It is also a story about a fight between me and paper, strange, smooth, cheap, glossy, useless paper, which I ripped and burn and salted, to make it work for me. Ink and Kuretake change their colors, sunk in it, become unrecognizable and I am not sure that I was right to insist on using it, it would, probably, look richer on watercolor paper.
I like to draw simple things like bread and soup, tea kettle, because this objects carrying warmth and peace, same for everyone, it is about people without depicting people.
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I'm rather a hermit myself. Would prefer to just stay home all of the time. Lovely painting and beautiful walls in your friend's home.
I love both, the room and the drawing!!! You did a wonderful job!!
You are very humble about your work... those simple subjects you depict speak VOLUMES about life and human nature and who we are and what makes us happy... Your work is brilliant and conveys such emotion. I'd like to see how you go about creating one of your pieces. I really love the one with the birds too! Wow!
Thank you very much, CrimsonLeaves, I so agree with you, home is the best place on Earth. :-)
Thank you very much, Looseart, I finished all the good paper , have to go to the City for another bunch and it is not happening, so I am trying to use my old leftovers, feel bad to throw it out. I am planning to move soon, so want to take only good stuff with me. :-)
Thank you very much, Katherine, you are very kind to me. I am trying to get all I can from life, because know too well that we all temporary and if we won't say or do something today we will never do it.
And whatever touches my heart burning till I am trying to bring it to paper, than I can deal with that, this how drawings happen.
I love Marcel Proust very much and the way he writes, his memories brighter and deeper than reality, he relives his life many times and in many different ways. Same for drawings. :-)
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