No theme or grand plan or challenge entry - this is a tile drawn for the sake of drawing alone.
I used another of the tiles cut from old packaging that I debuted last week. The colour combination is so warming it seems to pull whatever you put on it closer together.
I used a couple of the recent new tangles featured on TanglePatterns. Whirlee is a delight - I love the way it appears so natural, like sycamore keys, while also looking mechanical like propellers. Twizted is mesmerising in its repetive strokes and makes me think of the corn dollies my mother used to collect and hang above the kitchen window. I love it when a tangle dislodges a long forgotten memory in that way.
I felt like some symmetry so that explains the layout. And added a bit of colour using dry Inktense pencils. One strange thing happened with those. Last time I placed the colour after the lines of black Micron and it dulled the black. But this time I placed and blended the brown first and then drew over it with the Micron - with no problem. But when I went to do the same on the white of the Whirlee the pen kept clogging. Somehow the white pencil must be made slightly differently? It proved to be a labour of love as I had to wipe clean my pen point after almost every Tipple!
The finished piece makes me think of the shift of seasons which is creeping closer every day - autumn in its bronzed glory humbly stepping aside for the chill cloak of winter.
Friday, 21 November 2014
Monday, 10 November 2014
waste not, want not
This week's guest Diva challenge invited us to draw a tritangle while contemplating the notion of thanks.
A while ago I cut a few tiles out of some card mailing envelopes that my second-hand books had arrived in. Today seemed a good day to use one. I like using fine papers, but there is something appealing about using what would otherwise head to the recycling bin too! I like reading new books, those crisp pages, and unbroken spine. But there's appeal in the old yellow ones too - thinking of all those hands they have passed through.
While I tangled I thought about some of the things that made me thankful in that moment. These pens I was using to create line and the pencils to add colour. The bones and muscles that facilitated the movement that turned my ideas into something tanglible. The light (as dim as it was on this rainy November day) that lit me as I drew. The square of card that was receiving the ink. The envelope that travelled to me delivering a book I will enjoy reading, gaining pleasurable or education or both. And the tree that grew to eventually form both the book and the envelope and the tile. It's all quite incredible when you start to think of it like that!
A while ago I cut a few tiles out of some card mailing envelopes that my second-hand books had arrived in. Today seemed a good day to use one. I like using fine papers, but there is something appealing about using what would otherwise head to the recycling bin too! I like reading new books, those crisp pages, and unbroken spine. But there's appeal in the old yellow ones too - thinking of all those hands they have passed through.
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| Muted pleasures - Trio, Huggins and XYP - coloured with dry Inktense pencil |
While I tangled I thought about some of the things that made me thankful in that moment. These pens I was using to create line and the pencils to add colour. The bones and muscles that facilitated the movement that turned my ideas into something tanglible. The light (as dim as it was on this rainy November day) that lit me as I drew. The square of card that was receiving the ink. The envelope that travelled to me delivering a book I will enjoy reading, gaining pleasurable or education or both. And the tree that grew to eventually form both the book and the envelope and the tile. It's all quite incredible when you start to think of it like that!
Saturday, 8 November 2014
obscured view
Life is still getting in the way of tangling. I've started to make brief visits to my sketchbook again, but actually drawing on a tile has been rare. And posting and sharing those results even rarer.
But here's a little something I knocked out for this week's Diva Challenge. I wasn't in the calmest frame of mind when I drew it and that shows in the wobbly lines, but Seton is forgiving tangle, that turns wobbles into rustic charm.
I adore how Seton provides the bare framework for us to embellish in endless ways. Here I chose to use my own tangle, Kitl for the fill. For some strange reason I often forget to use my own tangles when drawing!
A bit of colour and I'm quite pleased with the finished image. I like the strange sense of looking through bars onto a patterned wall, or seen another way a tiled wall. This confusion sums up my state of mind of late - sometimes it's hard to know quite what you're looking at.
But here's a little something I knocked out for this week's Diva Challenge. I wasn't in the calmest frame of mind when I drew it and that shows in the wobbly lines, but Seton is forgiving tangle, that turns wobbles into rustic charm.
I adore how Seton provides the bare framework for us to embellish in endless ways. Here I chose to use my own tangle, Kitl for the fill. For some strange reason I often forget to use my own tangles when drawing!
A bit of colour and I'm quite pleased with the finished image. I like the strange sense of looking through bars onto a patterned wall, or seen another way a tiled wall. This confusion sums up my state of mind of late - sometimes it's hard to know quite what you're looking at.
Wednesday, 22 October 2014
rolling in the deep
I had read this post from the always inspirational Helen Williams - and went away with the intention of playing with her Steps tangle. But something went a bit wrong, but I really like the wrongness. The way the thing bulges and twists and fills out in some areas but not in others. Like a creature from the deepest seas - part fish, part plant. I surround it with a few sympathetic friends, and colour the tile in murky blues and greys.
It has sat on my shelf in a little frame for the last week or so, watching me without eyes - waiting and knowing that more lines of ink will surely follow. And they do.
Friday, 12 September 2014
clouds and memories
I drew some Drip Drop along part of the string line, and then added some Inktense colour into two of the sections. Once dry I tangled these with Dust Bunny - a tangle that is easy to underestimate - it looks like quite lazy bumpy spirals, but with some gentle placement and shading it looks wonderful - like stirred clouds, or the kind of fabric pattern long lost to easier decades. I did my final shading with a Zig Clean Color brush pen.
And once I'd finished I realised I'd dislodged a long lost memory. I used to own a single earring, bands of black and silver and crushed turquoise. It looked a whole lot like one of the Drip Drops. I don't know where I got it from, and I only ever had one. I used to wear it all the time. It was second hand, which doesn't seem that hygienic but when you're young you care less about that kind of thing. I presume someone had lost it and I found it. I don't know where it is now, I haven't seen it in years. Perhaps it's moved on to a new owner, or found its way back to its mate.
Wednesday, 10 September 2014
in the arms of the angles
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| With added Knight's Bridge and Onamato-ish orbs |
Some new tangles seem to encourage me to play with them using multiple lines - somehow this helps me feel the shape of them, get to know how they move and work, and thereby draw them again and again by feeling the tangle as opposed to thinking of how to draw it. So that's where I started with Ing - as can be seen in these two tiles.
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| Perhaps not my most elegant tile but somehow quite amusing! |
On the next tile I did three vertical straight edged Ing. They look so architectural and sharp - metallic but also wooden, and also icy. I wrapped an odd tube thing round them with a few tangle-tendrils coming from the ends. And I though I'd leave it there - but it felt a bit lacking - so some Msst from above and a few shiny stones below and a bit more balance was achieved.
It's hard to believe that pen and pencil on paper can convey such solidity and such movement - but they do. I know I won't be the only one Ing-ing for quite some time!
Thursday, 4 September 2014
x-did done good
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| Stage 1 - my pencil lines went diagonally from bottom left to top right |
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| Stage 2 - getting there |
That done I knew that I most liked the tangleation Annette drew where the sections appear sunken (Variation 1) on her step-out, and that was the one I wanted to use for my tile. I then put in all the inner lines. I failed to keep their depth equal throughout which would have been preferable. I also darkened the middle diamonds.
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| Stage 3 - ta da! |
I'm quite happy with the result. It looks slightly different each time I glance at it. Sometimes it could be the pattern on a blanket. At others a web of jewelled beads strung together. And then I see a smooth surface with little dips just begging me to poke my fingers in.
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