Tuesday, November 30, 2010

NEW SHADE
















I had a friend request a drawing for her home. Exciting challenge, indeed! I try to incorporate the things about a person that are those things that no matter the age, time, or place - are a part of who they are. Two things about her that always come to mind are her love for the color purple and the flittering and fanciful Tinkerbell, then I throw in a little of myself in with the things I know of her. The white space in this represents the new shade, that is untouched and ready to be rested in. It's saying, "Step inside this space for a new coolness and a fresh breeze." It's hope and newness surrounded by comfort. I hope this new shade in her home provides just that upon each glance and that it's new and different with each pass.

19"x24"
SOLD

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

SOUL FEATHERS





















My soul feathers are made up of lines that inspire me, that make me feel free in thought and that give me comfort. I imagined this one up on a foggy early morning walk through a woodsy neighborhood where I felt like I was swimming through the misty air and shadows of trees and dreams. The birds nests are where my soul feathers came from. They are my Mother's eyes, which were hazel.  The birth of my soul through my Mother's eyes.  After my Mother passed away, I remember my Dad telling me about a dream he had of her, and it was solely her eyes he saw, and what I saw and heard in his eyes and words were my Mother's soul reaching out to him.  The eyes are the gateway to the soul.  I get that.  And these are my soul feathers, fluffed by my mothers eyes and inspiration.

22"x30"
SOLD (original)
Prints available

Friday, July 16, 2010

LATE BLOOMER
















First, I feel comforted by these colors, and I think that when I started this piece, I was looking for an escape from high energy. So much of my drawings are based on experience, feelings, emotions - and I think I was ready for a gear shift. This involved, at first, dots - just tapping my energy away with some easy on the eye (mind) colors! Then I got bored with the dots, gave my 'easy Sunday drive' passenger a slightly playful look with my hand hovering over the gear shift and punched the clutch and slid right into a new gear. I do not draw and drive, nor do I have a passenger in my brain, but I felt that this was the best way to explain the variation here. And much like people, sometimes, it takes a while to get to who a person really is. If you are patient, you may get to see something completely different and enjoyable and your view changes on that person. The gift of that allowance to each of us would be a glorious thing, more practiced, you think?

11"x14" Bristol acid free Recycled paper

Friday, July 2, 2010

METAPHOR MAN



















We can sometimes bury ourselves amongst a world of beautiful metaphors, stories, experiences...so much that nothing and no one can ever really get to the real being. Surrounded by life, but still untouchable. A beautiful mess, if you like.
I listened to "November 1, 1832" by Balmorhea a lot while drawing the tree. 159 times to be exact, on repeat until every root was drawn. Something about it is beautiful and painful. It makes you smile and cry. Which were the thoughts and feeling behind how this drawing developed.

14"x17"
Le Plume II and Sharpie
SOLD

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

JULY SHOW @ STARBUCKS. 5TH & LAMAR

I've been busy these past few months wrapping up a lot of drawings (finished another one last night that I can't wait to share with you all) and beginning quite a few more pieces. I'm playing around with a few different surfaces to see what happens that also happen to be about three times the size of anything I've done thus far. It's exciting!

I'll be installing my drawing in the Starbucks @ 5th and Lamar on Thursday July 1st. They will be there all month. Hope you can swing by for a cup 'o joe and a look at my 'stories'. If you are free Thursday, come by and say hi! I'll be around by 7:30 and there for a few hours.

Enjoy the mid-summer rain until then!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

LEAF ON LEAF



















I tried to combine a couple of my favorite things about nature with in these lines. The first thing is nature up close and how much how its function is like ours. The second thing is the layers of nature and the change in shades. Every vein of every green thing is full of life and here for our adoration. And for fun, have you ever listened to, "Have You Ever" by Brandi Carlile? Please do! I'm pretty sure it was played a time or two while working on my leaves.

11"x14" original
Sharpie and Le Plume II pen

SOLD (original) $425
Prints available

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

INSIDE OUT


















A couple of weekends ago I went to Daryl Colburn's studio for a work shop "Embrace Your Essence" - emptying the old to put in the new. I really didn't know what to expect. I knew that it would involve some copper, a torch, hammers, and a journal. I went in wearing a white shirt (which everyone questioned when I got there) and I somehow walked away after hours of torching and pounding the copper with my shirt still white. Now when I look back, I see that and tie it into the weekend in its entirety. I'm sure people do this workshop for a variety of reasons. Perhaps to do some soul searching, to relieve some pent up emotions, to express some creativity, or heck - just to do something they have never done before. I'd say no matter the reason for signing up, you'll walk away feeling fulfilled. To create something with your own two hands is the best thing someone can do for them selves. With the help of Daryl, who has spent years in this environment (creating with a heart and purpose to express) the experience is smooth. Even if what you uncover is rocky, I could imagine a rockier way to uncover it!

Everything was metaphorical. The copper is your essence. The torch is love. The hammer is the world. You start out nice, clean and flat...and after time...love and the world have worked us into these bent up heaps that resemble nothing like what used to be. Some good, some bad. Some we are aware of, and some we are not. Starting out I felt like I knew what I was doing. I was folding it (myself) just the way I wanted so I would look just the way I wanted. After a couple rounds of heating and hammering...I had NO control - I was just trying to get this heap into the smallest form possible with a sledge hammer with out feeling too much reverberation in the aftermath! Still hammering with thought though...thinking about the troubles in life, the things that frustrate me about myself and others, the things that disappoint me and others, the energy I seek to work through those... and my shirt was still white! Day two. Time to undo all that I had worked so hard at. The un-doing proved to be WAY more difficult than the doing. I couldn't do it alone. I had to ask for help. At one point, there were three of us pulling on my heap to open it up. I could not have accomplished what I did with out the help of Daryl and Sherrie. As is in life - there are things we can not accomplish on our own. We may think we have conquered it all, but what's unknown is what you can conquer with a little help from a friendly foe.

The weekend was perfect for me. I needed that practical application of self and action to work through some of the things that tug at me. I can talk all four legs off a horse, but I won't ever get anything done until I actually do something. So - this was a good way for me to sort of step out side of myself and watch what I do to myself. I named the piece INSIDE OUT. Me bringing what is hidden inside, out. There are still some areas that are a little more difficult to be seen...but they are open enough to where they still get a breeze, to be found by some wonderer wandering through the woods on an afternoon stroll when they suddenly stumble upon the unseen. And what I learned: I am stubborn. I take the difficult road even when the easy road is just as accessible but I still take the difficult road to prove a point...as to what that point is...??? And as much as I try to prove I can do everything on my own, I prefer company.

And now for the white shirt tie-in. No matter how damaged you may feel, no matter how far from the stranger you used to be that you long to be again, no matter the challenges ahead - it is still possible to come out bright and shiny. It may take some long hours - some pleasant, some not, and a little help from friends - but it is possible.

I look forward to working with copper again. Stay tuned...

http://www.darylgcolburn.com/workshops.html