|I don't know what others may think, but I think this is one of my best pastels, and there are almost 150 of them online.|
It's only a monochrome sketch, but here I achieved what I was trying for, a convincing rendering of rocky textures. There is a center of interest, one stone that is a bit brighter and more detailed than the others.
I've just repaired the image, using GIMP to compensate for loss of contrast in scanning.
When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I'd let the old Earth make a couple of whirls
While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
And as time came around she came my way
As time came around, she came
When you meet with the young girls early in the Spring
You court them in song and rhyme
They answer with words and a clover ring
But if you could examine the goods they bring
They have little to offer but the songs they sing
And the plentiful waste of time of day
A plentiful waste of time
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to DecemberOh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you
I claim to be a professional artist, because I have actually sold a few paintings, though none recently.|
Favourite genre of music: anything but rock or grand opera. By "rock" I mean any of various contemporary genres, including rap, heavy metal, techno etc, characterized by raucous monotony. I don't include jazz.
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams
Favourite style of art: abstract (algorithmic or mathematical), not "abstract"
Operating System: Linux, Ubuntu distribution
MP3 player of choice: vlc
Shell of choice: bash (Bourne Again Shell), Python
Wallpaper of choice: Supernova 1994D in Galaxy NGC 4526 (see webcam)
Favourite cartoon character: Calvin (& Hobbes)