Willoughby Symphony Sketched by Water Brush

I was courteously invited to sketch Willoughby Symphony as a Sydney Sketch Club member. I enjoyed capturing a violinist in a high tension just before playing, a relaxed bass player in a break, a pianist in nirvana, etc. A mood of each musician interested me most. The rehearsal of Beethoven #9 was from 7 pm to 11 pm. I tried a "water brush" for the first time, because water was not allowed in the concert hall. Later I'll chat over the a pen. 

A violinist was just about to play music. When I looked at her concentration, it was so favourable and beautiful. She paid attention to a conductor. Her sharp eye contact with him captured my heart. It made me smile. So, I got on a job! I feel the beauty in anyone who is absorbed in work. It's lovely. 

After painting the violinist in high tension, I felt like capturing totally an opposite mood, "being relaxed." I found a young bass player in a very short break. He enjoyed a chat with a next bass player and waited for a conductor. Nice! 

A pianist often closed eyes and she was in a heaven. Her body swung very big like elegant dancing, meanwhile the muscles in her arms told her years long experiences. I depicted her muscles as well as her face expression. I felt every musician really love music. Their enthusiasm for playing is great. Me, too, in ecstasy. I began to smile and moved a body along music. The orchestra took me to a heaven. Yes, I love sketching musicians!!  

Btw, has anyone tried a water brush?  It would be handy, if water use is not acceptable in a place. I need more practises though, not bad to play with it! When I looked at the used amount of water, surprisingly, it was only a little bit in a water brush. I need to get used to it though, it seems fine and useful. The water brush is worth trying.

After three watercolour paintings, in order to relax myself, I enjoyed black and white by a graphite. A conductor's body language and arms fascinated me. Aw, I wish I could have seen his face expression! That was the only regret I had. Next time, I want to see him from the front.  

Then, I chose another young violinist for a close up. She tried hard to follow the conductor, while she did her best to create sounds required by him. Lovely. I like it.  

"Society is an orchestra," we say. Everyone is different and all of us are precious. Then, we can create a wonderful music. The individual difference is so important in identity, yet we're same human beings. Without the difference, we cannot be us. An orchestra is a positive metaphor of identity in society, I love. I want to sing a song of joy in art. 
I deeply thank for our Sketch Club leader, Jennifer, Kathie at Willoughby Council and all the members of the orchestra. They gave me the opportunity to enjoy sketching Willoughby orchestra and a wonderful music. I hope to see you again, soon! 
Friends, you, too, happy painting and enjoy music! 
PS. "Happy Halloween!" 




  

Willoughby Symphony Sketched by Water Brush

Blackbird, Fly!

I found a fledgling, while I was taking photos of butterflies in a cemetery. It looked like a common blackbird juvenile (*Anyone, idea?). That little bird banged badly against a tree and a wall of a little chapel. Oh, no! ​I put it on a tombstone. Pity..., but it was really cute. I saw another, probably its sibling that could fly better than this. I left the babybird there.

One day after, I saw the fledgling sitting on a bench on a paved way along the cemetery nearly at noon. "What are you doing here?" I cried out! I assumed it did not have food. While I was wondering a rescue or not, it flew away in a very clumsy way and anyhow clang to a tree trunk. Noisy miners began to attack that fledgling. Oh, no. When the juvenile chirped to call its mum, others attacked it again. It could not cry for help. Pity. I wondered where its mum was. Or Mum kept distance and wanted to make her children live on themselves. 

After quick lunch, I went there. The blackbird was found in nowhere. I looked for it for three times. I did not find it run over a road, in near trees or anywhere. I hope it is alive and safe and will survive in somewhere.  
When I did research about baby blackbirds on net, I found rescue was not good. Juvenile blackbirds leave nests before they can fly well, but rescue is inappropriate. Thank goodness, I'm so relieved. 

The fledgling reminded me of the song, "Blackbird," by the Beatles. See its very short tail! Oh, young and cute. Also, I think of a lovely blogger friend, Rhonda who loves birds. I heartily hope migraines will be gone asap. Rhonda, I hope these watercolour paintings will give you a coffee break.  

Regarding watercolour painting, I enjoyed creating the colour of feathers and a fluffy texture. Birds and any creatures are fun to draw and beautiful. I feel like taking pictures of them and keep enjoying watercolour, although I'm hopeless of taking photos! Below is the cemetery where I explore bushes.  

Btw, my picture book illustration is having a steady onward march of progress. It's a great joy. 

Friends, Happy Painting! I hope life treats you kind, especially, anyone with health issues. 

Blackbird, Fly!

Australian Painted Lady, 4 footed butterfly

I'm enjoying taking photos of butterflies to paint them. Not easy to capture them by a camera. I walk/run around in an open field! When I was sneak peaking after butterflies in a public cemetry, council cleaning ladies were looking after grasses on a ground. They smiled at my hard work with pity, "Oh, finally you made it after 1.5 hour running." Yep. A very good leg exercise under sunshine. Btw, did you know "four legs butterflies"? When I closed up photos, I noticed ALL the butterflies I took photos were four footed. "Whaaaat? Where were their third feet gone?" "Why?" Then, I came to know that, in fact, they have six legs, BUT their "front feet" are very small and useless. Two brushed foot are tucked in. So, all Nymphalidaes stand on four feet. Sadami has learned the facts from primary shcool kids's website. Aw, I get a little bit smart like a primary school kid!  
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nymphalidae

This is an Australian Painted Lady. Wow, I did not know this little butterfly migrates! I knew some butterflies do migrate and always wanted to see it. I did not know this beautiful painted lady, just a next door to me, does it! (*NOTE : I do not know a gender of the sketched one). My sketched painted lady could be a travelling woman on the way to north? Or where are her friends? I can imagine lot of her stories. 
http://australianmuseum.net.au/australian-painted-lady

Australian Painted Lady stands on four legs!

In behaviour, obviously, Painted ladies try to defend territories and chase after others and another Nymphalidae, Meadow Argus. (*I could take a good photo of Meadow Argus. Later, I'll make a watercolour painting.) Their chasing is quite elegant and quick, as if it were dancing tango high in the air. It is very eye pleasant. The panted lady comes back to its favourite spot again. They seem to like rest on a ground rather than flowers. I tried to capture it though, it only for a seconds stayed there. Good photos are results of a great patience, guts and energy. Or I might be too poor at taking photos. I have to confess that sketching is much quicker and more accurate than taking photos. That's why I do not use a camera. But small butterflies fly away from me before I come close enough to them. I have to use a camera.  

Technically, painting a butterfly was very tricky. It needs lots of washes and good skills to depict delicate patterns. The most I wanted to paint is her colourful orange areas in an upper wing. As I did not want to change my loose style, I tried to find a compromised ground between accuracy and blur brush strokes. 

We may have overlooked lots of beauties around us, I've felt. Such a relatively small butterfly has a brave story of migration and lovely colours. I should open up eyes wide and look around! 
Friends, Happy Painting! 

Australian Painted Lady, 4 footed butterfly

Language on the Move turns to 7

A sociolinguistics blog, Language on the Move has turned to 7 and grown up to a world leading blog led by Prof Ingrid Piller. Ingrid has taught us beyond sociolinguistics -- the importance of human or language rights, a humanistic attitude, fight against injustice, empathy, respect and love of others. She has been a very much loved lecturer at any uni all over the world. 
My little present to the team!

Hahaha, the team replies. Here we go! 

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  Language on the Move LOTM Sadami Konchi (*when you click my name, you can find the comments and our conversations at their blog.) 

  
  

  Haha - thanks, Sadami! What a cute surprise! :-)

  
  

  
  

Language on the Move team celebrates an anniversary and gives the opportunity to win one of five copies of Ingrid Piller’s new book Linguistic Diversity and Social Justice. If you want to try draw, go to their sites : a blog and facebook.  
http://www.languageonthemove.com/ (blog) 
https://www.facebook.com/languageonthemove/ (facebook) 
Yes, I did their front book cover. I've been enjoying the book. It discusses social issues and advocates the disadvantaged in society. 

Btw, did you enjoy my caricature of the Language on the Move Team? The posted caricature is a group portrait made from the celebration of a doctoral student's graduation.  My mentor Ann James calls my caricatures "fun drawings," rather than caricatures. I want to make a model and viewers smile.  
 https://www.facebook.com/sadami.konchi
I slowly get used to facebook. Interesting. (I did not know it!) When I uploaded a post and talked of a person, a post went to the person's facebook. Wow! I need to learn more about functions. Thank you for warm cheers. 
Have a productive and creative week! 
Friends, Happy Painting!  

Language on the Move turns to 7

Timing is Crucial in Watercolour Washes

Watercolour is, I feel, absolutely, "WATER" colour. Amount of water and timing to put it on paper creates this art. I'm playing with washes. In order to tame washes, timing is critically important to put paints on a wet paper. Check the paper condition well. Keep an eye on the shining of a wet paper. This work, courtesy of kind blogger friend Rhonda.

Rhonda said that those female chatting finches were friends like her and me. So, I created the work to send her cheers. I hope her health will recover soon. Please take care, Rhonda. I hope she will handle migraine. It's not easy to cope with such a painful condition. 

Regarding a background, I waited for it until an image clearly came up, even though I had the photo. So, I arranged colours and composition as I liked. I splashed around on a paper like a little kid. 

Now, we've got into summer! Daylight saving has started. I swam 1 km in an ocean pool at Narrabeen beach. Narrabeen beach was absolutely crystal clean, not a cloud in a sky, a very calm and quiet ocean. Many people were at a beach, but only a few were swimming. They felt too cold to swim. Families were just paddling around in a pond or a shallow area. But it was really good for long lap swimmers. The water in a rock bath was so beautiful. Only me and another man was in. Are you getting into autumn or winter? Let us enjoy beautiful nature and our lives fully. 

Good news. A gentleman bought an "owl" print. A young American lady purchased "Moon" at Books Illustrated stall in Melbourne Fed Sq. Very happy! Thank you so much for Ann and Jess. 
Friends, Happy Painting!! 

   

Timing is Crucial in Watercolour Washes