Lepopisana

Inktober was created by Jake Parker in 2009. According to his web page, the aim behind the challenge was to improve his inking skills and to develop positive drawing habits. It's exactly what I need, especially the positive drawing habits, which will hopefully be leading to better discipline during winter-time. I tried Inktober a couple of years ago, but didn't make it past No 12. Let's see what happens this year. InkTober rules: 1) Make a drawing in ink (you can do a pencil under-drawing if you want). 2) Post it on your blog (or tumblr, instagram, twitter, facebook, flickr, Pinterest or just pin it on your wall.) 3) Hashtag it with #inktober 4) Repeat More info at http://mrjakeparker.com/inktober * Inktober je izziv v risanju s črnilom, ki se je prvič pojavil leta 2009. Jake Parker je upal, da bo tako izboljšal svoje risarsko znanje in delovne navade. Tudi meni ne bi škodilo, še posebej, če se zgodi čudež v obliki neverjetnega napre

Prerisovanje svetega Jurija, ki ubija zmaja (menda). B-jin sveti Jurij je samo še Jurij, saj nima svetniškega sija. Niti orožja ne, zmaj pa je videti preveč nasmejan, da bi človek verjel, da mu grozi smrt, ki bo zapisana v anale. B pravi, da se namesto ubijanja pogovarjata kako rešiti svet. Saj ... morda bi se stvari čisto drugače obrnile, če bi zmaj preživel. Moj zmaj je bil v izgnanstvu. Jurij tudi. Snemalec TV Slovenije je ugotovil, da sem drugje, ko je videl, da na mojem papirju ni tega, kar je pričakoval, da bo videl. "Ja, drugje sem," sem rekla. "Samo sedim tukaj." 

About a week ago my boss brought each of us an angel saying. They pretty much hit the spot with all of us. Mine said: “Never give up before you’ve examined all the possibilities.” It was just perfect, and it made me think of The Baron in the Trees I just finished. To examine all the possibilities a person has to be able to see things from a different perspective. And why not from a tree? One day Cosimo, eldest son of the baron of Rondo decides not to eat snails prepared by his sister Batista. He climbs the oak in the garden and vows never to climb down. His family takes his action for a whim he will eventually grow out of. However, they are in for a surprise. Cosimo fulfils his promise and never leaves the trees until the day he dies. He is a rebel. No baron’s son behaves like that, living on trees is not suitable for a nobleman, let alone the eldest son in the family and an heir to the title. He refused to come down and take up the duties of his station. What he did is a comp

It was quite a long time since I worked on this painting. Something bothered me so I abandoned it for a while. Several ideas came and went just to make me return to the original one. I guess my winter demons were in action. The Waterbirds kept flying around me enveloping me in their watery games. I kept looking for the void, the big emptiness in other people's paintings, aiming to create my own blue void, something to correspond to a feeling I got when I lost myself in their full void. I don't think it works that way, or of it does, it's not that simple. I think I can still hear the Waterbirds whispering simultaneously: "We told you so." Their soft watery whisper slowly fades away, before they reappear and do it all over again.  The crumpled paper with the lettering, words which don't mean anything anymore. Perhaps they never meant anything. Gilded lines, remnants of a possible illumination taken from somewhere in the middle ages where right now the s

Sittin' in the mornin' sun I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes Watchin' the ships roll in Then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah* M and I spent five days in Koper, a port town on Slovenian coast. The coast is only an hour ride from Ljubljana, so I never seriously thought of spending my holydays there. We always look for faraway places to go to. Why not spend some more time in a town we have already visited, but left before it could leave an imprint on our memory. By memory I'm referring to the sentimental part, the one full of hidden meanings I haven't deciphered yet. And I'm not likely to, since I don't put enough effort into it. I like it as it is, misty and smelling of salt and wet stone. I never thought watching ships could be a zen like experience. The first time we saw one was one late evening while we were sitting on the beach in near-by Žusterna. There were a couple of boys splashing by the pier and a woman having a stres

Know your medium, they say. S once told me I should practice glazes by painting each watercolour over all of them. Even ones I know don't go together. I should get about 15 m of paper, covered in 10 by 10 cm squares, depending on the number of colour's I've got. In my White Nights watercolours set, there are 33 colours, so I got to work. I decided on smaller squares, only 2 by 2cm on B1 format watercolour paper, because I wanted all 1089 of them on the same surface. It was the best exercise! I just might do the same with my Rembradts. * Dobro je poznati medij, s katerim delaš. S mi je nekoč položil na srce naj vadim lazure tako, da vse barve prebarvam z vsemi. Tudi tiste, ki ne gredo skupaj. Rezultat bi moral biti 15 m papirja, pokritega s kvadratki s stranico 10 cm, seveda odvisno od tega koliko barv imaš. Mojih ruskih je 33, tako da sem se lotila dela, na matematično "znanstven" način. Odločila sem se za manjše kvadratke, samo 2 × 2 cm, vse na akvar

I don't know how to write about this book without letting know too much. Kath, Tommy and Ruth are children brought up in Hailsham, a boarding school where nobody speaks about their families or leaves the school for holydays. The most important thing is being creative. The school tolerates sex but strictly forbids smoking. The students have to remain healthy. They have medical check-ups every week. They mention donations, possibles and deferrals and I first I didn't know what it meant. It didn't bother me not knowing. Then I learnt they are clones with the sole purpose in life to donate vital organs. This is what they are here for.  This was my second Kazuo Ishiguro novel. The first was When We Were Orphans and I quite liked it. Did I like Never Let Me Go? The answers are both Yes and I don't know (if the latter is even possible). I like Ishiguro's writing. However I found the story disturbing. So "I don't know" part refers to this. After I f