Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
They had time on their hands. A lot of it. So they spent it being productive – evaluating, the looks, actions, dress,and speech of those around them. It wasn’t like they were being mean. Just pointing out the obvious.
Perfection comes from recognizing faults, they thought.
7 x 9.5″ Ink on paper
He’d had enough of the fervent outbursts and daily monologues. As a pet, Flash was his owner’s sole audience. And there was only so much of the endless, irrational commentaries on life and politics he could tolerate.
He had attempted to bury his head under pillows in order to drown out the sound, but in the middle of summer that can be hot. He’d feigned sleeping, but that didn’t seem to stop things either.
Even his last attempt – clever as it was – to communicate his feelings was ignored.
Flash sighed and thought, “You can’t choose your owner.”
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4.75 x 4.75″ Ink on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
I dig abstract work – both looking at it and creating it. There is something fantastic about morphing lines and forms to create a new visual representation of the original. The abstraction takes on a personality and energy all its own.
The viewer interaction that goes along with this type of work is also interesting to me. The “Oh! That’s a ____” or “It kind of reminds me of a ____” moment is always fun. It can be even more entertaining when the viewer sees something unintended by the artist. Perhaps a person asks whether or not I purposely created a face within an abstracted bird. Or, I remember one time, after working diligently on a drawing, someone asking me if I meant for a certain area of the drawing to appear phallic. “No,” I said. But after she’d pointed it out, that seemed to be all I could see. I think I even ended up changing it because it was so obvious.
For day 113’s piece, I created a water/stream/river abstraction. As I worked on it, it morphed into something less water-like. New shapes and forms finished off the piece.
I hope you enjoy letting your mind find new and interesting things within the drawing. If you’re lucky (or not) you may just find a penis.
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
The tooth had been giving him fits for days now. He’d tried some herbal remedies and ointments but they just weren’t cutting it. After reading up on the issue in Everyday Health Questions Answered; A Guide to Holistic Healing, the progressive lion determined the tooth must go.
4.75 x 4.75″ Ink on paper
As most of you know, I’ve got this little goal of creating a piece of art everyday for 365 consecutive days. A good chunk of my pieces are completed within a day, but some of my larger projects take a few days to complete. When that happens, I make sure I create a smaller piece along with working on the big guy, so as not to feel like I’m cheating.
Some of you may also be familiar with my stunning ability to underestimate how long something will take to complete. Yesterday, as I put up my drawing and got ready to call it a night, the boyfriend looked at what I had accomplished. He quickly asked me what I planned to create for day 110’s work. I assured him I’d be able to finish up the piece I had been working on in a few short hours the next morning. He gave me a look of disbelief. Actually, I like to think it was more of a “You are the most fabulous person in the world and I love you dearly, but don’t be ridiculous” kind of look. I glanced down at the barely inked up paper and reluctantly admitted he was right. -Not out loud of course. Out loud I told him I would create a second piece but that “I would not need to use it.”
I hate it when he’s right.
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Goal: To create one work of art each day for 365 consecutive days
He felt good. He felt good because he knew he looked good. “Actually,” he thought to himself, “I look amazing.”
The look was edgy. New. It said “notice me,” while simultaneously commanding “think twice about messing with me.” He was certain his new style was soon to be all the rage.
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4 x 5″ Ink on paper
She speaks a language all her own and doesn’t seem to mind that you aren’t smart enough to understand the depth of her conversations.
Through gestures you may pick up on the fact that she got new shoes or that she found a new species of bug on the porch. But because you lack the ability to understand her complicated language, you will never know of her pet dog which only comes out when adults are away. You will never hear about the pig balloon she invented – fat and funny as it was – that blew away on a windy day.
These stories will have to wait.
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
“Go with the flow,” they had said. So he hopped in his rowboat and waited for a tide. But ponds in the middle of a suburb offer little in the way of waves. He sat at the ready – alert to inspiration. Somehow, though, he couldn’t shake the sense that such a tactic may not garner the grandest results.
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Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
I have come to realize that repeating a pattern or shape when creating art is as close to a meditative practice as I get. The act seems to allow me to immediately relax.
Perhaps this is why, when I am most high strung or have a broad idea that I am thinking about and can’t quite get my head wrapped around, I tend to turn to repetition in my work. I am able to slow down and think through the issue at hand. I don’t always come up with a brilliant solution, but I feel a heck of a lot better when I’m done.
Original and print available for purchase
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
For some reason I felt like drawing a chicken yesterday. As I started in on the guy, I began thinking about the many, many ways we use “chicken” in our everyday language.
Other animals are not completely forgotten in colloquial English. I have thrown out a “holy cow” from time to time and may have even used the term “horse’s ass” once or twice – but such sayings are a drop in the bucket when compared to the chicken.
Shoot. I think the earliest joke I ever learned was, “Why did the chicken cross the road?”
This leaves me to wonder. How in the heck did the chicken become so popular?
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Micah Richardson 