steel is still going up at the higher levels, while the building is being enclosed along the northern street level...
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
Saturday, April 4, 2015
As the pastor reminded us, although each Sunday throughout the year we remember the cross in various ways, it is on Good Friday that we have the opportunity to set our hearts exclusively on the pain and suffering and death of Jesus. And when we seek out the reality of the cross, we come to a deeper understanding of the reality of how we are blessed.
"And so with thankfulness and faith we rise
To respond, - and to remember
Our call to follow in the steps of Christ
As His body here on earth.
As we share in His suffering
We proclaim Christ will come again!
And we’ll join in the feast of heaven
Around the table of the King "
from "Behold The Lamb"
Keith and Kristyn Getty & Stuart Townend
at 10:58 AM
Thursday, April 2, 2015
Construction continues briskly at the MacEwan site, with part of the second floor slab being prepared for the pour.
I have discovered that, unlike the other water soluble pens I was using a while back, Papermate pens retain quite a bit of the line even after a wash is applied (at least on the sketchbook I am using now), and they allow me to still retain control over the drawing while enjoying an easy way of adding character.
at 11:01 PM
Sunday, March 29, 2015
The steel framing is being erected in a hurry, and the bowl can now be readily visualized.
at 10:14 PM
Friday, March 27, 2015
Some more daffodils, on the gestural side of things...
But this post is more about my daughter, who, after drawing her version of the bouquet, offered to sketch a portrait of me drawing the flowers. Significantly, that image seems to me to be the first "true" portrait of someone drawn from observation -- a real-life sketch rather than a caricature or drawing from the imagination. It shows in the ways she has been attentive to posture, angles, and details, even my upward glance towards the petals that were above my eye level, in an attempt to draw what she sees, and not what she thinks she sees.
at 1:24 AM
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Bright yellow daffodils, bought at the local grocery...
Daffodils remind me of the trip we took to England last March, where they were in bloom throughout coutryside church yards. I will always now associate daffodils with English springtime and that worship service in Exeter Cathedral where freshly cut stems were distributed in celebration of motherhood. But lodged deeper in my past, it recalls a brand of margarine with a TV ad we grew up with in Australia, and whose catchy tune has stubbornly remained in my brain for around 30 years. Drawing these flowers brings me back to some childhood moments as I search for that commercial on Youtube... !
at 1:07 AM
Monday, March 9, 2015
A quick sketch from a late night shift as a volunteer at a casino to raise funds for a school... done under pressure, after being informed that security may take issue with sketching on site (because photography on site is prohibited... say what?!).
Alberta adopts a "charitable gaming" policy, in which eligible charitable organizations technically "host" all of the "gaming events" and share in the revenue as a way to raise funds. It's a strange concept, in which teams of volunteers from a charitable organization "run" the place with the assistance of a hired third party advisor to conduct the event (i.e. the casino).
at 4:15 AM
Saturday, March 7, 2015
Thursday, March 5, 2015
was a hole in the ground a month ago now has a main floor slab, and more columns are being poured. It's relatively quiet during the three lunch hours I sketched this week, but even still there are teams of concrete workers and form work carpenters swarming over the site... there's a nice buzz of busy-ness. With at least two major construction sites within easy walking distance from the office, the summer lunchtime sketching routine looks very promising. Now just waiting for the weather...
at 10:25 PM
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Sunday, March 1, 2015
Two quick doodles from a series of gestural sketches of my daughter, in which some interesting things occurred... the first, a rather calligraphy-like flow and composition which coincides with a recent, passing fascination with ancient script, originating from my current re-reading of one of my favourite novels (Inoue Yasushi's "Tonko", or "Tun-huang"), and the second, a curious resemblance of my mother in her younger years as we approach another birthday since her passing 3 years ago.
at 10:29 PM
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Monday, February 16, 2015
It's Family Day in Alberta, and the kids create some collages with images from their current favourite "worlds"... those of Star Wars and My Little Pony. All I did was collect digital pictures and print them off. Unlike my own tendency to endlessly ruminate and deliberate and plan and agonize, the kids knew exactly what they wanted to do with the images and simply ran with their visions to create their spaceship story book and an Equestria Girls journal. I can't help but wonder how I can recover this uncluttered creative process again as an adult...
at 11:11 PM