I started this acrylic painting on canvas today. It began simply with the letters D, O, and G overlapped, and then I started filling it in with dogs and abstract forms. There’s a smooth fox terrier, a spinoi italiano, and several other dogs in there, as well as dog houses, etc. It’s not done yet.
Monthly Archives: October 2006
DOG
Borzoi Water Color
Borzoi Water Color
Borzoi Pencil Sketch
This pencil sketch of a running borzoi is just one of about 50 drawings I’ve done recently as illustrations for a book about sighthounds. This was my personal favorite, but it seems everyone likes a different one best. Most were done in ink, a few in black pencil like this one, and some in colored pencil. In the next post (above) I’ll show you how this sketch turned out with watercolor added. I’ll give you more information on this project as it continues to develop. The originals will be sold at the sighthound national.
Borzoi Pencil Sketch
This pencil sketch of a running borzoi is just one of about 50 drawings I’ve done recently as illustrations for a book about sighthounds. This was my personal favorite, but it seems everyone likes a different one best. Most were done in ink, a few in black pencil like this one, and some in colored pencil. In the next post (above) I’ll show you how this sketch turned out with watercolor added. I’ll give you more information on this project as it continues to develop. The originals will be sold at the sighthound national.
Woodpecker
When I got out of my car today, I heard something in the tree above me. I’d heard it before, and had looked for the source of the sound, but had seen nothing. I had even commented “there’s something going on in that tree.” Today I saw it. The chirping was mixed with a familiar tapping sound. This little woodpecker was on the half-dead birch tree between my house and the caboose. It was unphased by my presence, and it let me take several pictures as it found something good to eat under the bark.
Woodpecker
When I got out of my car today, I heard something in the tree above me. I’d heard it before, and had looked for the source of the sound, but had seen nothing. I had even commented “there’s something going on in that tree.” Today I saw it. The chirping was mixed with a familiar tapping sound. This little woodpecker was on the half-dead birch tree between my house and the caboose. It was unphased by my presence, and it let me take several pictures as it found something good to eat under the bark.