When the air is hazardous as it was at the beginning of last week, I just closed myself into the studio and focused on a large commissioned pencil collage. It made 9 hours fly by, and I forgot about the smoke outside.
You last saw the drawing at this stage:
This is what happened In 2 days of drawing.
Wow, sometimes I impress myself.
Excuse me. That was obnoxious. You probably are interested in a bit of a story about this drawing rather than some puffed up bloviation by a Central California artist who complains about smoke unless she is tooting her own horn.
This drawing will be a gift (not from me but from the customer) to a lady pilot who lives in this house along an airstrip, has her own hangar, and a view of a lake. Her husband was also a pilot, designed the house and hangar, and he recently died. Our lady pilot will be selling and moving away, and her friend commissioned me to do this piece for her.
These are remarkable people, both the giver and the recipient, and it is a privilege to participate in their lives, even on the outer fringes.
Happy Birthday, JG!
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What a beautiful and amazing collage and what a wonderful story. That must be a wonderful part of your work, being able to create something that is so meaningful to others. How blessed you are to have these friendships…. and how lucky we are to see your work and hear your stories!
Thank you, Anonymous! I do have some fantastic friends in my life.
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