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This one’s for the birds

Posted in art, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on January 19, 2009 by Cherie
Birdhouse Painting - FREE

Birdhouse Painting - FREE

OK, I give up on the birdhouse painting. It’s just too cartoony for me. I think it would have been a more charming/sweeter painting if the size were smaller. Maybe like a little 5×7. Instead, it’s 11×14 and frankly, just not working out. This is a bad start to my new art chapter, but, hey, you win some you lose some. Right?

With that said, anyone want a FREE painting? Maybe someone else will appreciate more than me. If you’re interested, leave a comment or shoot me an email. And if I don’t hear from anyone, then I’ll take it that everyone agrees with me and I’ll file this one away with a few other painting tragedies.

From birds back to dogs, here’s my next subject: My dog (and yes, this is the little terror that destroyed my art portfolio noted in a previous post. The only reason why I keep her is because she’s so cute.)

My next subject

My next subject

1/16/09 – The dog ate my homework

Posted in art with tags , , , , , , , on January 16, 2009 by Cherie

My golden retriever turned one at Thanksgiving. I’ve been experimenting with how much I can trust her in the house while I’m gone. Yesterday, she failed…miserably! This is what I came home to last night:

What I see as I walk in my door.

What I see as I walk in my door.

Another sad view.

Another sad view.

What you are looking at is my college drawing portfolio from my life drawing classes. I couldn’t believe it! The dog ate my homework! Granted, it’s from 10 years ago, but it was my homework! Word to the wise: do NOT store your art portfolio under your couch if you have a dog. I understand my drawings were nothing amazing, but they represented a part of me from my college days. That’s what makes me so sad. Luckily, one of my favorite drawings was mostly unripped. I called my framing friend to see if he could salvage it for me and frame it. We shall see.

Here are a few remaining pieces:

I don't remember who he was, but he was spared.

I don't remember who he was, but he was spared.

The foot on this drawing used to be one of my favorite parts. It's now in the trash or in my dog's stomach.

The foot on this drawing used to be one of my favorite parts. It's now in the trash or in my dog's stomach.

So there you go. Maybe my dog is trying to tell me something. Is it, “Cherie, your drawings suck.”? Maybe she just wants me to know that paper tastes really good. I don’t know. But today is a new day. The ironic thing is that I signed up for a life drawing class that starts in February because I loved it so much when I was in college. Sigh. I guess this just means I need to start a new chapter in Life Drawing.

When is Happy Hour?