Tracey Fletcher King

Art and Illustrations

Friday, 18 July 2014

A morning walk ...

I am at my favourite spot in the world at the moment
So I thought you might like to join me on my morning walk
Not paintings I know but it was just so lovely
The cold makes for an amazing sun rise
And they are worth still not being able to feel fingers or toes
Enjoy and happy painting all...xx

Did you miss Tuesday's post... 
Here is the link in case you want to see some more perfume bottles http://traceyfletcherking.blogspot.com.au/2014/07/coming-back-for-more.html

Tuesday, 15 July 2014

Coming back for more...

The blithe statement at the end of the last post that I was off to paint up the deer heads
may have been a touch premature
as they appear to be a little more challenging than I expected
so you are getting new sketches of a perfume bottle or two
After a few rather disastrous attempts at the deer
Which kept looking oddly like cows that had been run over by steamrollers
I turned to finishing off some perfume bottles to get my confidence back
Not that it was that shaken... more stirred perhaps
And a perfume bottle or two put it to rights
especially as they were both able to be painted in my favourite blues

One of the things I love about drawing and painting is the whole risk of it
every now and again you get something that turns around and bites you on the hand
 nothing you do can save it... and it bites you again and again
it may be a seemingly innocuous looking mug
or something as different as a miniature cardboard deer head
you never know which things are going to have a piece of your drawing sanity
it is one of the great challenges and always keeps it interesting
never knowing if this is the painting that is going to explode in your hands is half the fun
the whole high creative stakes thing is kind of what I love if I am honest

I know sometimes people get freaked out by the whole ruining it phenomenon
and I am not entirely immune to that
but I like that slight quickening of the heartbeat before you put paint onto a drawing
I like the leap, the whole risk factor, the who knows how it will turn out feeling
It is fabulous how it makes me concentrate and focus and not draw on automatic pilot
I like that the solution has to be puzzled out and the process is not immediately obvious
if I am feeling that then I know I will be creatively engaged and interested
It makes me happy just thinking about it

After all it isn't exactly going to have huge consequences is it 
if a painting is mucked up
the world isn't going to suddenly tilt on its axis leading to total annihilation
the way it would if I was to ever see the end of the washing pile
there is no physical risk to life and limb
Though perhaps Sinus may feel there is a risk to his life and limb
if I am having a bad drawing day
It doesn't mean life is bad, or I am bad, or that I can never laugh again
or that I will never create anything of worth ever again
I am not going to suddenly lose heart and quit drawing because I made a dud
It's just not that big a deal in the scheme of things... It is just pen and paper and a bit of paint
I have destroyed my share of paintings... every week
And there isn't a sketchbook on the shelf that doesn't have pages that are appalling
but I can say there isn't one piece of work that has made my life worse

I haven't learnt from all of them
I have repeated the same mistakes... Many times
I have mucked up and destroyed perfectly promising starts
But then I have also had success clutched from the jaws of defeat
Pieces that make me happy and bring back great memories
Finished work I am proud of, or moderately tolerant of as well as some that I think are utter crap
But they are all mine... My time, my effort, my results
imperfect, a disaster or fabulous... it just doesn't matter
it means that I have had time to paint and draw
The bad ones make me more creatively resilient
And the good ones keep me coming back for more
So bring on more squished cow deer heads people... I am ready for them

happy painting all...xx

Friday, 11 July 2014

Blame Sinus...

Every now and again I am forced to wonder how on earth Sinus and I have lasted for 25 years
now I know I am no picnic to live with sometimes
and all three of us are pretty strong in the pester power stakes
especially Phantom... she is truly gifted in wearing us down
but this week Sinus has driven me nuts harassing me into writing this post
personally I didn't think it was post worthy
but in the interests of humouring him so that he changes the subject
and also so that I am not forced to stab him in the eye with a pitchfork while he sleeps
I am writing this lame arse post
I wanted to write about the deer heads, or the model hand that I bought
and yes it has been arranged to make rude gestures
I have never pretended that we are into highbrow humour around here
so in defiance of Sinus's badgering I did sneak it into the drawing
but if you find the post boring then blame Sinus....

Costco has finally come to Brisbane
yep that's about the extent of it
well not quite because nothing is ever that simple with Sinus
Sinus and I braved the drive north to find it
which given the fact that Sinus can be directionally challenged was no sure thing
then he got distracted by the Bunnings next door to Costco
Bunnings is a big box hardware store for the non Australians
which was the cleanest Bunnings Sinus had ever seen apparently
I know this because he told everyone... employees, strangers, everyone
but once we got out of the cleanest Bunnings in the world we finally headed across the road

we then braved the line to join because Sinus may have overstated his having signed up online
turns out he was too cold to get out of bed and get his card
so huge line it was
but finally we had our cards and entered that cavernous wonderfulness
 that houses epic amounts of toilet paper and paper towels
it was rather weird as there was a strong sense of deja vu from our time in Florida
but not quite, as it of course has a huge number of Australian products
which made it familiar ... but not 

There were all our old favourites
giant jars of olives and peppers
breakfast cereal in containers so large that they could see you through the apocalypse
and those giant packets of crisps that could act as pillows for small animals
but then there were also some new wonders
huge packets of leeks that were actually affordable
compared to the normal cost that practically requires you sell a kidney
and giant packets of bed socks
which are necessities as we suffer through an unusually cold winter
not to mention my favourite pens for next to nothing
I was mightily excited by those pens
and perhaps I was a bit punchdrunk and went on about the pens a bit
but that pales in comparison to Sinus harassing me to draw the pens
and write about our Costco trip
it is no exaggeration to say he has "suggested" this post 21 345 times in the last four days

So there you have it
we went to Costco
we got cheap pens
we got lost coming home
and we have toilet paper for the next several months
I am now going to go and draw the miniature cardboard deer heads
that are new to the studio wall and are begging to be posted about
there are soooooo many deer puns I could be using right now
but in the interests of preserving marital harmony you have Costco
and hopefully I now have peace....

happy painting and Paint Party Friday all...xx

Wednesday, 9 July 2014

Mid Week Ramblings...

Sketchbook Skool semester 2, "Seeing",  started last Friday
and in an attempt to make myself accountable and do the homework
 I am blogging this week's homework
We started by having to draw toast
yep toast... weird right
kind of gloriously weird though
and due to Phantom's celiac-ness, and my intolerance I had to draw some gluten free fruit toast
as that was all we had in the house
It is quite palatable when hot
but when it is cold it should be known as Spongebob Squarepants on a plate
I swear this stuff could absorb an ocean when it is cold

the second part of the homework was to lay down background colour quickly
then add detail slowly in pen, concentrating on observation
kind of fun even if I didn't get into the detail so much
I enjoyed it enough to give it another shot
and painted and drew the bloody kitchenaide mixer
it was quite meditative and gave me time to consider some mid week oddities

like the fact that my Dad came in for a visit yesterday
and it turns out we have matching hair at the moment
like seriously matching
I like to call it my electric badger look as it is very dark at the roots
but takes on quite a silver tip
and I now know who to blame for the fact that my hair permanently looks like my finger is stuck in an electrical socket as it grows out after chemo
Nice one Daddy dearest... thanks for those genes

Sinus man is also becoming quite the handyman and studio renovator
check out the rack he added to the wall to complete the studio makeover
beyond perfect for larger sketchbooks
I have no clue what happened to my old husband
who, quite frankly was about as handy as a one armed, drunken blind man
but I am keeping the new version
he is showing some serious skills
skills which included passing wind and laughing like a maniac while installing this beauty
but hey the stench dissipated and I was left with this wonder

It does feel as though my ramblings are starting to ramble
so I am going to leave it there
and get back to attempting to revitalise some urban sketching skills
thanks to a fabulous photo that my friend Mary took on the 4th of July
if Sinus can show new skills then surely an electric badger can
minus the farting I hope
happy painting all ...

Friday, 4 July 2014

I Know It's Cheesy...

I know it is cheesy
but I feel grate...
and not just because I finally got to use that pun
which, quite frankly, I have been storing for months
but because this week I had all of my one year scans and CT's
and poor lefty was podded, poked and squished
by the last twenty remaining people in the city who hadn't previously done so
and after a very long few days waiting for results
I was given the all clear for my first milestone
No evidence of disease and no evidence that it has spread
so if that isn't reason to feel grate then I don't know what is

In celebration of one year down and just four to go to be called cured
I went all out and drew
my grater
which goes to show how seriously I wanted to use that pun
but of course it was a touch boring and weird looking sitting on the page alone
and I didn't feel like drawing cheese
that would be too cheesy and punny even for me
so the food processor got a run

I tried to process some puns that were appropriate 
but that is embarrassingly lame
and after I had drawn it I realised that I have this other grater thing that I could have drawn
which is actually really cool and brightly coloured and interesting shape
it would have been a much better piece of work
but it didn't occur to me until too late
and I am not so into the pun that I would start again
so it is a mildly boring take on such fabulous news

But it is fabulous news no matter how bland the celebratory drawing
and I satisfied my constant need for bright colour
 by redrawing my pencil box from the tutorial thing from Tuesday's post
well it almost satisfies it... but not quite
I am feeling the need for brighter, stronger colour so I am off to work on more perfume bottles
happy painting all...xx

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