Untitled 14" x 12" Derwent Graphic pencils on Strathmore 400 Bristol
Yet untitled, this young trumpeter swan that I began at an artist's retreat a number of weeks ago is finally completed. As I previously indicated I nearly abandoned it altogether, but decided to return to it in part at the encouragement of others -- who clearly could see more potential in it than I could. Now in retrospect, I'm grateful for their vision and my (not always the case) willingness to listen. This drawing as well as the graphite barn swallow, "On the Fence", will hang in a show featuring sixteen artists at the Hudson Gallery through the end of May.
The completion of this piece is a tremendous relief, as it is the last of several works that I have finished just under the wire of their perspective deadlines. For the first time in about six months, I do not know what I will be working on tomorrow. I like not knowing -- and relish the thought of taking the time to shuffle through hundreds of photo references and scan hastily-written ideas on dozens of bits of paper that are haphazardly stuck to one of my drawing room walls. As with many artists (I presume), I have more ideas than time to execute them!
Also, it is likely that I will be spending less time on my art over the next few weeks. My son is approaching the end of his senior year in high school, so graduation and its related functions and festivities are looming. In addition he and I are knee-deep in the onslaught of tasks related to his beginning college in the fall. Is this possible???? There are moments, and people, and experiences from his infancy that are so vivid, it seems they happened last week. How is it possible that eighteen years has passed?
Oh, and the barn swallows have returned. All is right with the world. Tick-tock.