isn’t that my drawing on the floor?

well, parts of it.  As you can see, I love to erase. Actually, I think of it more as drawing with a skinny stick of rubber.  I just bought a new little gizmo that holds these round white erasers in a holder, and you click it like a mechanical pencil.  Sweet.

But I digress.

fallen crumbs of drawing.. plus a small cobweb it looks like

There are several ways to modulate a line when drawing, which is another way of saying, to make it more expressive and responsive to the subject.

One technique involves learning how to alter the pressure of your touch when you are moving the medium over the paper. Pushing and releasing as the line is moving along, and perhaps turning your hand as you go.

Another method would be redrawing the same line again, but adding bulk or weight in certain places.

Then there is the reductive approach. Which can happen at any time, really.  This involves using an eraser to carve away at parts of a line, or erasing the line and redrawing it slightly shifted to another place.  You can see evidence of this kind of work in Matisse and Diebenkorn, and many other artists’  drawings.  The ghost of the former line creates a visible history of the artist’s process.

this is what brought the end results of all those erasures on the floor… I’ve been carving some lines.   Do you draw?  Is the eraser your friend too?

 

p.s. I think it’s a hoot that there is a Wikipedia entry about erasers!

Putting it on paper

in the last few weeks, I’ve found my way back to drawing and am playing with various ideas about tangled-ness.   Grasses. Vines.  Sometimes it moves more toward the more complex and sometimes less is more.  But only if the “less” still embodies more.

"Nest" charcoal, graphite ©2012 Nanci Erskine

look ma, no fumes!

detail from reworked version of "Autumn something or other...." might need a new title...

all these years, I had assumed that painting with oils and paint thinner in the basement was a recipe for stinking up the rest of the house… but come to find out- not so! At least if I keep the sloshing around to a minimum.

I have queried the other resident of the house, and he says, “nope, I can’t smell anything”

So now that I am finally settled in, and have dispensed with some other obligations- the painting can begin! Yippee

another new one

12 x 16 oil on canvas 2011

Forgot to include this one is the last painting update. I have always given great thought to color I use, as a defining element in each painting. But interestingly, my palette seems to be evolving into a more limited one- yet, perhaps the subtle shifts in color are more important. Hey- I only go where my curiosity takes me!