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Showing posts with label Carol Ann Henstra. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Carol Ann Henstra. Show all posts

Saturday, October 4, 2014

Stacks Mid-air Swings At A Fair Carol Ann Henstra

Trying to let lose with Bloch, Bloch. I think because I am just a beginner in this type of letting go. I should of
just blotched the color. Not sure. If anyone then  would recognize then it was swings.  Ann usually helps me. She is my mentor.

Stacks, Money By Carol Ann Henstra


Sunday, September 21, 2014

Life Events Carol Ann

My  painting I have done  is  two large trees as you see. In-between them is smaller but thinner in height of   growing , clomps of smaller bushes and grass.
Sky of light blue peeking in back.  Then the two trees forward have allot going on.

 Different colors in them. Brown, brown, green. Some black.

Then I seen three  fresh looking mushrooms attached to the huge tree to right. Now some people call them Fungus.

I am not sure what they are called. In plain language to me. Mushrooms alike the ones that grow on the ground..

There is never and end with our eyes. Be it nature or taking pictures in the house, still pictures.

It is all inspiring. It is the challenge to sketch, water-paint that gives us all a rush of excitement to share here.


Thank you  for your comments. Much appreciated.

I used water color pencils for my  entry by  Artist's Loft


Thursday, September 18, 2014

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Fox behind the brush

I was more into trying to use my  dry  pencils and my wet brush to make out it was a bush or weeds in front

of him or her.  I did not concentrate on the left side of the Fox's  face.  I did it like in five minutes the fox  .


My colors were giving me some trouble. I guess I was a bit tired. I had done a Birthday card and another

  theme for my Imagination blog entry.  . So then one is really not doing her best.


Yet I still wanted to enter it. The bad, good, the ugly.

Then I dabbled around with the so called grass supposedly he is behind. .


I found a picture in a old magazine.  So bare with me. My version.

I should be a wee bit better as time goes on.  Once i get the feel of the new dry pencils in my hand.