Over the last week I have been back in my studio, I begun a drawing that I think will take me about three months to complete. It’s new and something I have wanted to explore for a while, yet wasn’t ready – until now. Also this week I pushed myself back into drawing from life. I have slacked off a bit with that. So I set myself one hour for each of these drawings, and pushed myself to get as much as I could on the page to a timer.
Elephant ears plant
Seriously – how phallic is it!
The last one is a drawing of a bird that I found this morning. I was walking past a hospital and saw something fall to the ground from my peripheral – it made a noise when it landed that made me turn. I thought it dead but when I looked closer I saw it’s tiny body breathing, little black eyes blinking at me. So I called wildlife rescue and while giving my location details, so a rescuer could come and collect the bird, it opened it’s beak up super wide and then it just stopped. Last breath. It blinked no more. So I told the lady on the other end and she asked that I could at least move it so people wouldn’t step on it, which I did. And then I drew it. What a strange thing to witness but at least I was there in it’s final moments so it didn’t get stepped on.
I started this drawing last year, to be part of the last collection of drawings but it missed the cut off point due to the accident and holidays etc etc. Life, basically. But I think that it’s a beautiful drawing, because of the belly. Bellies 4 eva!
Ink on Khadi handmade paper
By Lily Mae Martin
Statement about the work:
When my daughter was born I began to draw mostly interiors as I was at home more. I didn’t think much about the act at the time, as when you have babies and small children you have to live in the moment – there is every little time for reflection! But now that years have past I have come to see that these small sketches and drawings the spaces and things around us was a way of documenting our lives, like a journal only in pictures. It captures the everyday objects that surrounds us and shapes our days, but is also a window into the emotions I was feeling at the time.
I draw with pen and paper as this is very accessible to me, and also my daughter can use them to. I am inspired by etching techniques and replicate this within my drawings.
I got upset today because I tried to have some ‘me’ time and I went to an art gallery and then I tried to do some sketching and it sucked. After a third failed attempt of drawing an Arkley I concluded that I should let Arkley do Arkley and I’ll do me. My lines are more.. organic. I guess. Anyway, not a comparison thing I just thought what the heck am I doing and then I began reflecting on my Art Life and freaking out and got out of there and it was overcast but I got really sunburnt anyway.
Anyway I was going to pack for tomorrow this evening and I didn’t end up doing it because I was doing one of my organic line drawings. Got to go back to the hospital tomorrow and the cat is attacking my boobs so I think I’ll go and sleep.
Pain relief is an interesting one. Watching G go through some incredible pain it reminds me how little we know of how to treat pain – that we can only really treat it superficially.
It’s not a lot of fun – I wish I could take some of it away from him.
The’ve drilled down through the bone in his ring finger in an attempt to reattach it. The cut went clean through the bone but too close to the knuckle, so it is most likely he won’t regain use of it. There’s also the risk that it will just cause him pain for the rest of his days and in that case, it will have to be removed. The middle finger was sewn up. So, I can see why he is in so much pain. He’s on some pretty strong pain killers – but they didn’t seam to really work yesterday and last night. We go back to the hospital tomorrow to see how the healing is going and hopefully he won’t need these hardcore painkillers too much longer – they are truly knocking him about.
All of this reminded me of a favourite TED talk of mine, so I thought I would share that today too – enjoy.
Latif Nasser: The amazing story of the man who gave us modern pain relief