I’m basically a shy and retiring type, but if you want to bring out the ham in me invite me to give a drawing demo. A big thank you to the Oklahoma Pastel Society for asking me to draw at their meeting last night. What a fun group of folks, who obligingly let me drag in a large amount of woodland/jungle scenery- literally drag it in- and rock out with pencil and paper for a couple of hours in their midst.
Bringing nature indoors: this setup consisted of a 6′ long fallen log, a large piece of my ice-storm damaged pear tree (upright), leaves from my friend Konrad’s ice-storm damaged magnolia; pine cones and oak leaves from my yard, elk antlers and a white-tailed deer skull on loan from Pam’s husband Brian; a potted monstera plant from Becky for that jungle touch, and my stuffed chicken, Waldo.
There were about forty people present at the demo, seated in rows, quiet and respectful at first, but after a bit everyone loosened up and the so-serious demo became a lively cocktail party (sans drink, alas, alas) with everyone chatting, walking around, peering over my shoulder, asking questions, and having a grand time of it.
Working my way up to Waldo, I started with the monstera leaves. That’s a full sheet of heavyweight Rives BFK 100% cotton rag paper and a Koh-I-Noor Triograph pencil.
I had a blast. And from what I heard, a lot of people went home itching to do some drawing themselves. That’s what I call a successful demo.
In my left hand I’ve got a scrap of newsprint to keep my right hand from smearing the graphite around. I hate it when that happens.
On the long drive home I felt a distinct warm glow from the good fellowship and energy of the group, and there was an old familiar feeling I couldn’t quite pin down until I remembered what it was: a musician’s sense having had a really good gig.
Again, thank you so much, Oklahoma Pastel Society! You guys are the best!