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| Skeleton from sketchbook |
I rediscovered this sketch while searching for an empty page to work on. I have many many books. Some have been destroyed. But most maintain the status of a treasured classic on my shelf. These books represent, to me, the realm of possibility...ideas carried through to painting; ideas discarded; tender drawings whose success was totally unexpected. Even pages with a line or two, brought to a premature ending due to the temperament of the model, or my own impatient mood. Either way, I love them.
What would you retrieve from your home in the face of disaster? For me...my loving mate....and then my sketchbooks.
They represent a playfulness, a lightness of spirit that easily evaporate when met with the rigors of the leap to paint.
This drawing was done from a live(?) model.....a skeleton housed in the public school art classroom where I teach on Thursday evenings.
