25 September 2005

week 5 ~ drawing a day


week 5 ~ drawing a day Originally uploaded by dressform.

red is just so much easier to work with.... i love the red on the white... stark, striking, somehow very true.... the connotations are lovely too... blood, love, strawberries [ :) ]

tomorrow i start teaching again.... eek! i have lectures to prepare and quizes to make up! this is not my favorite task by any means.... as if a quiz can really tell if someone has absorbed something? it's like a catch 22 though.... must have the threat of a quiz to make them read and take notes.... which ultimately seems weird because they are in school to LEARN this stuff right?? you'd think they'd want to know what they truly need to know in order to practice their profession of choice??

speaking of TRUTH .... i have one more funny tale of NY.... i was walking on the upper east side [for those of you who don't know...let's just say it's a VERY nice neighborhood]. waiting for a light to turn green i heard a little boy's voice "daddy, name something that you can't see but you can feel". i turned around. there stood a dad - in a very nice brooks brother's shirt with cufflinks and neatly pressed khakis.... one hand was holding the hand of a very small boy who looked like he could be modeling for ralph lauren's children's line... ash brown short hair combed and parted perfectly.... little boy version of pressed khaki shorts and a button down blue plaid shirt. in the father's other hand was a PERFECT martha would be proud cupcake with blue frosting and sprinkles.... i quickly turned back around so not to stare [what i really wanted to do was take a picture!]. the dad said "uuhhhhh. something you can't see but can feel.... do you mean like the wind??". the boy giggled with glee. "yeah daddy like the wind...." i slowed to let them pass me.... do you remember asking questions like that to the adults around you? and loving the answers? i'm sure the boy was looking forward to getting home and snacking on the cupcake....

i dreamt this morning of my grandfather.... i used to ask him those kind of questions [although you couldn't always trust his answers - big kidder that he was].... in my dream he was in a hospital bed and i got and gave a big wet kiss [his specialty].... i didn't get to do that.... and i wish i had. it was somehow very very satisfying in the dream.... like he knew it was what i needed.....

9 comments:

laura r. said...

i love the red thread drawings.
dreaming of people that have passed is very evocative to me. we see them. feel them.
it is lovely, isn't it?

andrea said...

oh yes, the red. nothing works like red and white together, it evokes so much and of course, is such a loaded color.

funny about the quizzes you have to give in your art classes. where I teach dance (inner city), we are required to give the kids pre/post tests (requested by our grant sources)... while I understand the need to have some tangible way of measuring progress, it is nearly impossible to do. but we do it because we need the funding.

great ny story... sounds dreamy. and speaking of dreams, sounds like you had a good (and interesting) one.

Anonymous said...

Your Papa still lives on in your memories of the various things you did/shared together. Your dream helped you in an important way and may continue to do so if you pay attention to them!

maria said...

oh what a great post.
not sure what else to say at this moment but i wanted to let you know that i read it and it will stick with me.

your new dailies are so wonderful.
xo, mav

wendy said...

love the red!
what a beautiful dream!
good luck with work.

Anke said...

What a wonderful post...
I love your drawings as always, the red white is also my favourite. I'm amazed that you can come up with so many different ones! Truely lovely and I think I said it before, but it would be so wonderful to see them all together and study them closely.
I still ask questions like the little boy! :) Why can't I tickle myself? How many yards of toothpaste are in a tube? (I'm planning to investigate that soon - the best way would be to use the sidewalk as a ruler I guess ;) .)
When I dream of people that are already dead it's always much more intense than a ususal dream...maybe they really use this way to communicate with us...who knows? Their love and energy lives on inside us.

How is the teaching going?

(Finally finally catching up on your last posts! :))

ladylinoleum said...

The drawings are beautiful Lisa...wonderfully delicate, yet stong...

jenny vorwaller said...

i just love the image that came to mind when reading about your visit to new york. i had the same fascination with people in that area too. well, anywhere in that city makes my head spin. i think i need to return to really feel like i have been there, because the whole thing felt like a dream. i was amazed that a place like that really existed.

the red and thread, keep them coming sister.

joy madison said...

love the drawings.....you'll have to give us a mini lesson on how you go about doing them....what goes through your mind. I've been drawing a lot lately and thinking about drawing even more, but I'm disappointed every time I sit down to do it....it doesn't come out as well as I want it to.

I dream of my grandparents often. They died; 8 and 3 years ago.