are moments in our lives, there are moments in a day, when we seem to be see beyond the usual — become clairvoyant. We reach then into reality. Such are the moments of our greatest happiness. Such are the moments of our greatest wisdom.
— The Art Spirit by Robert Henri

As Fall is approaching here, the leaves are turning a golden hue with some bursts of oranges and deep purple… it is already starting here. The peak of the season is usually near October 15th here in southern Québec, and this date varies with the latitude that you are living in. A book that I often delve in is The Art Spirit as it is profoundly spiritual in an artistic sense. Henri must have been a wonderful teacher, and I do hope that some days, a very few perhaps, I might inspire my students as Henri inspires me!

These flowers were photographed by a famous writer here in Canada, Kim Thuy and she won the Giller prize for her book Ru. Her first photograph were of these flowers in their fragrant bloom (which I have posted before), and the second photograph is the flowers with the petals falling… I thought that it was appropriate with our imminent fall season. She mentioned this quote to me when she sent me the second photograph. “Presque arrivées à leur destination”. Well said Kim! This painting is part of the next exhibit that I will be taking part in November 2018 that is called Square Foot Exhibition. All are welcome. #squarefootexhibition2017.

Paper: Fluid 100
Ink: De Atramentis Document Black
Fountain Pen: Carbon Desk Pen EF
Location: Reference photograph here in Rigaud, Québec, Canada






:: Quills ::

One smile can start a friendship,
one word can end a fight.
One look can save a relationship,
one person can change your life.

I am starting to prep for my oncoming semester by doing some quick basic pen strokes with my newly filled up Platinum Carbon Fountain Pen, which I love by the way and has to be the best buy there is as it is quick inexpensive (approximately $20 Cdn). This is the first sketchbook that I used when I started drawing and I still love it as this is the older version of glazed paper that they used to sell… now with the newer version of Moleskine Sketchbooks the paper is quite thinner and is not as good quality as before as it has lost the glaze that makes writing and drawing such a pleasure as the ink glides on the paper… alas!

Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook Large
Fountain Pen: Platinum Carbon Pen
Ink: De Atramentis Document Black Ink
Watercolours: Ultramarine & Burnt Sienna


:: Église St-Enfant-Jésus du Mile End ::

“There is no such thing as an amateur artist as different from a professional artist,”
wrote Paul Cezanne,
“There is only good art and bad art.”

The Montreal Urban Sketchers were out sketching out today and the weather was beautiful, even though a tad cold with the wind. Surprisingly it was colder in Montreal than in Rigaud… as we live in the forest, there is rarely any wind. When I first decided to draw this majestic building, I did not know how intricate that it would be… and I kept thinking, “why did I choose to draw this building?” However, in the end I was quite happy to have completed it! I might have time tomorrow to paint it… I hope so -)

Paper: Field Watercolor journal 7″ x 10″
Pen: Platinum Desk Pen EF DP1000AB
Ink: Noodlers Lexington Grey
Location: Église St-Enfant-Jésus du Mile End


Three for one :: Trois pour un

“A friend,” wrote the poet and philosopher John O’Donohue in his beautiful meditation on the Ancient Celtic notion of anam cara, “awakens your life in order to free the wild possibilities within you.”
— Brain Pickings

My first love has to be drawing and if I decide to paint, without drawing first, the downhill trend is quite steep and abrupt, I lose all faculties for pressing onwards and I get all mixed up — really do not know where to put the paints. However, if I draw first, it grounds me and then I can actually do what I want, without the fear of ruining the drawing or painting. Funny huh? This drawing is a triple bonus because the two pots that hold the cactus were created by me during a pottery workshop in Hemmingford that I followed with one of my very good friends a few weeks ago. It is quite surprising that the pots fit perfectly one into the other as it had not been intended that way…  I was pleasantly surprised! One of my friends has organized a small communal painting/drawing event where we each paint/draw three paintings in a sketchbook and then pass on to another artist. I am the second one in the list, and I will be passing it on to France in a week or so. I do not know yet if I will paint it or not… another joy of drawing first. I have the choice. So nice -)

This little cactus has grown quite a bit, and it is close to my heart as it was given to all guests for an event that my little niece had organized. I will not see her as much now as recent family events are looming over chances of meeting up. Still… it is close to my heart, as she is. Today Canada geese were flying over my house, in beautiful amazing triangles, honking high and loud and announcing to everyone that cared to listen that Spring has arrived.. our beautiful harbingers of Spring.

Paper: Handbook created by my friend Chi Mai
Fountain Pen: Sailor Desk fountain pen
Ink: De Atrementis Document Ink Black
Location: Rigaud, Québec, Canada

Cactus Plant

Cactus Plant

The wall in front :: Le mur en face

Drawing is the honesty of the art. There is no possibility of cheating. It is either good or bad. (Salvador Dali).

I think that what I love best is to draw… even though the process of painting makes me the most satisfied once completed. So imagine when I draw and I paint all in the same day… it is nirvana -) The act of seeing a fine fountain pen travel through a page and seeing a shape emerge, fascinates me. So here is another one of my late night drawings.

Je pense que ce que j’aime le plus est de dessiner… et le procédé de peindre me donne la plus grande satisfaction! Imaginez si je dessine et je peins dans la même journée… c’est le nirvana -) Le fait de voir un plume fontaine voyager sur une page blanche et que je vois une forme apparaître me fascine. Voici une autre de mes peintures tardives de soirée.

Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook
Fountain Pen: Pilot Penmanship EF
Noodlers’ Lexington Grey
Location: Rigaud, Québec, Canada


Take 1 & 2 :: Prises 1 & 2

Learn to draw. Try to make your hand so unconsciously adept that it will put down what you feel without your having to think of your hands. Then you can think of the thing before you. (Sherwood Anderson)

My jittery dog finally got to sleep after his second daily walk so I started sketching him… and just as I was getting there, he jerked, got up, made a few turns, and then flopped down with a bang on the wood floor, shifting places as his head had been comfortably resting on a rug. Drawing people and animals is difficult for me. Luckily sketching my dog does not intimidate me, as people drawing does.

Mon chien s’est finalement endormi après sa deuxième promenade de la journée donc j’ai pu commencer à le dessiner … et comme j’étais dans le “moment”, il sursauta, se leva, fit quelques tours, puis se laissa tomber d’un coup sur le plancher, en changeant de place. Dessiner les gens et les animaux est difficile pour moi. Heureusement dessiner mon chien ne m’intimide pas, comme dessiner les personnes le fait.

Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook
Fountain Pen: Pilot Prera F
Ink: Noodlers’ Ink #41 Brown
Location: Rigaud, Québec, Canada


Patience is perfection :: La patience est perfection

A line is a dot that went for a walk.

Paul Klee

This is not the first time that I try painting my beautiful brook… and it surely will not be the last! So, I treaded carefully today, drawing first and then hesitating… should I paint it right away? or should I wait? I opted for the second option. The reason for the waiting is because I need to think about how I will paint it… to me, water and waterways are daunting, and I have managed to ruin many of my paintings. Tomorrow I will paint it and I might post it, if it is a reasonable success… if not, this view will suffice -)

Ce n’est pas la première fois que j’essaie de peindre mon ruisseau… et ce ne sera sûrement pas la dernière! Aujourd’hui j’ai commencé par le dessiner, et j’ai arrêté car je me demandais si j’étais pour le peindre tout de suite… ou attendre. Pourquoi attendre? Car pour moi peindre de l’eau ou des cours d’eau est bien difficile, et je dois y penser… je dois y réfléchir et ne pas me lancer sans aucune espèce d’idée où je m’en vais. J’ai tellement ruiné de peintures que l’expérience me dicte d’être patiente -) Demain je vais la peindre, et si j’ai un succès raisonnable vous allez la voir… sinon, celle-ci va suffire -)))

Paper: Handbook Travelogue Series, grand portrait size
Fountain Pen: Pilot Prera F
Ink: Noodlers’ Lexington Grey
Location: Rigaud, Québec, Canada


Sleeping Beauties :: Les beautés somnolentes

In the province of Québec, hockey is a passion. Every saturday night, when hockey season is ongoing, especially when the Montreal Canadians are playing, my husband and Pyper (our dog) get settled down to watch the game… and within a few minutes, I would say 10 at the most, they become sleeping beauties! And I must add that it is not only hockey that has this magical effect on them — football seems to work perfectly also. So this is my “time” to draw these two beauties while they are unaware of my intentions as drawing “live” people is very intimidating for me. Pyper sometimes seems to have a 7th sense to fidget the minute that I zoom in on him — humph!

Au Québec, le hockey est une institution et une passion. À tous les samedis soirs, quand les Canadiens jouent, mon chum et Pyper (notre chien) s’asseoient ensemble pour l’écouter… et je vous jure, en-dedans de 10 minutes, les deux sont partis au nirvana. Ils dorment! Cependant la minute que la voix des commentateurs s’élèvent, les yeux s’entre-ouvrent pour voir ce qui se passe — pourrait-on dire qu’ils somnolent? Et mieux encore la magie se fait aller aussi avec le football!!! Moi ça me permet de les dessiner à ma guise, au fil des semaines…

Moleskine Sketchbook 5″ x8″
Fountain Pen: Twisbi Classic EF
Ink: Noodlers’ #41 Brown


Spring Cleaning :: Ménage du printemps

When I am finishing a picture I hold some God-made object up to it–a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand–as a kind of final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash between the two, it is bad art.
— Marc Chagall

Being cheap in painting is a sure way of ruining a fine drawing. (Note to myself: please remember this one Jane!) I have been yearning to clean up my colour palette and add some new paints for quite awhile now… So as a true representative of the scottish tribe that I am–let’s say frugal–I have been trying to finish off the unused paints before cleaning up my palette… with the disastrous effect that there is a reason why I have not been using them… they are just bad colours, for me anyway. So tomorrow I will be spring cleaning my palette and start fresh. Let’s stop this frugalness… for now -)))

Étant une vraie écossaise — donc frugale — j’ai tendance à garder certaines couleurs dans ma palette, même celles qui ne m’interpellent pas — en essayant de les utiliser quand même! Donc demain je vais faire le ménage du printemps dans mes couleurs et repartir à neuf. C’est assez les niaiseries -)

Paper: Handbook Travelogue Sketchbook
Fountain Pen: Pilot Prera F
Ink: Noodlers’ Lexington Gray


The majestic tree :: Arbre majestueux

I am the voice of wind
and wave and tree,
Of stern desires and blind,
Of strength to be…
— Charles G. D. Roberts “Autochthon”

Trees have longer lives than ours and were here before man. How strange to me that we do not see them, are blind to their majestic grace. So here is an ode to all of the trees of this planet, our lungs! I am grateful for their existence. Painting inspired by Arthur Rackham.

Les arbres vivent plus longtemps que nous et étaient présents sur cette Terre bien avant nous. Comment étrange que nous ne les voyons presque plus, leur grâce ignorée. Voici un ode à toutes les arbres sur cette planète, nos poumons! Sans eux, où serions-nous? Peinture inspirée par Arthur Rackham.

Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook
Pen: Sailor Desk
Ink: Carbon Ink


Destiny :: Destinée

“Each man had only one genuine vocation – to find the way to himself…. His task was to discover his own destiny – not an arbitrary one – and to live it out wholly and resolutely within himself. Everything else was only a would-be existence, an attempt at evasion, a flight back to the ideals of the masses, conformity and fear of one’s own inwardness.” 
― Hermann Hesse

As I was trying to draw this student, who thankfully had his back to me, it made me nervous… nervous that he would just walk away, nervous that he would find out that I was attempting to draw him and nervous that someone would be watching me drawing him. Why does drawing people make me so nervous? Perhaps because I am a private person that does not like prying into other people’s lives? My mind kept going back to the question that Herman Hesse is asking… what is this young man’s destiny? What lies on the road ahead of him? Will he be happy? Famous? Have a hard life? A good life? No one knows… does he?

 En dessinant cet élève, qui heureusement était de dos à moi, j’étais très nerveuse… nerveuse qu’il partirait tout d’un coup et que mon modèle ne serait plus là, peur qu’il s’aperçoive que j’étais en train de le dessiner, peur que quelqu’un d’autre me voit le dessiner… combien d’angoisses peuvent surgir en si peu de temps? Pourquoi est-ce que dessiner des personnes sur le vif m’angoisse tant? Un manque d’expérience peut-être? Étant une personne privée, je n’aime pas m’introduire dans la vie des gens. Mon esprit retournait aux mots de Herman Hesse… quelle est sa destinée à ce jeune homme? Quel sera le trajet de sa vie? Heureuse? Facile? Difficile? Personne le sait… le sait-il?

Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook
Fountain Pen: Pilot Prera F
Ink: Noodlers Lexington Gray
Colours: Prussian Blue, Raw Sienna and Burnt Sienna


Arthur Rackham

“Like the sundial, my paint box counts no hours but sunny ones.”  ― Arthur Rackham While I was drawing a section of my kitchen this morning, I started thinking about drawing with a fine ink pen and my mind automatically drifted to Arthur Rackham’s (1867-1939) amazing art. I think that many artists learn by looking, observing, learning to see the work of famous, and not so famous artists. One artist that I have loved since I was a little girl is Arthur Rackham. He was, and still is, an amazing artist and well worth your perusing. He has a way of bringing life to trees in a way that no other can do. I have included two of his paintings in this post so that you can see what I mean. Pendant que je dessinais une partie de ma cuisine ce matin, mes pensées se sont tournées vers Arthur Rackham, un artiste que je chérie depuis ma tendre enfance. La façon qu’il travaille la ligne, et ses arbres, est incroyable! Les artistes apprennent leur métier de façons bien différentes et une est d’observer les grands artistes de ce monde. Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook Fountain Pen: Pilot Prera F Ink: Noodlers’ Lexington Grey 20140218_Kitchen                           a028317208c92613227219ac933bd0f2 6e3b09c8978fa0f127b3fc153695ea2a

Reverse order :: Ordre inversé

While I was drawing a typical house architecture in the region of Valleyfield today, I started thinking about certain differences that I encounter when drawing versus watercolour painting. When I first start looking at a subject, in this case the house, I start thinking in terms of layers… what will be behind, and what will be in front.

When I start drawing in the lines, I start with the objects that are in front of the other ones (this way you do not run into the problem of having lines crisscrossing behind other objects). Once I finish the drawing, then I start  in a reverse order with the watercolour… I paint the objects that are behind and finish with the objects that are in front… funny huh? I just thought that it is kind of funny to realize that both processes are in reverse order of each other. So that’s it for today -)

Quand je regarde mon sujet de la journée, je pense aux objets qui seront en-avant et en-arrière… en calques…. et quand je me mets à dessiner, je dessine toujours les objets qui sont en-avant en premier m’en allant vers l’arrière (de cette façon on évite de dessiner des lignes qui devraient rester en-arrière). Par contre, quand je commence à peindre en aquarelles, je fais exactement le contraire! Je commence par peindre, en calques, les objets qui sont en-arrière en avançant vers le devant… étrange, huh? Je trouve ça intéressant que les deux procédés sont inversés… selon mon humble opinion -)))

Sketchbook: Handbook Travelogue
Colours: Raw Sienna, Burnt Sienna & French Ultramarine
Fountain Pen: Pilot Penmanship EF
Ink: Noodlers Lexington Grey


Feathers :: Plumes

Drawing in a Moleskine Sketchbook with a good quality fountain pen is heaven for me. As the sketchbook has a glaze finish on the pages, the ink flows smoothly without scratching. It reminds me of my young days as a graphic artist when I would set my X-Acto knife into the Rubylith or Amberlith to cut out the parts that were not masked… it was such a sensuous feeling. Today I practiced merging & radiating lines, using as an excuse “duck feathers”.

Dessiner dans un Moleskine Sketchbook est toujours un grand plaisir pour moi, surtout si j’utilise une plume fontaine comme le Sailor Desk Fountain Pen EF sur ce papier recouvert d’une glaise qui rend la glisse ultra sensuelle. Ça me fait penser au temps où j’étais une jeune graphiste avec un X-Acto en main découpant des parties de rubylith ou d’amberlith… quelle sensation. Aujourd’hui j’ai décidé de pratiquer des lignes en fusion et en rayonnement avec des plumes de canard.

Sketchbook: Moleskine Sketchbook
Fountain Pen: Sailor Desk Fountain Pen EF
Ink: Carbon Ink


Restating Exercise

I just wanted to mention that I have amazing students this year, for both of the courses that I teach in first and second year in our Publication Design & Hypermedia program. This is a three year program at CÉGEP level (between high school and university in Québec) where students graduate with amazing competencies — web design for mobile apps such as iPhones/Androids, tablets and desktops, html, css, javascript, Epubs, WordPress, web design, print design, typography, photography, some animation, how to setup their own business, how to work in teams, and how to work on themselves also.

Some of our students struggle and some just swim through it, as if they were born to do this. They have several shows such as the Trade Fair and also a Vernissage at the end of their three years. However I wanted to mention today that our present cohorts are just totally amazing… they are nice, thoughtful and intelligent persons which makes it a pleasure to teach.

They also learn how to sketch — which I am extremely honoured of helping them out… from thumbnails for design purposes in the creative process, how to look at composition, tonal values, perspective drawing, how to communicate through the use of drawing… and some of them are sketching like crazy and for some, it is arduous. But they are doing it! So proud of them!!! So this restating sketch is dedicated to them, to entice them into “just doing it” and stop thinking about it (where the anguish sets in). This took about 10 minutes and I used the restating technique.

Je me sens bien privilégiée d’enseigner de si bons élèves — et ils sont bons à cause qu’ils sont intelligents, gentils, motivés et ils veulent apprendre ce qu’on leur enseigne. Ça fait tellement de bien pour un enseignant d’avoir ce type d’élève!

J’enseigne dans un programme au niveau collégial “Cégep” (qui est entre l’école secondaire et l’université) qui se nomme “Publication Design & Hypermedia” où ils apprennent le design web pour les applications mobiles comme les iPhones/Androids, tablettes et desktops, html, css, javascript, Epubs, WordPress, le design pour l’impression, la typographie, la photographie, une base d’animation, comment partir leur propre compagnie, comment travailler en équipe, et aussi travailler sur eux-mêmes. Certains de nos élèves sont comme un poisson dans l’eau dans notre programme, et d’autres rencontrent des difficultés. Mais ils apprenent pleins de choses, et c’est toujours très émouvant de les voir entrer quand ils ont 16-17 ans et les voir partir 3 ans plus tard, matures et prêts à entrer dans le monde adulte. Beaucoup continuent leurs études à l’université.

Une des choses dont je suis le plus fière est le fait que mes élèves apprennent à dessiner — des croquis, des esquisses, des valeurs de tonalité, la perspective, différentes techniques de dessin et certains élèves encore sont comme des poissons dans l’eau et d’autres, rencontrent des embuches mais persévèrent. Je suis extrêmement fière d’eux et je leur souhaite une très belle journée! 

Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook
Ink: Noodlers Lexington Grey
Fountain Pen: Pilot FlexiGrip EF

What was I thinking? :: Qu’est-ce que je pensais?

The other day I  passed in front of a farmhouse that I found beautiful and today was the day that I was going to paint it… well! It seems as though that was not to be. As I was halfway through the first stages of painting, a face appears in my car window. The man smiled at me and seemed to be wondering what I was doing there, so right away I decided to show him what I was doing. Well! He could not contain himself as he wanted me to see his 40 oil paintings. So he says: “Let me show you my 40 paintings — hell! no one seems them”. He seemed so nice! I got out of the car that was parked in the road, left everything in it, did not even lock it or bring my car keys (what was I thinking?) and followed him. Luckily this was on a very secluded road and I guessed that my painting materials, and car, and purse, would still be there when I returned? We went into his house and he showed me his 40 paintings… some in the kitchen, living room, bedroom? and basement? Geez! What was I thinking!!! Well, turns out that he was a very nice and enthusiastic man that just wanted to share his job of painting. His wife appeared as I was leaving the house (wonder what she was thinking about me!) I really think that I am watching too many movies. When I retold the story to my husband he told me calmly: “Jane, you should not be going into strange man’s houses alone”. So guess what? When I got back into the car, the purse and all of the painting materials and the keys were still in the ignition -) I left with my unfinished painting…

So tonight I quickly drew people that are in James Richards’ excellent website James Richards. I love the way that he draws people.

Il y a une ferme à Rigaud que je voulais peindre depuis un bout de temps. Donc aujourd’hui j’ai stationné mon automobile dans la rue et je me suis mis à peindre… et soudainement je vois le visage d’un homme qui rentre sa tête dans la vitre ouverte. Je réalise qu’il se demande ce que je fais et je lui montre ma peinture. Eh bien! Il en revenait pas et voulait absolument que je vois ses 40 peintures à l’huile! Contre mon meilleur jugement je suis sortie de l’auto, en laissant mes clés, ma bourse, tous mes matériaux de peinture et mon auto — débarrée et toute prête à se faire voler! Qu’est-ce que je pensais??? Anyway, je l’ai suivi dans sa maison pour voir ses peintures dans la cuisine, le salon, la chambre à coucher? le sous-sol? Le portique? Qu’est-ce que je pensais, pouvez-vous me le dire? En sortant de la maison, sa femme arrivait et je me demande ce qu’elle pensait elle aussi? 

Donc quand je suis retournée dans mon auto, pas capable de peindre et je suis revenue à la maison les mains bredouilles. Ce soir j’ai dessiné des personnes et je me suis basée sur les excellents dessins de personnage de James Richards.

Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook
Ink: Noodlers #41 Brown & Black
Pen: TWISBI Mini EF Fountain Pen


Those eyes :: Ces yeux…

Drawing faces is my next challenge… so I started with the eyes. I am also letting you know that we are going to NYC… so I will probably not be able to post as we will be quite busy. I am going to see John Singer Sargent’s watercolour exhibit. Yeah! The exhibit will be at the Brooklyn Museum until July 28th, 2013 if you want to catch it.

Peindre des visages est mon prochain challenge… donc j’ai commencé avec les yeux. Je vous laisse savoir que nous partons pour NYC pour aller voir, entre autre, les aquarelles de John Singer Sargent. Si vous êtes intéressé à y aller, cette exposition va être présente au Musée de Brooklyn jusqu’au 28 juillet 2013. Yeah!

Colours: Payne’s Grey
Paper:  Trav•e•logue series artist journals by Hand•book Journal Co.
Size: 5.5″ x 5.5″

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Daily Sketching/Drawing

For the past three weeks I have been neglecting my daily sketching/drawing moments for a reason. I sprained my knee 3 weeks ago and with the physio treatments, on top of my teaching duties plus the routine of walking in the house with crutches, I simply did not have the energy — life in those moments is soooo slow and everything takes so much time to do.

What is strange is that sketching/drawing re-energizes me — so why did I put it off? I posted this today just to show that even 10 minutes of drawing soothes the soul. Why did I stop? As you can see my hand has become un-trained… it is unsure of itself, my eyes are not as keen thus my drawing is not up to par. So I have published this one so that tomorrow morning I hurry up to post a better one — that is my motivation, sometimes ;-)

Pour les trois dernières semaines, j’ai négligé de peindre car je me suis fait une entorse au genou et faute de temps, car si on ajoute trois rendez-vous par semaine de physiothérapie, en plus de marcher en béquilles, plus les tâches relatives à l’enseignement, la vie ralentit tellement… ou je pourrais dire que tout prend tellement de temps que la vie semble ralentir? Donc après un temps d’arrêt d’environ trois semaines ma main est moins sûre d’elle-même, mes  yeux sont moins observateurs, les angles sont moins sûres… donc je me dépêche à publier ce dessin pour que j’en fasse un autre demain — vite, vite, la main doit revenir à ce qu’elle était ;-)

Paper: Small Moleskine Sketchbook
Ink: Black Carbon Ink (Permanent)
Pen: Platinum Fountain Desk Carbon Pen, Super Fine