Little Housdens on the Grow....

My Stepsons, Dillon and Collin, and my own children Roman and Piper, (ages: 14, 11, 5 and 1) are my biggest inspirations. They've all grown so much, so fast. I love sharing stories about each of them, but my oldest stepson Dillon has been my "art buddy" throughout the last 6 years or so. Watching his talent growing from an interest to a passion, and his abilities grow from interesting to passionate, is really such an awesome process. He reminds me a lot of myself at his age regarding art: always crtitical of his own work, but proud. Yearning to learn as much as he can- and intaking everything I have to teach him. He loves to learn. He does so much on his own, just watching others and their craft, that he reminds me that much more of myself. He takes inspiration from music, culture, faith and family. All of our children are talented, amazing human beings, but I am so interested to see what Dillon does with his artistic talents.

Fundamentally Designed

The FUNdamentals start next week! Okay, I know that was corny, but I really can't wait.
I am so excited to delve into all the different aspects of my passions, some I have no prior experience with. Though many of the formal concepts are things I haven't learned before, they seem to fit nicely into the: "familiar artistic knowledge" file in the right side of my cranium.
I can't wait to see what Fundamentals of Design has to offer.... it's going to be a blast!!

I'll be blogging later on... about my experience  with this newest course- be back soon!!

Reinvention

Having taken only one class so far at Ai, I still feel quite changed as an artist. My techniques are much stronger, and I have more of them now to reference. It's really quite exciting! I now want to go back and redo so many of my past pieces of work- I would love to build an entire collection for a whole new portfolio. I have so much inspiration now- it's as if I've been given license to do something really amazing! I sit now, in front of my roaring fireplace with my used up charcoal pencils and worn array of graphite- erasers at the ready- and clean sheet of sketch paper in my lap.