8.5 x 11″ ink on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
She was climbing the corporate ladder and found the higher up she got, the more wobbly it became.
Mid-climb, as she reached for the next rung, it dawned on her that perhaps she should have grown downward as well. Established roots to help ground this shaky apparatus.
She looked down, then looked back up and continued climbing.
~3 x 5″ watercolor and ink on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Oh bushy mountain man.
Your features are lost amongst a mass of facial hair that has become so untamed I wonder whether it hinders your ability to see. Were you a bear or a buffalo in your past life? A life you loved so much, it has carried over to this one.
You appear occasionally – as do all the wildlife – wandering about town.
Then you disappear into the mountains, under the cover of your bushy beard.
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Just as quickly as the clouds rolled in and snow fell, blue skies appeared and the snow melted away. The morning began with 4 degree weather and by afternoon it was 40.
I am teased, from time to time, about my fascination with weather. But with such drastic changes, how can one not be? Here is to mother nature and all the surprises she has in store.
~3 x 5″ ink and watercolor on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Colorado received her first real dose of snow yesterday. It was, by no means a blizzard, nor will the skis even be coming out, but it did make me feel as though winter is knocking on our doorstep.
For some reason after seeing this weather I began to think about birds – American robins in particular. This type of robin hangs around through the winter (although perhaps not at Crested Butte altitude) and I wondered, how they were they feeling about this snow? Had the copper breasted little guys prepped their winter huts? Were they cozied up, and as excited about the prospect of some winter weather as I am? One can only hope.
8.5 x 11″ Ink and marker on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
A half filled glass
Sits
Effortlessly working
As light filters through
Reflecting moments of a passing day
~3 x 5″ ink & watercolor on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Holy smokes folks, I’m cutting it close today! But as you can see, artwork #177 did get created (pat on the back for this girl).
Last night, long after the sun had gone down, I grabbed a few interesting dried flower buds from a little bowl that is decorating the house I’m staying in. I laid them out on the table and did a small drawing. The buds’ structures were really neat and oddly sturdy – so strong, in fact, that I think you’d break a tooth if you decided to bite down on them. Luckily, I stuck to drawing.
Upon finishing the initial study of the little buds, I decided it would be interesting to break each of the structures up into sections and add color for a bit of dimension. I finished off the graphic little drawing by adding a wash of green watercolor to the background.
It’s a bit of an odd drawing- especially the juxtaposition of the strange green wash next to the clean ink work- but luckily I am a fan of odd things.
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Time inches its way in
Taking over
Crocheting paths
for blanketing all that is planned
5 x 7 ink on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
There is a bouquet of dried flowers here in the house I am staying (I did a simple drawing of it a few days ago). One flower in the bunch is particularly fabulous. It is a mass of tendrils that, upon first glance, appear as unorganized and messy. Taking a closer look though, it is apparent that there is order to the petals as they stack upon one another beautifully.
I think this is amazing and reminds me a bit of life. All of the countless events that happen to each of us every day often seem chaotic,but life as a whole continues to proceed in an orderly fashion. One event building on the next, day after day, year after year.
~3 x 5″ Thread and ink on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Lines woven in and out
Connected
One to another
A shared stitch
Through place and time
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
My five-ish hour drive to Crested Butte, Colorado was a gorgeous one yesterday. Blue skies, a few leaves left on the trees – windy at times, but lovely overall. I’m going to be in the tiny ski town for two weeks in order to help out my former boss.
After working yesterday afternoon and having a really nice dinner with the folks I’ll be working with, I jumped in on this ~8 x 10″ drawing of dried flowers. I really like the odd starkness of the image. The vast amount of white is a bit unsettling, and yet I’m kind of drawn to it for this reason.
Below are a few pics of the area. I feel like these next few busy weeks are definitely going to be a good challenge for me to stick with my arting. Keep your fingers crossed!
View from the deck of the house I am staying. Too bad it’s so ugly.
Micah Richardson 