Life Drawing

Our fortnightly life drawing group was pared down to a minimum this week, with one other artist, the model and I, so we spent up some of the kitty to pay her.

The repaired heater was working beautifully, the icy wind was howling outside, the parrots feeding on the deck, and the Raga Dolls Orchestra sounding particularly nice on the CD Player. What more could we ask?

I will take a photo of my best drawing and list it soon.

"There are painters who transform the sun to a yellow spot, but there are others who with the help of their art and their intelligence, transform a yellow spot into the sun."
.... Pablo Picasso

'Nude 2' - 5" X 7" original oil on canvas board.

'Nude 1' - 5" X 7" Original Oil on canvas board.

Nothing Worse than a Cold Model

Local artists usually have a fortnightly meeting at a local hall, hire a model and draw for two hours. Mid winter at Yarragon Hall is not a good place to be at 10am, and our model was battling serious goose bumps, and we were having to work on the extra drapery she needed to keep warm. So I offered my studio, saying we had plenty of room and an excellent heater.

A week before, the said heater decided to pack it in, and led me into a panic stricken series of phone calls and visits from the repairman. A new compressor was put in the day before our session, and I relaxed somewhat, but no, it was still a no-go.

Plan B had to be put in place, and I readied the house for an influx of artists and easels. We all jammed into our dining area, and the model had a prized place near the fire. Tight, but friendly. All had a productive day and certainly pronounced it a great success. No-one knew the hostess had been rushing around preparing for a head-spinning two hours beforehand, to meet them all calmly at the door.

Still no heater, and no new paintings as it's as cold as a grave down in my hidey-hole. Maybe I'll list some life drawings! Or drag everything up here..........