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Car Portraits?

I’ve been doing these car* drawings for a few months now. It started out as a way to get better at drawing cars in my urban sketches. I hated drawing them and realized because I hate drawing cars I was leaving them out of my urban sketches. It made a lot of the images seem surreal and a little off. There are times when I want surreal and sometimes I just want the vibe to match.

Anyway, I did a challenge and looked to draw 100 cars/trucks/suvs/boats/etc…

And I did it!

But now I keep drawing them. Sometimes I hcallenge myself- I sit at the stop light near my house, it’s a pretty long light and try to sketch a car as it waits for the light to change. I should time it to see how long it takes. When I’m riding my bike or walking it seems like it takes forever for me to get the crosswalk sign. When I’m in my car I always hit the red light, and then it seems like it’s forever.

When I’m sketching, it feels like I’ve got to get the car in 30 seconds.

Anyway, I’ve jokingly started to call these images “Car Portraiture.”

For my sketching lately I’ve been using watercolor postcards. I snagged a stack of the cards, and by stack I mean over 300 of them. I start the whole process by taping them down to cardboard from soda 12 pack holders.

The process is pretty simple- I sketch in colored pencil. Either my Koh-i-noor magic FX or most recently a mechanical pencil with blue colored lead. It is of course, Uni NanoDia blue. It’s a nice dark blue and it erases cleanly. It’s quite nice and soft and I can get nice darks and lights if I layer and vary my pressure. Also, it doesn’t lift all that much into my watercolors and muddy them.

Which is the next step- watercolor. I layer on a bunch of color, often in vibrant pinks or blue. Sometimes I try to capture the boringness of the car color with mixed shades of gray. Cars are available in a huge range of colors but most of them in my area are- black, white, gray, champagne/gold, with an occasional burgundy and even more occasional blue. Rarely I see a burnt orange color or green or something else. 

Anyway, watercolors go on. Next step I might layer on some NeoColor2. Sometimes I use my extra fine paint markers to add in black lines or white highlights.

Lately I’ve been really into adding in white highlights with a china marker.

I’ve been itching to get out my fude nib pen, so I probably will soon.

After I let the paint and everything dry I peel off the tape. I have come to really enjoy the really clean edges and clean look this gives the sketch. It feels finished.

The very final step it so sign and title the piece. With these they are titled by the date and a letter. I try to letter them in the order they were drawn that day but I’m sure I mix some of them up.

*I’m going to use the word car for all the vehicles unless I’m discussing something specific.

Then VS Now- ugly middle

Recently, at my DayJob, we’ve started to get emails about how far children are behind compared to themselves, or others, pre-pandemic. Test scores are being compared, and conclusions drawn.

Meanwhile, I’m left wondering, what about the adults? Those in the lives of these kids, but also the rest of the world *waves about* who went through the pandemic.

I know that I have been forever changed. The pandemic was not kind to therapists and behavioral healthcare in general. Hell, I’d say that everyone in a helping profession was impacted in a way that will stick around. We might be forever changed, only the next gen will not feel this. Or maybe they will in the same way I was impacted by my grandparents living through the tail end of the Great Depression.

Professionally, academically, we call this generational trauma. See also: vicarious trauma.

We pass it down.

​I see this in my art studio. 

The ugly middle stage of an art work is leaving kids frustrated and rushing through a piece instead of their more normal careful plod. Tears are more usual than ever. Fixing becomes frantic, and when it doesn’t work the first time. End game.

Meanwhile, I make a wonky sketch of a car or a truck. It doesn’t really look like that truck- another intimidating mass of blocks and sharp points, mashed together and coated in black, gray or white. I paint it in pink for giggles.

Through this all I wonder how it is that art has saved me from the same frustrations. Sure I work with kids but I see the frustration on instagram, on YT on videos made by new creators and in my comments, and also on posts made to other social media sites- the frustration is under the surface for adults too, we just do a better job masking it. Giving up is right there at our fingertips.

But in my art, I am able to push through, tolerate the mistake and ugly middle. I know that if I think a spot sucks I can scrape it down and build it back up. I know what to do when a painting turns to shit.

scrape it down

build it back up

It’s a metaphor for life.

I chose to sink into the art. The art process. The Making of art. The keeping of a sketchbook and a journal. For now my Every Thing Every Where Journal is in 2 pieces and my sketchbook is on loose postcard shaped paper. Sometimes based on experience is necessary.

Postcard and pocket notebooks. I’ve been here before.

I fear there’s more lurking to this change. There will be more research that will uncover more issues. Still I’ll think, “what about adults? where are we?”

Writing About Art is HARD

I have written about art and creativity since 2001. Twenty four years is a long time to do anything. You might think that after 24 years of writing about art and creativity that I might find it a tad bit easier. To a point I do, when it is about my own creativity, but not about my own art, or the art and creativity of other people.Unfinished oil pastel painting of sunset over the city of Lynn. I’ve got a whole post about this process.

I have spent the last few weeks refreshing my knowledge and understanding of writing artist statements and project pitches. It’s very different than writing about art and creativity for my blog.

Today I have to rewrite my initial pitch for the art projects I’ve got my groups doing at work.

I had a month to rewrite these.Completed oil pastel painting of the Lynn skyline at sunset. 

The initial pitch will be altered to be the show statement posted in the gallery. I can be altered again later but this version is expected to be show ready.Another oil pastel painting of Lynn at sunset.

This is my least favorite part of my job. You’d think, hey Less writes for fun a LOT, that maybe I would like this or at lease wouldn’t mind it. But no, I hate this part. Most of the writing that I do on my own or for “fun” is minorly edited. It’s cleaned up for the blog, but it’s not endlessly tweaked, or talked about or over, other people don’t edit and add. It’s written, edited (not well*) and then I press publish.

The final version of these statements will have a core of my thoughts and words but will be tweaked to fit the narrative other people want.

In my own work I have control and say, “Done is better than perfect.” as well as “Good enough.”

Anyway, today I have to “lock in” and get this done.

* I have admitted here and other places that I have difficulty catching spelling errors. It’s even worse when I write on my phone. Especially now that I wear glasses.

​The oil pastel images in this post are examples I used in my groups where I showed kids how to paint with oil pastels. These were completed with Rubens and Lightwish oil pastels. Which are ENTIRELY different from Craypas.

Over and Over Again

I recently uploaded this video:

In it I explore making almost 20 images with different materials of the same scene. Since that video I have returned to a similar exercise. 

I have take quite a few images of the sunset over Lynn as I wait for the train. The late winter and early spring sunsets in New England are full of oranges, pinks, purples, brilliant yellows and dusky blue gray. They are stunning. Watching the sun set for 10 minutes over a city with an industrial past is fascinating.

The brilliance of the sun setting over ever darkening brick buildings and the glow of lights popping on is a mind altering dichotomy. One an unavoidable aspect of the day changing the other humanity’s unending march that alters the world.

Watching that interaction is simply cool. 

I snap a picture and think about the vibes of that moment. The camera never does the feeling justice. It’s a moment and it’s gone. When I return to my studio and set up my panel all I can do is try to evoke that moment and capture that feeling.

Vibes not realism, but the vibes are real. The feeling in that moment so very real. All I can do is try to capture it.

Disappearing Act

I have mentioned here several times that I’m working on this DIY Artist residency and applying for grants. I’m also gathering information about artist residencies that I can apply for to do next summer. I’m trying NOT to get too deep into the research rabbit hole but I find avoiding deep research hard.

My current process is to go to websites that promote residencies and grants and then dump the link to the residency or grant into a spreadsheet with some basic info- due dates and scope. This is basically me creating a database of things to apply for when the time is right. Some of the applications get a calendar entry as a further reminder to apply.

There is one grant application that I’ve been watching closely for the last 4 years. It opens up several times a year for applications. I get their newsletter several times a month. I think the last time I looked at their application was a month ago, but it could have been as recent as 2 weeks. I watch this one closely because it’s unrestricted, I qualify and it’s local.

This past round they removed all mentions of LGBTQIA+ as a priority for funding. This particular grant priorities marginalized and underfunded communities. Up until this round LGBTQIA+ was listed as a marginalized and underfunded community. Their website had a paragraph describing what that meant. This round- it’s gone.

The rest of their diversity initiatives remain, but LGBTQIA+ is wiped out.

After I noticed the removal on the state grant website I looked at many others.

Gone.*

It’s like LGBTQIA+ never existed on those pages.

I know much of this is due to the current administrations attack on Diversity, Equity and Inclusion initiatives. The interesting thing is that on most of these sites they continue to mention race and ethnicity. It’s interesting, as a gender non-conforming lesbian** to watch my state fight with the Tangerine Mussolini for equality when it comes to race and ethnicity but not for LGBTQIA+.

Let’s be clear here, all minorities and under represented folx, are under attack, but it’s interesting to watch in real time as states perform the trolley problem with my rights and humanity. It’s even more chilling to see this with the state where I have resided for the last 25 years of my life, Massachusetts, say they are fighting with this admin and performatively indicate that will not submit, only to have state agencies perform triage on their DEI language and trim off LGBTQIA+ from their DEI language.

The message to me is that these state agencies are willing to take a stand on SOME but not all of it’s marginalized communities. Sadly, not mine.

What does this mean for my residency dreams? *BIG SIGH* I’m not sure. I’m hopefully that for 2026 that I’ll still be able to attend one of these, I will likely stay in-state or in New England. As for grants. This is even more iffy. Grant money is drying up all over the US and in my state. I’ve spoken to some people in larger non-profits and they are looking at massive budget shortfalls. The non-profit where I work, well, it’s not pretty.

*Several residencies which are funded through private endowments and other private funding still have LGBTQIA+ listed.

** I don’t know that I’ve ever written about being gender non-conforming or a lesbian here. I have never hidden this online, and I know I casually mention my wife on my YT videos and while I’m clearly a woman in my videos, I often wear a hat… I dunno. I’m gay, been gay all my life, and embraced being butch in my 20s. I do openly talk about queer issues on the rest of my social media.

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Prep is Necessary

Rolling* gesso onto a panel.

Taping off watercolor paper.

​Measuring off working area on paper.

Cutting sheets of paper down to size.

All of this is prep work. It sets the stage for what our actual art sits on. Without the prep the work suffers. A solid amount of gesso gives paint, pastels, and other mediums something to stick to. Taping off your watercolor paper gives a nice clean edge that looks good to buyers. Cutting sheets of paper down in advance means that you won’t scramble when it’s time to work.

I used to resent prep work. I thought it cut into my art making time. I skimped on gesso on my panels. I didn’t tear down sheets of paper in advance.

I regret skimping every time it ends up cutting into my art making.

I’ve had times when the lack of layers of gesso meant my surface wasn’t exactly where I wanted it. I’ve torn down paper for prints in the middle of a print session only to get ink on them. I’ve made so many watercolors without taking  off the edge only to struggle to frame it.

Now I not only accept prep as necessary and needed but I try to use the monotony of prep as a mindful moment. I roll out gesso onto panels and take deep breaths and listen to good music. I read while I wait for the first coat of gesso to dry. I then roll on another layer in a perpendicular direction to the first. I don’t sand. I usually do 3 coats. The great thing about rolling on gesso is that it lacks the directionality of brush strokes. I don’t need to sand it. It has a bit of a pebbled texture. But rolled on evenly and smoothly, it almost levels itself. The result is an even coat with plenty of tooth, ready for my paint or pastels.

When it comes to tearing or cutting paper down to size, I try to do a few more sheets than I think I’ll need or want. Better to have more than too few. I plan now for prints that don’t print well.

I write this as I get myself ready to do a mass gesso roll out. I have 12 wooden panels that need to be gesso. I have 24 8x10inch canvas panels that need some gesso love as well as *ahem* 30 more 5×7 inch panels that need gesso.

I have been avoiding the gesso roll out. Also it’s better to do this in a mass. I’ll spread out the panels on paper at work and roll out the gesso over all the panels at once.

These are part of my DIY Artist Residency that I’m crafting for myself this summer. More on this in another post.

*Or brushing, I like to roll mine.

The THING Doesn’t Bring YOU to the Paper

The expensive pen or specialty distraction free writing tablet thingie is not going to make you a writer. Buying Golden brand acrylic paints isn’t going to make you a painter. Buying Blackwing pencils isn’t going to make you a draughts* person.

We have all at one point in time or another spent far too much on an art supply in the hopes that it would, somehow, inexplicably, make us a better artist.

While it’s true that a quality art supplies won’t fight you as you work they also don’t help you do your work. They don’t bring you to the page or get the work onto the page. They just don’t fight you as you work.

What does help is a regular practice. Routine. Regularly getting to the paper and making. It doesn’t have to be every day, just a routine. 

I think an art routine is akin to fiber for your creativity.** Making art on some sort of routine can only be beneficial. Mine is almost daily. I’m in a space in my life where I have a job that is about art, not everyone has that. Back when I worked corporate I regularly made art. For me back then it was several days a week. My day off was packed with more art than any other day. I often took my breaks in my car. I’d sketch in my small art journal or write.***

That was what I was able to do, or so I told myself. I look back and wish I had prioritized my art making more.

That said, when you see an image here, my instagram, or as I make it on youtube I’ve got YEARS of effort and experience behind making it. It looks effortless now, but it took me almost 40 years to get there.

It’s not the materials it’s the years of effort.

I began with kid’s stuff. Then move into student grade. Currently I buy professional grade materials.

There are ranges of quality within these materials. There are also personal preferences, some of these shaped by availability.

I prefer Liquitex paints. Why? They were what was readily available to me in college. Golden wasn’t around. I’ve bought Golden acrylics but my muscle memory and understanding of the paint is for Liquitex.

Anyway, buy what you can afford. Buy quality if you can, or build up to quality over time. A 5 color mixing set of a quality paint or pastel is going to serve you better than the 24 set of student grade.

Unless you won’t use the quality set.

Know yourself and what you will or won’t use. If you won’t use the $50 5 color mixing set, then get the $20 fifty color set and use the hell out of it to BUILD A PRACTICE/ ROUTINE.

*Drawing person and draw-er are wrong.

**I made a joke about regularity, I’m officially old.

***I fell for the early Moleskine marketing hype and I swear Moleskine got me through those early days of working retail. I filled a lot of them in a few years.

It’s Important to Update Knowledge

Knowing history is a good thing. But knowing you are history is another.

I don’t generally feel old, occasionally the kids I work with with make a joke about how I don’t get something because I’m OLD, but more often than not I feel pretty okay and not old.

But then I dive into research mode on something I realize that I haven’t kept up on that thing and everything about it has changed.

I wrote here (and spoke on youtube) recently about how I wanted to apply for grants and residencies and because of that I needed to figure out how to write an artist statement. I also mentioned using art jargon in that post (and video). I have never been so happy to find out that something I learned is considered passé. 

Using professional simple language is the way!

Thank jeebus.

Results of Values Journaling

One of the main goals I mined from my values journaling session was that I really want to focus on making my own art for 2025.

Somewhere in my research for values journaling someone suggested (I really should do better at keeping notes) that you ask yourself the question, “When was I the most happy?” When I applied that to thinking about art and making art, I immediately thought to AJ Ning and the summer I paid my bills with art.

I believe I told the story here before, but back in the summer of 2002 I had moved home, had a disastrous break up, well 2*, and decided to focus on me. I had a summer where I didn’t have a full time job and I would wake up in the morning, drive to a scenic spot, hike, draw and paint. My pieces ranged from little 5×7 inch drawings and watercolors to large 22×30 inch watercolors and gouache pieces. There were a few small desk top sized driftwood sculptures too. 

All this went up on eBay and sold from anywhere from 10 cents to $125. $125 was decent money in 2002. It was close to half my rent for the month. 

Anyway, back then I looked at the landscapes and drawings of lighthouses as selling out a bit, no matter how much I enjoyed making them. Landscapes sold to tourists felt like selling out.

Today I see landscapes as an exploration of my space in the world. I always enjoyed painting and drawing them, but now I’ve embraced landscapes and portraits and everything else as something that I can just enjoy making. I’ve released the idea of “selling out” as a judgement I made on myself and made by others onto myself. It was a juvenile judgement.

From this goal, to focus on making my own art, I’ve decided that I want to apply for grants and artist residencies. In my research I realize that I’m late to the party when it comes to residencies and grants for this summer. I’ve missed most deadlines for residencies that occur during the time I can take vacation this summer, and likely will have to schedule into the following summer. Though summer 2026 will be more flexible if I can find things out in advance. My summer schedule at the DayJob is flexible.

It’s an interesting thing, applying for grants and residencies as I approach 50. When I graduated from my undergrad program I was told I should apply for residencies, but I saw application fees and also the various fees associated with the residencies. The information I had access to didn’t show any residencies that paid the artists, and many do. Many just cover housing. If I had done more research I’d have found what I’ve found now. And that are a lot of grants and residencies that cover expenses of the residencies. There are some that make sure the artist can even eat!

Anyway, if I can’t find a residency for this summer, I’m going to see if I can get a grant and craft my own. Maybe it’ll be a residency on my bike- I’ll ride my bike places and paint and draw there. Maybe camp. We’ll see what happens. All I know is that like last summer I want to immerse myself in making art then set about having a show.

*It turned out that my now wife and I just needed a break from one another to grow the f*ck up and be a good couple.

Koh-I-Noor Magic FX

Not long after I moved to Massachusetts I made my way to the best art supply store to ever exist- Charette. Sadly Charette folded 15 or so years ago. It was a very sad day. I hit their clearance sales with intense sadness in my heart.

Not long after my first visit to Charette I picked up my first Koh-i-noor Magic FX pencil- glossy black lacquer with glitter. It featured a mixed color core- a rainbow core of bright colors. According to the Koh-i-noor website, the colors are neon. Whatever it was, I used it quite a bit. I have no idea if I ever finished it or where it is now. (Probably with my missing in action clutch pencil*.)

I recently reinvigorated my love of them. I’ve been taking the train again and while I wait I draw vehicles in the parking lot. I usually have between 5 and 15 minutes to wait. I’m sketching in a 5×5 inch Talens Art Creations sketchbook or a 4×4 inch sketchbook from Dollar Tree.

​Also, I started to take the train again right after the weather here in Mass decided to be seasonably cold and windy. My markers and pens started to freeze up. The acrylic paint in the brush paint markers just wouldn’t dry or would thaw as I worked on the images on the train.

I pulled my Neocolor 1 and 2s out and started to draw with them.

In the back of my mind I thought, “Hey I’ve got all those clutch pencil leads and that clutch pencil, that would be great for this.” So I looked for it. I couldn’t find them. So I stuck to the markers and crayons. 

Then I pulled my rainbow pencils out of storage and started to use those. I can see why I loved these- capable of a thin line like a regular pencil but also with some practice capable of some delicate shading. I also liked the fat size of the pencils so I could keep wearing my gloves. I also had snagged a package of cheapo rainbow pencils. They were also very nice.

Over the last month of cold weather I kept thinking about those clutch leads and where that lead holder might be. This weekend I took a deeper look around the house, office, and studio.

I found all the leads but not the lead holder. I have no clue where it might be. So I gave in and ordered a replacement.

Funnily enough, now that I’ve ordered the lead holder and found the leads for it, the predicted temperature for tomorrow and the whole next week is in the 40s.

*I have been scouring my home and attempting to figure out where I stashed my beloved E+M clutch pencil. I couldn’t find it so I ordered a replacement- a Koh-i-noor Magic version of their clutch pencil.