Scar face, salt, sandpaper and scribbles
Dear Sarah/Dear Nikki - Day 404 of our daily drawing exchange
Hi Sarah!
Despite clients in Calgary and Airdrie, still made it back in time for my strength training class and from there, to my online writing group meeting. It’s one of our Butt in Seat sessions, so I was able to get another chunk of read-through and light edits done. Then, a quick read of another Borges story, this one about a man with an arcing sabre scar from temple to opposite cheek.
Hence, the portrait. Victim, turns out, was actually a traitor - many of the stories have this type of twist revealed at the end.
About to wrap up the meeting, hydrate, and head for bed.
Talk soon -
Nikki
Hi Nikki,
Scarface is, like all your recent book-based posts, ominous, slightly gruesome, and sinister. Not surprised he turned out to be a traitor.
My butt was in a seat today, too, but I was at the Vic Theatre to see The Painted Life of EJ Hughes, a fantastic documentary about one of my favourite painters. I think you’d love it—it will be streaming on Knowledge Network in April. His polite refusal to promote himself (or do interviews) is delightful, especially in this “look at me” culture we live in.
Today I fooled around with very wet paper, blobs of paint straight from the tube, smeared on with a cut up credit card, which was also used to create lines and move the paint around. I added some coarse salt and a bit watercolour pencil dust (made by rubbing the pencil on rough sandpaper). Wild, wet and very satisfying to make.
XO S
