Pink Sky Cycling is the business that I work in with two lovely friends. This has taken up much of my time during twelve weeks of this spring and summer (and is still not over yet). Here’s how it works
We pack our vans with bikes and equipment.
Our learners gather……
And we teach them how to become confident and assertive cyclists.
But sometimes we sit in the van and wait for the rain to stop.
It’s a tough life but someone has to do it!
Still reading ‘The Awakened Eye’ by Frederick Franck and mulling over his ideas. One of the consequences is that I have laid aside my coloured pencils for a while and I have been working outside rather than in the studio (grand name for the spare bedroom). At the end of the book he lays out his ten commandments, and as I found them so interesting and shall be trying to integrate them into my practice I am taking the liberty of including them here in full:
The ten commandments on seeing/drawing were revealed to me on a mountain, but also in a meadow, on an beach and even in the subway. For their revelation did not come all at once, but in instalments, as it were, over the years, and always while I was busy drawing, and invariably on holy ground. But that may be because, while drawing, all ground is holy, unseparated from the Whole.
- You shall draw everything and every day.
- You shall not wait for inspiration, for it comes not while you wait but while you work.
- You shall forget all you think you know and, even more, all you have been taught.
- You shall not adore your good drawings and promptly forget your bad ones.
- You shall not draw with exhibitions in mind, nor to please any critic but yourself.
- You shall trust none but your own eye and make your hand follow it.
- You shall consider the mouse you draw as more important than the contents of all the museums in the world for..
- You shall love the Ten Thousand Things with all your heart and a blade of grass as yourself.
- Let each drawing be your first: a celebration of the eye awakened.
- You shall not worry about ‘being of your time’, for you are your time. And it is brief.
That’s the plan anyway, since writing this I have already not achieved commandment #1 but what the heck? I am really thinking about #4 and #5 these are the faults that I need to challenge.
Here are this week’s efforts….. working outside in the shade trying to draw foxgloves in the breeze, the ones where it does not look like I was looking? well that’s how I drew them – I did not look at the paper, experimented with pen and ink. I think my eye is not confident enough to draw with ink so I went back to pencil.
Next I tried my most complicated plant yet – a trailing geranium.
And lastly, another afternoon in the garden where my beloved teasels are stretching up to the sunshine, great crowds of them lifting their arms up. My first coloured pencil drawing was a teasel leaf; I could only manage a section of leaf then as I thought the whole thing way too difficult to draw. But one year on it looks like I am more confident.
I sound like a cracked record going round and round, but again this week the pencil did not hit paper very much. Below is my entire output, a practice for getting the colours right! And now I think the Foxgloves are past their best so I might have to wait until next year to have another go.
But on the positive side, I have had another go at the photography lark and think I have now solved the problem of photographing paper to my satisfaction. The solution was in the exposure. My paper now looks ‘white (ish)’ instead of dingey greyish. So I am happy about that and can let it go………..
I have been following the blog of occasionalartist over the past weeks and have been very interested in the work she is doing with paper and sewing and they reminded me of the last quilt I made just in the square shapes coming off a flat surface and the shadows and dimensions that are created. Materials used: plain white fabric, coloured threads applied with overlocker, and plastic tags (the type that hold labels onto clothes that get cut off and thrown away).
I have been reading an inspiring book, ‘The Awakened Eye’ (a companion volume to The Zen of Seeing, SEEING/DRAWING as meditation) by Frederick Franck. This is my early morning read, as I enjoy my first cup of tea of the day and my copy is now littered with little orange post it notes as I find things to try and remember. My favourite extracts follow:
- There is no other valid reason for drawing than the awareness of the eye awakening from its half-sleep.
- If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration, but timelessness, the eternal life belongs to those who live in the present – say Wittgenstein
- The leaf I just picked is already going limp, then I see it shrivel. While seeing/drawing I see each thing living its own time, as I am living my time, my life-time. The awakened eye becomes utterly aware of the fleetingness of all that passes before it, of this eye still seeing, of this hand still moving, still tracing…………
- When I draw in line with a pen or a sharp pencil I am compelled to the most intense, uninterrupted attention to and awareness of what my eye perceives. It makes it impossible to deceive, to humour or to flatter myself. The quality of my line shows up every attempt at a cover-up, a pretense. Looking at my drawing once it is finished, I can’t help becoming my own graphologist: I see instantly every flagging of my concentration, every incompetence, every trick!
I hit a low spot last week; took on too much so I felt overburdened and put upon. But action has been taken – I have dropped one commitment and reviewed my attitude to my own efforts (I would hate to work for me, I am a hard taskmaster indeed). But enough of this already and onto what has made it onto paper this week.
In the hope that eventually I would draw something that I would like to own as mine own, I fiddled around with my signature. My initials are S & H which together can look like a dollar sign ($). Here are my efforts, I wanted to include the date in some way but decided that month and year were enough:
The one I think I will go with is below, but looking at it again I might change my mind (any comments or suggestions would be appreciated).
Plant of the week was the wonderful Foxglove; they spread themselves elegantly about the garden in shades of cream, white and maroon, with beautiful markings; just beautiful and enticing to draw. Despite the lush colour I stayed with pencil.