This is a commission of an adorable curly-headed baby boy. When I was finished I felt the urge to grab that boy and kiss those fat cheeks! LOL! Alas, kissing a piece of paper is just not the same… Also, he is now 14 years old and those cheeks are past history. This is an 8×10 graphite and white charcoal drawing on Canson Mi-Tientes paper.
Although I had to get a new computer (actually refurbished and very cheap), Mr. Beloved was able to recover the old hard drive and I have all my files and photos. Whew! I also have a new external hard drive for backing up. We knew better, but we just never got around to it. I’m thinking it would be good to get around to it, now.
So, here are a few photos from this fall:
So, I was wondering if you all would share some thoughts with me. I was wondering what art means to you. Some people seem to make art their whole life. Some people don’t give a passing thought to art at all. What does it mean to you? To me, art means beauty and I cannot imagine living without beauty, because God is beauty and he created beauty. Art/beauty is part of breath and life. I thank God for it. I also realize that art, like everything else in this universe has been affected by the curse and fall of mankind, so there is much ugliness in art. But, I love the beautiful art, even if it is a little weird and difficult to understand. Does anyone else want to share their thoughts? If so, please leave a comment. Thanks!
“Art never responds to the wish to make it democratic; it is not for everybody; it is only for those who are willing to undergo the effort needed to understand it.” — Flannery O’Connor