Thursday, October 11, 2012

Green night.

I named it Green Night because of unreal yellow-green light which  lit up this corner of the small Brooklyn street. Adorable street signs, balding trees. I, probably, project my own feelings, as usual, after reading about Ingeborg Bachmann and her in the book by Max Frisch "Gantenbein", the book, which I bought for my daughter not so long ago and loved in my youth, never knew that he wrote about Ingeborg Bachmann and their complicated love story. And I got sad reading about her in her forties burning to death alone in her Rome apartment, leaving unfinished books...
Anyway, about drawing, I scraped some lines on beautiful expensive paper with broken syringe, then drew with ink and couple of Kuretake brush pens.

2 comments:

CrimsonLeaves said...

Just beautiful, as always, Nikira. Love the soft colors mixing with the browns too. I can see where the scraping technique could be quite useful. Haven't heard of the books you mentioned, though they sound intriguing.

Nikira said...

Thank you very much, CrimsonLeaves! I used a bit of salt here too, but it doesn't show much on this paper. Max Frisch was Swiss writer, I remember only this book by him, "Gantenbein", it was pretty shocking for my youth imagination. I read quite a lot at those years and few names stuck in my memory, which I am happy to offer to my daughter, even I understand that she lives in different time, in different country and speak different language. I was able to find this book only in paper format, because she reads mostly in Kindle, and now I am too.