It’s blind o’clock in the morning , icy howling wind in the black night outside is threatening to knock a tree over a power line and set up that Christmas Miracle, as in it would be a miracle if I found our generator and that generator actually started. The great chia state of New Hampshire is blanketed with trees about to down power lines and freeze our pipes, ugh. My agent says make your blogs sexy, what to I do with weener shrinking pipe freezing wind storms? I don’t have an agent.
I’m up and working on the artwork; it’s not going that well, at this point it has layers and layers of watercolor, ink, acrylic, markers and my tears. I used these Blick 30% warm grey markers to color big chunks of the artwork, refusing to admit they’ve got pink hew. My sig other said “Why’d you make it pink?” so I said “It’s not pink it’s warm grey!” and then my 10 yr old walked in and said “Why’d you make it pink?” so I yelled “Warm Grey!” and she said “Sure, like that pink scarf you wear everywhere” so I dropped her off at the orphanage.
So my very subtle color with the watercolors and acrylic came to exactly bo diddly; I hooked the scanner up to the laptop but the scanner refused to work. So I aimed lights at the the artwork, took about eight good photos with my iPad and after a photoshop photomerge it looked like this:
Photomerge of a 18” wide by 24” tall drawing. Over the next few weeks I’ll vectorize a bit at a time on the iPad every morning until it’s done, then prepress and screenprint it…. and in Illustrator and photoshop I’ll hammer out the many, many problems. This original will probably go in a drawer until Armageddon.
Look at the subtly cool and warm greys, the light blue I put in the sky and swishy bits, the delicate shading.
So I greyscaled all that out and am ready to trace on the iPad, probably on the plane to California for Christmas, I’m the only person ever too look forward to plane rides…