#observation
Why does every Scorpio I know have or have had scoliosis
étude à la gouache, 2h?, août 2021
#acbaqc #gouache #sketch #observation #irl #bust (à Académie des Beaux-arts de Québec)
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atelier de portrait, graphite, 30 min, juillet 2021
ok j'ai un peu oublié que les médias sociaux existent. on va juste faire semblant de rien. j'ai commencé à m'inpliquer avec l'académie des beaux-arts de québec alors il va y avoir des choses plus classiques mais ça aide à repartir /// welp kinda forgot social media was a thing. got involved as an assistant in an art school so will post more classical stufffor a bit
#acbaqc #portrait #graphite #observation #irl (à Académie des Beaux-arts de Québec)
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Each one of my pieces I make to be an entire tiny world, that one can carry on him or her. This miniature world pendant is of a man observing the marvels of the cosmos through his telescope. Astronomy has been the most ancient spiritual and scientific endeavor of man, his pursuit to understand the universe, its motions and how they correlate with the changes in the seasons and the rhythm of his own life. From standing stones, the calendar, navigation, to the telescope and the observation of deep space with modern technology, it has been one of the most important aspects in the evolution of human civilization itself.
The telescope is made out of tiny watch parts and the entire piece is closed with glass on the front.
You can find it at my Etsy shop:
www.etsy.com/shop/MicroJewellery
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A thousand times my name be called, “Angel!” Yet, in the mirror, devil is all I know.
As the cleaner’s eye Of a bloodied time Ran down the barricade. I am struck by disguise Shrowding artistic supplies Left to be displayed.
What is one heart amongst a crowd? A single beat among thousands? A drop of blood in a river of viens? If all were silence The beating in a crowd Would be all that’s heard. The deafening thumping. All contained in our bone cages. What is one heart amongst a crowd? A life within a network? A human in all of humanity. With every new life each year grows One year longer. With every death one year…
Blindness falls on the children of the privileged. They come up and up and up and learn to replace themselves but not to better their surroundings. What care would they need put in anything that is not themselves? What effort should they really exude? How could they really make a difference? Their each only one person. Each only one. One made of each ignoring the problems around them. One made…
So, say I start. I pick every flower for ten miles? How far does that get me? I sell them on the street like Shaw’s girl? Do I get lifted from my plight? Does the gracious Man come to educate and show me the ways of His world? Say He comes. Say I am taken to the home I have stared at; inside the door, over the stoop that I have so often drooled. I am brought in as a bosom friend; a confidant.…
It comes to a close, The year that I oppose While knowledge grows From your throws Every lie shows Yet no one knows. No one even cares.
I feel sexy If a clone of me walked in I wouldn’t even ask the question. We would jump each other. I would pin me to the bed I would Through myself off. Pushing my body against the wall. I.Would. Do. Me. Three months ago… I wasn’t so sexy. When I walked in the room I would have sat myself down Given myself a stern talking to. I knew where I wanted to go, But no drive to get there. One Year ago… I…
Illustrated Nature Journals Document the Diverse Beauty of the Outdoors)
According to her website, Brown “started the journal because she wanted to record the things she was discovering as she found them because nature is one of the most important things in her life.” Featured in her portfolio are careful renderings of carnivorous plants, tiny insects, and indigenous birds. And she didn’t have to look far for them, either; Brown says that most of the nature she depicts are things that anyone can find with “a little patience and quiet observation.”
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