The Liz Steel Effect

How did people learn to draw/sketch/paint before the internet?  The availability of so much informatoin and access to so many great artists and their art has certainly changed things.  I think, for those willing to take advantage of these riches, it’s significantly eased the learning curve.  I’ve certainly benefited.

But the effects of internet sketcher interactions goes far beyond any discussions of art.  Through the sketching groups we get to visit other countries, wander their city streets, learn things about their cultures and perspectives.  Maybe more important, we learn that we’re all more alike than we are different.  It’s truly amazing.

I to tell you about a particular impact that sketches have had on my life that have nothing to do with sketching.  I call it the Liz Steel Effect.

Liz Steel is an Australian architect who happens to be a sketcher extraordinaire and a tea drinker.  I first came to admire Liz because of her great building sketches but her other favorite subject is the British style tea cup.

Until Liz, I never owned one of these beauties.  Until recently I had no idea what ‘bone china’ was.  Nor did I care.  But there were her sketches, a steady stream of wonderful tea cup sketches.

When I finally saw a tea cup and held it in my hands, I just had to buy it.  Then I bought another, and another.  At this point, my growing collection only numbers six, but I’m enjoying them thoroughly.  I’m convinced the tea tastes better.

Stillman & Birn Alpha (9x6), Pilot Falcon, Platinum Carbon Black

Stillman & Birn Alpha (9×6), Pilot Falcon, Platinum Carbon Black

And so, when Liz’s part of Sketchbook Skool came up, I had a tea cup to draw when she showed us how.  I could even choose from among four (I’ve since bought two more) which I would draw.  In creating this sketch I learned something else, that’s probably obvious to everyone else.  It’s a whole lot easier to draw something like this when your sketchbook is laying flat on a table than it is with the sketchbook balanced on your knees like more normal method of sketching.  I might have to do it more often (grin).

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Nouvelle France In Quebec City

2014-08-09NouvelleFrance1Every August, Quebec holds a festival to celebrate the founding of Nouvelle France in North America.  Lots of people dress in period dress. There’s a large food court serving traditional foods, a parade, fireworks, and a bunch of other activities.  The festival attracts thousands of people who enjoy the ambiance of our old port area and this year was no exception.

It’s also the case that we sketchers took advantage of the sketching opportunities.  I was there on Saturday, along with nine of my betters in the sketching world.  We had a great time, though the crowds are always a bit overwhelming for me.

This year I only took a small, 4×6 Monologue sketchbook but I kept it warm with my pen scratching.  Here are a few of the sketches I did during the day.

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I liked the texture and angles of the arm/rifle so I isolated on these in this sketch

I liked the texture and angles of the arm/rifle so I isolated on these in this sketch

I wanted to do a building sketch but with all the people around, finding a subject I could actually see was difficult.  I went to the top stairs of the cathedral and, looking across the courtyard,  sketched the top of the buildings.  The format is too small for that much landscape but it was fun regardless.

 

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Sketching Quebec’s Aquarium

I was supposed to meet sketching buddy Fernande at the Nouvelle-France festival but she wrote to say that it was supposed to rain and that maybe it would be better to go to the aquarium.  I said ok, that I’d meet her there but that I bet it wouldn’t rain.

It rained.  I was wrong – again.  At least I’m consistent.  When I arrived it was raining and Fernande had not yet arrived.  I went to the main aquarium building sat in the corner of the foyer and sketched an outdoor scene through the window.  One of the really great things about our aquarium is that there is a lot to sketch outdoors when weather permits and an equal amount of stuff to sketch indoors if it rains, even if you don’t think it will.

Stillman & Birn Beta (6x8), Pilot Falcon, Platinum Carbon Black

Stillman & Birn Beta (6×8), Pilot Falcon, Platinum Carbon Black

Once Fernande arrived we started wandering indoors, looking for sketching opportunities.  Unfortunately, we chose the same day to visit as a convoy of school buses full of kids.  The place was packed, prohibiting us from being able to sketch without being trampled.  After a while we decided that eating lunch was the solution.  And so we did.

Moleskine watercolor notebook (3x5), Pilot Falcon, Platinum Carbon Black

Moleskine watercolor notebook (3×5), Pilot Falcon, Platinum Carbon Black

In this case the virtue of patience was rewarded.  The school buses packed up, the crowds thinned out, and we found something to sketch.

By this time, though, I was getting tired so I chose a small subject – a seahorse.

We’re heading back Monday for another session.

 

A Slow-Sketcher Approach To Bird Sketching

If molasses could sketch, it would do so at the same rate as I do.  This is a problem mostly when I try to sketch crowds of people, highway traffic, bee hives, and… BIRDS!

I love birds but gosh they won’t sit still.  Audubon had a solution.  It was called a shotgun, but I’m an urban sketcher and, even if I were so inclined, me thinks the authorities might frown on that method.  So what can a molasses sketcher do?  Ah HA, says I.  A solution I have found.  Here’s what you do:

1) Get a 12″ x 12″ piece of 3/4″ pine.  Home Depot is a good source.
2) Using a scroll saw, cut out the profile of the bird you want to draw.
3) Paint it in suitable colors.  I recommend Sibley’s Field Guide to Birds for color reference.
4) Drill a 1/2″ hole in the bottom edge of the cutout.
5) Shove a 1/2″ dowel into the hole.
6) Go to your garden and shove the 1/2″ dowel into the ground.
7) Get a nice cold drink, a lawn chair with a glass-holder, and sit down in front of your bird.
8) Draw your bird as slowly as you like.  Life is sweet.
Monologue A6 sketchbook (4x6), Pilot Falcon, Platinum Carbon Black

Monologue A6 sketchbook (4×6), Pilot Falcon, Platinum Carbon Black

The Willingness To Learn

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“Wisdom is not a product of schooling but of the lifelong attempt to acquire it.” ― Albert Einstein

It’s said that we old folks don’t learn as quickly as young kids.  Our brains are pretty firmly wired, it’s said, while kid brains are just gathering steam when it comes to wiring.  Whether that’s true or not is above my pay grade.

What I do know is that a kid’s willingness to learn, and to be thrilled by the activity, is boundless.  Watch any kid learning to walk.  How many adults in the same situation, after having fallen a gazillion times without moving three feet, would say “It’s too hard” and sat down on the floor, asking for the TV remote.

I’m writing this because I just witnessed the cutest example of a child’s joy from learning.  A tiny tot, probably no more than a couple years old, was walking along the sidewalk.  She proudly made her way along, expending a great deal of energy to maintain her position ahead of mom.  You could tell she was working hard.  Heck, her poor legs were soooo short.

She got to a place where the sidewalk had been cracked and lifted by a large tree root.  Her side of the sidewalk was three to four inches below where she needed to go.  Undaunted, she carefully put her left foot on the higher level and stepped up to the higher level.  Then she stopped.  I guess she was thinking because the next thing she did was jump.

That’s right.  Standing in place she just jumped up, coming down in exactly the same place.  She took a step and jumped again.  Another second of pause and this time, apparently realizing she needed to do something more than just jump upward, she took a step and leaped up and forward.  When she came down she immediately looked up at her mother with a big smile on her face.  Next time she’d be ready for the cracks in the road.  She needed no class, no teacher.  All she needed was desire and a bit of persistence.

I think this is how we learn art, or should.  We’ve got to jump, then jump again.  Are you jumping?