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Finally -- the third instalment in the great work-in-progress. OK, disciplined I'm not. Parts one and two were over two weeks ago. I find myself doing the strangest activities at the strangest hours because I don't have to punch a time clock -- and I love that I have that kind of freedom -- but it's amazing how trivial activities can supercede more important ones, and just how quickly the higher-priority ones can get away from you. I still find myself racing to meet deadlines, in spite of the supposed control I have over my own time. I think there's an adrenaline addiction 'issue' with those of us who are chronic procrastinators.
...and I listened.
Considering I've had my nose to the grindstone for weeks now and haven't had time/headspace for any reflective thoughts -- and therefore posts -- I was quite surprised to check out one of my own favourite places for insight and perspective, Bibi's Beat, and discover she'd given me a Thinking Blogger's Award. My immediate reaction was that there had been some mistake, followed by the normal run of suspicion, blame, and, ultimately, acceptance. (Just kidding, Vicki ~ and who paid you..?) Since I'd pretty much run out of gas over here anyway, I was just thrilled to have something to write about. Thanks for that, too, Vicki.
loyal admirer of the razor-sharp wit of Kyknoord for almost two years. He writes about his personal life in a way in which Shakespeare would approve: tragedy and comedy seamlessly intertwined. He also keeps his picture of himself to himself. I'm guessing that this guy, from his Flickr site, is him. (And this is how I get you back for getting a digital SLR before me, you cad.)
2. Cherrypie of Dipping My Toes Back In the Water ~ Take a single mum who is a practitioner of the noble legal profession, add a major dose of self-deprecation and hilarious commentary on pop culture, and you get the most readable blog north of London. (Not only that, her legs have an uncanny resemblance to those of Sienna Miller.)
pretentiousness with an intelligence and wit that deserves a little crowing about now and then -- but she never does. It's completely charming. Not only that, she's a Southern Baptist who votes Democrat, appreciates real art and drinks her tea hot. I love that.
4. Chitty at Riding the Slipstream ~ What is it about Africa anyway? And why do many of my favourite blogs come from South African men? (You, too, Nomad.) (My secret obsession with Africa started when I was 10 years old and bedridden with a severely-broken leg, reading Born Free books -- but I digress.) Like Kyknoord, I have been reading Chitty's blog for a long time now. I love his hilariously no-holds-barred accounts of the life of the single(ish) guy on the urban corporate ladder: no punches pulled, no weak spots unprobed.
Unknown is lousy at sharing -- and since I'm a self-centred so-and-so then I'm no good unless I'm getting direct stimulation myself -- but I always enjoy my visits to his blog. He cuts to the heart of the matter faster than a speeding bullet, and when not commenting on the state of American and world politics, there's a gentle humour about his art and writing that is impossible to resist.
I think I've given myself carpal tunnel syndrome. I've spent two long days rebuilding my website and I'm pretty pleased with it, but haven't checked everything out so if you take a look, please click on a few links and let me know if you find any broken or weird ones. I really like the clean, uncluttered look of black on white (it doesn't compete with the artwork and God knows I hate competition! :), which is why I went with the original Blogger template (and have kept it) and why I went with this new look on my website. The only problem was that my favourite fonts weren't available by my web hosting company so I had to dig around a bit to work my current favourite 'Adler' into the mix.
These two pictures represent the eye motions of two viewers as they scan a work of art with the goal of remembering it later. One of them is a trained artist, and the other is a trained psychologist. Can you tell which is which? Read this article. (I knew immediately which was which.)
Something humorous (you knew it was coming and there's more where this one came from):
A couple of days ago I discovered a widget on a blog sidebar for this new made-to-order greeting card company. I was immediately intrigued and had to try setting up shop for myself using some of my digital photography and monochrome-on-black drawings. The length x width ratio is part of the reason for this; anything outside a 21-15 ratio becomes distorted as the cards are one size/full bleed. I'm not really impressed with the widget so haven't added it yet ... still thinking on that one. Do drop by and take a look.Labels: art cards, drawing, greeting cards, photography



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Labels: art, birds, cats, digital paper, drawing, etsy, fish, printers
Thanks, Tara and Dinah.Labels: bird, cat, etsy, fish, illustration friday, original art, total

I believe creativity happens everywhere, not just in the arts. Marketing is definitely a prominent hook on which to hang the Creative Thinking hat (thanks for the metaphor, Brian), so to creatively market a creative product like, say, a painting results in a veritable explosion of creative juices (euw). Case in point: paintings by numbers. There's even a blog. If that's not brilliant, then I'll eat my bank card. Never mind, there's nothing there to eat anyway because I wasn't clever enough to think of this! And to prove it, I have my first ever appointment with a tax accountant on Friday. As if to make me feel better about this (not), I got the latest Washington Post's Mensa Invitational in my inbox a couple of days ago. To wit:Labels: art, creativity, marketing, painting, taxes

Labels: art, federation of canadian artists, painting, success

Any Canadian with an interest in art is well acquainted with this painting, 1954's Horse and Train. It is an incredibly haunting image, unforgettable and with deeply existential overtones. But did you know how tiny it actually is? Its value per square inch must be astronomical, especially after his less celebrated Soldier and Girl At Station sold for $663,750 at auction last year. Horse and Train was inspired by a poem published in 1949 by the South African writer Roy Campbell. The poem includes the lines: "Against a regiment I oppose a brain / And a dark horse against an armoured train."
Seven years ago, at the age of 80, Colville painted a nude self-portrait called Studio that created a bit of a stir. It took me awhile to track down the image online but finally found it here (page 4). I was delighted to see that, as an octegenarian, he's still got it. It also reminded me of my favourite studio art instructor at UVic. Glenn Howarth always challenged us in our life drawing classes, regularly bringing in nude models as disparate as his nine-months pregnant girlfriend, an almost emaciated young man, two lazy Golden Retrievers and, best of all, a woman in her
sixties or seventies who he sat in an old dentist's chair. I even still have have the drawing I did that day. Howarth was a fantastic teacher, the best I had at university (and, interestingly, the one with the fewest academic qualifications). If I still lived in Victoria I would so be taking drawing classes with him.
I'm not a big fan of shopping but there are certain places that I always have a hard time leaving without adding just one more thing. One of those is Staples. I love stationery stores! Today, while getting letter stencils, I bought a hanging folder file and a couple of gelpens and ... which generated a re-org of my little office corner. While I was gone, Etsy added a great little widget feature for sidebars called the Etsy Mini, which caused me to reorganise that, too and remove a few superfluous links.
And speaking of space organisation, check out glumbert.com - the folding chair and the origami car.
I got this huge parcel in the mail today. I was baffled because the two measly prints I ordered were on 10" x 12" paper, so why the big package? Then I saw how amazingly they had protected, wrapped and boxed the prints. Unveiling them was even better; the quality of the prints is the best I've ever seen. They weren't cheap but the results were well worth the investment.
Now the commercial: The prints came from a New York state printer called iPrintfromHome.com recommended to me by Angela. I was totally blown away by the quality of the whole transaction and highly recommend them to anyone needing top-notch printing work done.
Now I need your input. I have added both these prints to my Etsy shop. I need feedback re. the marketability/saleability of (a) small, top quality art prints and (b) these particular images. Are my Primal Landscapes best left as large original paintings, or do you think they're mainstream enough to appeal to the small print buyer's market?