‘Found’ art

Many stretches of footpath seem to come with their name, date or other artifact. I took this photo on my walk up to the coffee shop today.

One of humanity's lasting symbols

One of humanity’s lasting symbols

Our local footpath’s also include more recent symbols

The Aboriginal flag

The Aboriginal flag

Art was literally flying around today. Walking past the playground this piece of paper blew right in front of me!

Team Hippo, found drawing

Team Hippo, found drawing

If you are interested in seeing more pavement art you could saunter over to the Pavement Graffiti blog.

“…as long as you have attention to give it”

I read an interesting piece of writing yesterday. It was a quote from Annie Dillards’ An American Childhood (1987), about the act of observation and painting.

Dillard says “One thing struck me as odd and interesting. A gesture drawing took forty-five seconds; a Sustained Study took all morning. From any still-life arrangement or model’s pose, the artist could produce either a short study or a long one. Evidently, a given object took no particular amount of time to draw; instead the artist took the time, or didn’t take it, at pleasure. And, similarly, things themselves possessed no fixed and intrinsic amount of interest; instead things were interesting as long as you had attention to give them. How long does it take to draw a baseball mitt? As much time as you care to give it. Not an infinite amount of time, but more than you first imagined.”

Today I had the time to give to my painting, a study of the utensils left behind after a meal.

Plates,a glass and cutlery, after a meal

Plates,a glass and cutlery, after a meal

The dinosaur at my coffee shop

I’m not sure how this happened, but I forgot to publish this post from last month (15 May). Better late than never, which might be appropriate for my subject matter.

I was thinking that there wasn’t much to draw today when I went for my regular cup of coffee then I remembered the dinosaur next to the coffee shop. Yup, a Postosuchus, a North American dinosaur that was part of the ancestral lineage of today’s crocodiles.  Of course this is a model rather than the real thing and belongs to the reptile shop next door to the coffee shop. While our friend looked quite jaunty over Christmas, sporting a red Santa hat, I am glad I wasn’t around when it was alive as it was one of the top predators of it’s era.  Here is my quick pen sketch.

A pen sketch of our local Postosuchus

A pen sketch of our local Postosuchus (yes, I did get the spelling wrong on the drawing)

As someone who fancies her powers of observation, that fact that I never thought to draw this chap before seems to be rather a lapse.

A teapot

Under the 'waterfall' at the South Building, New Acton

Under the ‘waterfall’ at the South Building, New Acton

On Friday we ate lunch at Mocan & Green Grout, located under this cascade of oxidised steel plate.

Customers sit on thin leather cushions on blocks of wood, or on string stools. The place is bustling with staff, cooking and conversation. While waiting for our meal we had something to drink.

My tea came in a dramatically shaped iron tea pot.

Blind drawing of the teapot

Blind drawing of the teapot

I struggled to draw the pot’s unusual shape. The flattened base, the solid handle and the elegant spout. A gradation of raised spots flared across the cast iron surface. I made more sense of the spots when I drew them on the corner of the page.