Halloween

#inktober #31 - mask

A few months ago, I went to a performance of traditional Chinese opera and dance at our local Chinese garden.  One of the performances was of face changing, which I had never heard of.  The dancer had about a dozen fabric masks, probably tucked up in her headdress somehow.  She flicked from one to another, in plain sight, and I never saw the transition.  She even danced into the audience so we could watch up close.

This, thank god, is the last day of Inktober.  The woman who proposed this project to me originally set it as a 100-day challenge of daily sketches.  But she herself is exhausted, and going to quit after today, and hasn't come up with a list of prompts to continue it with.

#inktober #30 - found

...along with her finder.

#inktober #29 - united

The black one is Aramis.  He came to me in 1998, as a young and totally clueless tom.  The gray one is Pippin.  She somehow lost her mom in 2009, when she was about 8 weeks old.  Aramis found her and brought her home, and they've been a bonded pair ever since.

Portland Art Museum

Our assignment was to copy one of the paintings in the exhibit of the Wyeths and turn some part of it into a word.  I did two, one by Andrew, titled "Fog Bell", that I choose for its simple blocks of color.

And another by N.C. of an illustration of gnomes bowling that he did for Rip Van Winkle, that I picked out the highlights and did white on dark.

And then, just for fun, I sketched the skull of the monster skeleton that's part of the exhibit for Laika.

#inktober #28 - fall

#inktober #27 - climb