11 x 14″ paper with pinholes
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Dangling birds
Aside an old tire swing
Home
A soft, happy tree
3 x 5″ watercolor and ink on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Yesterday we had the pleasure of hanging out with my two and a half year old niece. The day was fun filled – lots of pretending and playing. Toward the end of the day we asked her if she wanted to go on a run with us. She excitedly answered yes, proceeded to find everyone’s running shoes and we were quickly out the door. We took a stroller along, but my niece opted to run quite a bit and seemed to enjoy the entire thing. It got me wondering, at what point do we decide that running is work instead of play? At what age do we become so tightly wound that a once fun activity is a chore rather than a reward?
As I watched her enjoy herself, stopping as she became tired or distracted I realized we could probably learn a lot from a kid. Kids don’t seem to care how much distance they cover, calories they burn, or time it takes to complete an activity; they simply get out and move – enjoying the fresh air and world around them.
Day 273 3 x 5″ ink and watercolor on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Lately we’ve been listening to quite a few biology-type podcasts. They always amaze me. Recently we heard a Radiolab one “(So-Called) Life” about DNA. It blew my mind. Perhaps all of this thinking about biology influenced the making of this little drawing. It reminds me of cells moving around in a micro-world.
6 x 6″ acrylic, ink and paper on canvas
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
He struts his stuff with feathers full
Akin to haystacks
Piled upon his backbone
A proud billboard
Of natural beauty
8 x 10″ pinholes on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Trees and clouds and ground below
Blocks with rounded edges
Snap together like Legos
As rain falls
Between plastic joints
1955 Field and Stream Magazine, ink and paint
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
As children we climbed red dirt mountainsides, searching for pieces of the past
Remnants of the weapons used to hunt small creatures
Black, shiny, rough edged
Reminders that many roamed here long before us
Original Page
Pg 7 Detail
8.5 x 11″ watercolor on paper with pinholes
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Some of you may know I have recently become a bit obsessed with creating images from pinholes. I’ve worked smaller scale, larger scale, abstract and realistic, and each time I feel pretty pleased with the result. Yesterday was the first day that left me wondering.
I decided a few days ago that I wanted to create a portrait using pinholes, so I took a stab at it. My feelings on the finished piece are mixed. I can’t say I don’t like it, but it just doesn’t seem to be hitting the nail on the head. Part of me feels like I should have gone a bit more hog wild with the pinholes. Part of me thinks I should have avoided using color (see below) – or at least not used it to help establish form. Maybe the pinhole approach naturally lends itself better to abstraction. Who knows? I guess more experimentation is the only real way to figure it out.
3 x 5″ watercolor and ink on paper
Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
Long stems grow skyward
Tickling clouds above
Strong
Resolute
Approximately 14 x 14″ watercolor and ink on paper
Goal: Create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
My grandma had hung proudly all of the art I have given her over the years – good or not so good. Yesterday the paintings, along with some photos and other fun stuff, were laid out for all of us to peruse and take if we wanted.
It was great to see old photos and read things my grandma had kept. It was also interesting to look over work that I had completed such a long time ago. The family took most of the paintings, but I held on to one – an old water color rose that I had given Grandma. She loved roses. I didn’t keep it because I was attached to it, but because I thought it was pretty darned bad and could be greatly improved upon. I inked it up, giving it a bit more interest and energy – definitely an improvement from the original.
3 x 5 ink on paper
Blocks of shapes
Squished
In a corner
Lighthearted and happy
Micah Richardson 