Drawings are at once the heartbeat, the bones, the musculature, and the spirit of all art. Drawings constitute a unique language for each artist, and the viewer is privileged to glimpse the skeletal elements of the art process first-hand. Drawings are personal: they reveal , they are intended as notes, they are a means to an end, and they represent the embryo of genius...the moment of an artist's truth.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Spring
Laying limply in a hot spring in the south hills of Tuscany, the Barbarian general had no clue that cupid - always waiting in the wings for a little mischief - was capitalizing on a golden opportunity. Little did Cupid know that it was HE who was playing the fool, as Pandorus sprung on this chance to steal a stiff arrow from the vulnerable quiver and shot it through the belt of Orion. The coarsing of this arrow created a cataclysmic cosmic event which many now call the vernal equinox -- the "coming of the Spring season". It was at this time that Cupid knew that his holiday was truly over, at least for another 10 months.
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3 comments:
walker... nice illusrtation haha. and nice story. you seem to always come up with stories that sound realy intelligent. and you didnt change it all in photoshop or fireworks, or what ever you use.
Very fine indeed.
Startling composition-- even with all that upward motion, I kept looking and looking. Maybe it's the cherubic bum.
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