Monday, February 25, 2013

Street scene in Brooklyn.

I found this old piece of paper and was happy to dig into ink again, even my brain is still in rotation about how to finish changes I started.
Something really attractive in that symbiosis of machinery and people. I used ink, Kuretake and Lamy Safari pen.

Saturday, February 23, 2013

Yesterday running around with brush and without.

Sample on the wall for lobby, love working with plasters.

Drew vines on few floors, patches of grass and path with flowers, few blue puddles.
Met interesting woman. During lunch on the floor behind piano (cold russian kotleta with Dijon mustard and buckwheat, and not a bad coffee) spoke about art, Amsterdam, russian art teaching, my first lesson in art school about composition (thanks to my teacher, who I disliked, who is probably dead for at list 20 years, he was old then, as it seemed to 18 year old me, in his late 40ties, but who gave me guidance in that complicated world of building composition and it unspoken rules), about Mixol tints, we used and I am thinking to buy for myself.
 Nothing will follow, probably. It is not easy to make new friends, when life is so hectic and I am loosing my old friends and have no time to be with myself.

Friday, February 22, 2013

3 boys.

My 3 boys trying to keep warm near the portable heater (my cousin lend me), our central unit still doesn't work. :-)

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Old work and insomnia.

Battling with insomnia again and feeling under the weather.
This photo shows old work, landscape in the pool room, did touch ups on this some time ago.
Bottom part done on broken pieces of tiles, to make it more durable, where most touch ups occurred.
I really miss drawing and mainly seeing things in that artsy way, when everything magically turns into a painting. Now I am, sort of, afraid to loose control and gripping to constantly changing reality, bumping into new people and situations, demanding solutions, feeling more and more tired and detached.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Speed of life is crazy.

I am really afraid to forget how to draw in ink. So much going on, so many people to coordinate, talk to,  so many people want me to make them happy, and immediately. So many people make mistakes. I feel bad for them. I am, probably, one of them.
I put one more day, I ate their chollant, I came home around midnight, because till noon was battling with Ikea on the phone.
The guy asked me is I was born with a brush in my hand. I used both hands. Today gotta plan brook for staircase, for tomorrow, he wants more and more, curving on second floor.
Here would be mirror with intricate golden frame.
Yesterday bought tiny liquid tints, Mixol, for another client's work, love it, gotta get a set for myself. Premixed colors, awesome palette.

Friday, February 15, 2013

Insomnia and paint.

Little pencil sketch in Gamma sketchbook early in the morning. I woke up at 3 am and couldn't sleep anymore. While drawing, I shut my eyes tight, it burnt, and suddenly I felt that I have 4 pairs of eyes, 8 all together, and they shut synchronically. Interesting feeling. I carry ball pen and my old green mechanical pencil with me, and sketchbook, nothing else, because keep doing other things but drawing.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013


I did "old world" in my kitchen, love playing with texture, even pressed for time. Camera didn't get the color right, it is more pale and more coffee in it.
I love this tile for back splash, even don't know how it would work with other colors. They discontinued some of them, only blues left, but I will grab this fleur-de lis in a heart beat. And may be mix with plain yellows. Handmade, I would like to paint it myself, but, no time. One day I will be happy to paint little pastoral scenes with  shepherds and sheep, women in dresses, small houses in blue colors on tiles. Beloved Holland tiles.
It was warm outside, even wet snow started to fall, from up here everything seemed so distant and unreal.

Saturday, February 9, 2013

On the run and stressed.

One and a half days of drawing on the wall between trying to coordinate ongoing progress of my relocating to a new place and spastic attempts to keep some sort of normality. Awkward introduction to a new neighbors on the staircase, knowing that they will experience soon enough my noisy little dogs and my loud music.
Another view from my balcony, in the evening, looking on Sheepshead Bay. How to attempt to draw such a complex panorama?

Wednesday, February 6, 2013


Another page in Gamma sketchbook by Stillman and Birn, drawn with my beloved green ancient mechanical pencil "Bell System Pr" operty is covered by charming yellow patch, which makes the whole pencil look like cabbage, garden, scallion or Cabbage Patch Doll.
The led is 1.18mm, it is thick and thin, soft and hard, a bit squarey,  really versatile and makes my heart melt.
I drew a little scene in my living room, which is not resembling a living room yet.

Just one page.

Scribbling in my deprived Gamma sketchbook between phone calls and irritation by loud giggly receptionists gave me few minutes of piece and chance to hold my adorable green vintage pencil Bell System.
I was stupid enough to mention to my daughter that besides doubling my medication doc told me to stay away from coffee, now I will never be able to have my coffee in the morning. :-(
  Interesting reads today in the morning, I like the idea to focus on human. Mirin Dajo.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Uneasy day.

Being bullied by consequences of my attempts to do renovation, fighting aggravation and high blood pressure, I am using hours of insomnia to surf the web and look and learn.

Running into Andrew Wyeth and, probably, getting his book with sketches.

I really enjoy this E-recipes site with clever designs and delicious ideas, hoping one day to be free enough to try it.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Cat from pet shop.

Drawing of the Cat from the pet shop in Brooklyn. He is pretty big and has very serious eyes. After wordless deep conversation between us, I felt a little ashamed of myself and left in a hurry. Maybe, we, people, can do a little more for others and each other. Ink and Kuretake.