Odds and Ends



I forgot my camera yesterday, so was unable to document (and post to Facebook for all the Moms and Dads and Grandparents to see) the amazing work my after-school artists did.

We talked about line.

Line can be thick or thin, wavy or straight, bold or timid.

It can be used to draw objects, but also to show where those objects are in space. It can show movement. As I was talking, I was drawing. 

“A vase!”

“With flowers!”

I added a simple horizontal line on either side of the vase, about a third of the way up.

“It’s on a table!”

I then drew three fast horizontal lines on one side. Being of the cartoon age, they understood right away.

“It’s sliding!”

We then drew fantastic flying saucers, with clouds and stars to help define the space. The last step was the addition of very exuberant speed lines, in color, to show that their spaceships were zooming through the atmosphere.

Now that it has started, I feel less stress about my little class. I think I’ve got a handle on it. The students are enthusiastic and – as usual – ready for anything.

My other jobs seem to be coming together, too.

So much so, in fact, that I met my friend, Judi, on Tuesday, for a good walk. We might do it again, today.

My schedule seems to have leveled out. I even made tentative arrangements to take a day next week to train for another job, just so that I could fill in on occasion, if they needed help.

I had dinner out with my aunt and my cousin last evening.

That was followed by a meeting last night about the Affordable Care Act. It was – appropriately – subtitled “Not (quite) As Scary as it Sounds”. I feel like I have a better handle on that now, too.

This little drawing has been sitting on my desk for a couple days now. Though it’s a simple sketch, I have walked by a dozen times thinking to pick up the clutter of objects, only to once again realize it is a drawing. That I drewand left laying there.

I could attribute that to my poor memory, failing eyesight or the generally cluttered condition of my desktop.

I prefer to suggest it’s the expert rendering of shadows.


About cindyricksgers

I am an artist. I live on an island in northern Lake Michigan, USA. I have two grown daughters, four strong, smart and handsome grandsons and one beautiful, intelligent and charming granddaughter. I live with two spoiled dogs. I love walking in the woods around my home, reading, writing and playing in my studio.

8 responses »

  1. Sweet little drawing, Cindy. And I am still in awe & amazement about what you know about drawing and art. In our little school–up in the library–there’s a poster that describes lines like you’ve described here. I stare entranced by it, too, and admire artists ever the more.

    • Oh, thanks, Kathy…thirteen years of art school and thirty years of practice, I probably should be even better! I likewise could not do the things you have been taught to do, and that you work at. There is something that SEEMS remarkable and magical about art, but it’s just a learned skill, like any other. Thanks for reading, and for your comments!

  2. I wish I’d had an art teacher like you back when I was in school. You make everything come alive, whether you are describing a line or two, or drawing them. I’m so glad you share bits and bobs of it all here with us. You bless my day.

  3. I so wish I could draw. Or paint. Or sculpt. My mom sent me to a summertime Art For Fun class when I was little. I wish I would have paid more attention. On the other hand, all the attention in the world won’t give me talent. I think I could handle a class focused on lines though. I’m a whiz with the stick people!

    • I start my adult classes by reassuring folks that drawing is a learned skill, and uses the same type of skills that learning to drive does. Those of us that appear to have special god-give talent generally just developed a love of drawing earlier, so we’ve had a ton more practice at it. It is frustrating to most people to realize there isn’t a trick to it, and that it is a skill that needs time and devotion to master, but it is definitely possible! Thanks for reading, Sara, and for your comments!

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