3/18/13

Eye Glasses




Eye Glasses. Pigment ink on 11"x14" Bristol Bored (Board). Okay so what's with all the objects here? Not much to them. I was sharpening a vegetable cleaver while drawing and cooking oriental vegetable stir-fry. I thought of the three blind mice, I wanted to draw a banyan tree and when I drew one of the interloping roots, it looked like a snake, so went ahead and drew a snake. Had to draw eye glasses after all and still feeling left-over desire to draw denim. Also drank cola for the first time in weeks from a stem glass with eyes, I mean ice. And I hate rats and mice...and I have to have a pattern on the table and floor and since I am using black ink might as well draw checkered floor. No deep meaning , just brainless squiggling.


This is my entry for Illustration Friday's "Eye Glasses" prompt.

I was a seventeen year old student nurse when I scrubbed for my first and only enucleation case. When I think of that procedure, I don't try to focus on the clinical aspects of the case which I do remember, but rather the human relation connections. You see, the patient was someone I knew since he was in first grade. He was my youngest sister's classmate. His older brother was my classmate from first to sixth grade. We all attended the same elementary school. We were neighbors. His parents were acquainted with my parents. His father was my eldest sister's and elder brother's teacher in high school. His mother was one of my adult Girl Scout leaders. His mother and my eldest sister were co-teachers in the same elementary school faculty. 

About five years ago, I was standing in the entry hall of our corporate office in Texas when a man and woman came in and asked the security guard for directions to the Human resources Department. It was past five o'clock PM and the offices were closed. The man saw me, I nodded in acknowledgement and told him about the office hours. He saw my corporate identification card. Seeing that I had an English surname, he asked if was originally from the Philippines. You know, I don't like strangers asking me personal questions but hearing the man's gentle intonation I sensed the man was from the region where I was born. I still answered a plain "Yes." He asked more questions. I became annoyed so without answering, I asked him the same questions. He only seemed happy to answer. He asked for my maiden name. I thought to myself "what are the chances of him knowing my family" so I told him. Whoaaa! He looked so delighted. He asked about my father, he knew the street where we lived and described our house where he said he had visited. We were neighbors. He told me that he was the classmate of one of my sisters and his father and my father were members of the same church club and his mother was my other sister's teacher. He told me to remind my sister about the smallest member of the class.

How often does that happen? Such a small world.

I called my sister to tell her about her former classmate in elementary and high school. She told me he was the smallest student in the class, she knew about his case with the atomic energy department. That man later became an engineer in one of our hospital facilities. I told him about my sister's illness. He visited often to ask about my sister. He was saddened by my sister's passing. We also talked about other things. He told me that he likes to go ballroom dancing. I giggled because he is so petite. I am much taller than he is. One day he told me that he and his best friend like to go fishing. He told me that I may know his best friend.

His best friend was my patient. 





 



Aaaahhh! I have been uninspired. Too lazy to draw and if I do, I too often soon forget about my drawings. Here are some pieces I drew during the past couple of months which I have not shared here before. These are pen and ink on 11"x14" Bristol Board sheets.



Carolina Chikadee. I am not very good with animals. I struggle when I draw them. I cannot draw animals from memory. My Father-in-law's Backyard (Too bored to finish this piece. I was experimenting with different squiggling tints, perspective and layers.)


 Part of the Grotesque Series. King Troll on the left and King Rat on the right.Used up so many pens. Had to order more. Also ordered two dozen 11"x14" Bristol Board pads which makes me feel guilty if I don't use them - viscious cycle.



More backyard scenes from my Father-in-law's kitchen window.  Elephant Ridge on the right and bedtime drawing steps below:





 The End.





25 comments:

Mauricio Abril said...

These are beautiful, Ces! I really love the detail in the first one, and after all, art is first and foremost an expression of "squiggling." And I enjoyed seeing the process pieces too, very intriguing. You have the patience of a saint and the diligence of a monk!

Ces said...

Aaawww! Thank you Mauricio. You are so sweet. Do the saint and monk balance out my temper tantrum, which is that of the devil? Hehehehe!

Steve E said...

Which do I relish the more? Your real-life stories, or wonderful "squiggling" or just the whole YOU? It doesn't matter, I'm enthralled, during each visit here.

My blog today is a bit about family, you might enjoy the short read http://stfourthdimension.blogspot.com You know I don't ask you to read junk, OK?

Bye, for now...YOU!

k.h.whitaker said...

Soooooooo awesome! Love them all Ces. Especially the work in progress. I so love the way you handle trees.

Ted Blackman said...

Wow, small world and a great story. But I have to say, sharpening a vegetable cleaver while drawing must take great skill. I would pay to see that.

Ted Blackman said...

Word verify?? Aaaargh!

Ces said...

Sigh. Well, I had to put down my drawing on top of the garlic cloves...

Ces said...

Argh!!! When I was on vacation some pervert left an obscene spam comment. Please bear with it for a few days.

Ted Blackman said...

Ces, here's what I do to avoid turning on word verify or comment moderation: On the Template page there is a list to the left; click on 'comments' and you will see a page that shows all your comments as they come in. It's easy to spot the spam. Below each comment you have choices to deal with it, just click 'spam' and it's gone for good. I put that page in my bookmarks bar and check it every hour or so. Spam is dealt with quickly and easily with this method, without turning on annoying word verify.

Ces said...

Okay! Okay! Sigh.

Ces said...

And by the way, I do not like to monitor my blog that much. Some spam comments still make it. I think they are getting sophisticated. Some have real accounts. Perverts!!! Argh.

Ces said...

Thank you dearest Karen!

Ces said...

I don't know. I think you just like everything I post! Hehehehe. Thank you, Steve.

Ces said...

Okay, I will read your post later when I have a bigger screen. Thanks.

Ted Blackman said...

I've noticed that most of the spam I get is put there late at night. But the good thing about my method is it shows me spam that has been put on older posts that I would not know abut. I see even those now as they come in, and then remove them. Okay, I'm throwing away my soap box now.

Rod MacGregor said...

Not too bad for 'brainless squiggling'!!!! Love the story Ces ...Questions can be annoying and I like your style...asking the same ones back... that's what I would probably do.

Bella Sinclair said...

I am

absolutely

breathless

Ces said...

Or you can respond by asking them "Why do you want to know?" :)

Ces said...

Please do not stop breathing. I need you. Tsup!

Emily said...

First off, hihi, I am so going to ask for a technical shot if the opportunity ever arises – If only to see the reaction.
The world is infinitely small sometimes.
Ah Ces, your trees – your trees, they make me dream with waking eyes. Thank you.

Rizalenio said...

Wow! These are all beautiful. So beautiful! :)

Tammie Lee said...

absolutely incredible to see what you have been creating
so many interesting facets of life, imagination and creation
you are so talented!

aintshakespeare said...

These are lovely. And thank you for the process pictures. It is so nice to see how others get from beginning to end with their drawings. And nice to see that good art takes time.

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