Tag: baseball
Who am I?
I sat next to my daughter painting for a bit today and I was reminded to add some blues and greens, to work the whole piece, and I o just have fun.
She’s pretty good; very intense and unafraid to try different things. I hope no one ever changes that in her. At any rate, with her influence I was able to finish this Nolan Ryan piece today. I am very pleased with it.
Then later this evening I was able to work a very tiny painting in my sketchbook with a big brush. Long live the joy of six year old girls seeping in.
Who am I?
Who am I?
Well, today’s post probably has more to do with remembering baseball history than it does remembering the card. But I owed the universe a little more energy on the daily today after yesterdays failed voyage.
Who am I?
This fellow got a little dark real quick and working with the e big brush I had trouble resurrecting the features. Not sure I managed.
Who am I?
Love these Reds uniforms. So simple but there’s just a nice pop with the stripes at the waist and cuff.
Who am I?
Simurgh
Borges talks of the Simurgh, a spirit of Middle Eastern mythology; an eagle made up of 30 separate eagles.
when I read this I thought of Willie Mays’s catch. He was an eagle and the baseball was his prey. I am trying to figure out how I build my Mays of thirty separate Mays will I use the same drawing repeatedly or work with different images? I’m not really sure yet. The idea is still rather in its infancy.
I do know that Mays is a perfect alignment for myth. All of the old timers were. It is a wonder what baseball is without a thousand different camera angles over telling the story.
Who Am I?
I don’t know that this will baffle anyone, but you never know.
A Change of Venue
For a little over 16 years now I’ve used Twitter, now X, to share my artwork. When I started my account that was actually the very beginning of The Mighty Lark. I had been participating in The Hive Gallery’s group shows and they had just put together a show of avatars. My paintings at that point were all birds and robots and so I decided that I wanted to create a bird avatar. It was also a bit of an homage to Kevin Cross, who at the time was creating a character called The Monkey Mod. I had a couple zines and stickers featuring that character.
At any rate, I never would have thought that a decade and a half later the moniker would still be going strong. And look, it’s now been adopted even into the name of my site, so I guess it’s not going anywhere. But with that in mind, I feel like X and I are headed in opposite directions. We’ve grown apart these last few years. Twitter was cute when there was Tweet Whales and 140 characters. It was even pretty great when Periscope came along. I’ve weathered some rough times since SpaceX Uber Rich TESLA mElonagomaniac came along, but at this point, I’m just not sure that the business that I drum up and the card talk that I get is really worth it. I’ve gotta try something different because I know my LGBTQ friends are not welcome there. I’m pretty sure my librarian friends are not welcome either.
So, if you are here and would like, welcome to a “new” old venue where I used to share a lot and where I intend to do so once again.
With the dearth of video, clickbait headlines and information at its fingertips, who, if anyone, reads blogs anymore? Read: Is there really a point in me prattling on with this platform.
Answer. Probably not, but it still feels like a useful means of communication. At the end of the day, how is the process of image making understood by intermittent snapshots? Or am I seeing this unclearly? Perhaps, if I was making images which were actually doing their job then posting TikTok videos and instagram reels left and right would be the best way to communicate what I am doing.
I don’t really feel that way though. I have always enjoyed words equally as much as I have enjoyed image making. The turn of a phrase is just as beautiful as a well made image. I had hoped to use this platform as the primary means of sharing my daily drawings this year, but that hasn’t really happened as of yet. The first day that I made one of the 88 Donruss portraits I was too taken by the concept of having members in my card community guess the player.
It is a performance that I have enjoyed. At that point I wonder if the work is solely the watercolor or if it is also the game that is played with my fellow collectors when they guess the identities of the players? I always did want to be a rock star. I wanted that give and take with a crowd. At 42 the idea of being in front of people and adored is repulsive but I still enjoy the push and pull that is a crowd and a creative impetus.
It has proven to be a productive first week of the year for me. I really enjoy the portraits that are coming of it. I think maybe I will use this space as a weekly roundup sort of experiment for the time being, at least as the space pertains to my daily drawings.
I do feel very attached to the words, but the only way a daily post makes sense is if I provide a history of sorts of the player that I’ve painted and I’m not really interested in that currently. A que sera sera.