Showing posts with label markers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label markers. Show all posts

7/14/2009

Work in Progress- Mums shoes


So after I finished my husband's McBeths my mother wanted a pair of her own. So she went out and bought these plain white canvas shoes. They're basic edition brand, so they're pretty cheap. They only cost her ten USD + tax.


I'm still working on them, I started just last night and worked till the sun came up. I've had them sitting by my bed for about a week now. It's always hard to start on a new project. That white canvas always feel so daunting. So I let them sit. I doodled on paper what I might do on the shoes. I was so afraid to do something wrong or something my mother wouldn't like. But eventually I picked them up and just went for it. So far, I'm liking the results.


So far I have learned that painting on cheap shoes is much harder than on expensive shoes. Seeing as expensive shoes have a tighter knit, it is much easier for the pen/marker to roll on them without having any in between white dots. But on cheap shoes the fabric is thick and woven loosely. Making it hard for ink to stick. It leaves a lot of blank dots in between.


On the up side, the ink bleeds a lot more on the cheaper shoes than on the expensive shoes, making color blending much easier.

7/08/2009

Walking on Dreams


While I was still in California living on Belden street I really missed the island. I'm originally from Puerto Rico. The island is beautiful. A mixture urban ghetto with rain forest. The beach sand is a light tan and the waters are a crystal clear blue. Truly beautiful.

I was very nostalgic all four years of my stay in California. I missed my family and the beaches, just the wonderful meditative feeling of sitting on the sand, listening to the waves crash, the breeze caressing your face.

Then I came to the island and realized that, although it was still full of natural beauty the people sucked. The beaches had become dirty, the people were all devolving into primitive creatures of violence and anger. Complete disregard for the terrible things they are doing to such a beautiful island.

I feel the island crying. I feel sadness whenever I go to a beach or any natural area. How my people have gone about living their lives here is disgusting. I know it's the same everywhere you go, but Puertorricans are such a proud people. Always bragging about how they're awesome and their island is the best.

And yet, look at the state it's in. Look at what they're doing to it. Sucking the life out of it. They've even closed down most agriculture here to concentrate on turism.

I feel a great sadness for my island and its people, I can no longer live here and be proud. I cannot smile at the beauty anymore. I just wish people would open their eyes and see. They're killing Puerto Rico slowly. Under the towers of concrete and seas of trash....

7/04/2009

MacBeth's- Playing with shoes.


My husband got these MacBeth's from his brother-in-law a few months ago. They were plain white canvas with black. A few nights ago while I was finishing up my mother's present, he started painting on the area around the tongues in orange with yellow. He did one and then stopped.


I had always wanted to paint of shoes. But I had never owned white canvas shoes. And was always afraid they wouldn't turn out great. Well, my husband gave me the courage. So after asking his permission and after his 'Go to town.' I grabbed all the markers I could find in the house, starting with sharpie outlines, and went crazy. Later on he got the idea to add the studs over the lace holes. I love that man. :)


I wish I had a before and after pictures. Oh well.