I did both of these sketches the other afternoon at the Norton Simon Museum. I think I have mentioned in previous posts that this Pasadena museum is free the first Friday of the month from 5 pm to 8 (closing). One of my sketching groups takes advantage of this “Friday Freeness” and we meet there regularly once a month. And as I have said before, I usually head straight for the back garden and look for a spot to roll out my bubble wrap. For that evening of sketching I first sat on some grass and discovered this lovely lady. I must say that I am often inspired to draw the sculptures next to the Monet inspired pond and it was a pleasure to get to know her up close a personal next to a calm pond dotted with lily pads and ducks. I must also say, that when drawing such sculptures I often impose a slightly different face with a decidedly animated expression. And that is definitely the case with “Ms Mountain.”
Around 6:30 we usually meet inside the museum, just inside the garden, and share what we did the first hour. (Some don’t actually get to the museum until then as they are getting off work and dealing with awful Friday afternoon LA traffic. I have to admit that sometimes LA traffic is just too awful to even imagine, let alone be part of it.) That evening, our group leader didn’t really have an idea of what we could do together, so she sent us off to draw, paint or sketch what was pleasing to our eye. What you see here is my second hour sketch. And guess what? I walked around the pond to the other side of the “Mountain” and discovered another view that seemed to be calling me. I rolled out my bubble wrap and sketched her from another point of view. And as I was thinking of what I wanted to write about this week, I imagined something kind of glib, like “If a picture is worth a 1000 words, then two pictures much surely be worth 2000.” And then I would just end the blog abruptly, like there just wasn’t anything else to say. (You may have realized that one California girl is never lacking with things to say and I gave up on that idea right away.) So, then I got inspired with the idea that I had drawn the same sculpture from two very different vantage points and the theme could be something like, “it depends on how you look at it.” I further egged myself on with the notion of “it depends on how you look at it” when I included the man across the pond in the first sketch. I decided he might be a voyeur, of the nice variety of course. Maybe he was looking at the “Mountain” or maybe he was looking at me looking at the “Mountain.” I guess “it depends on how you look at.” Either way, I decided that the next time I was in this garden I would do a sketch of her from his side of the pond, from his point of view. (He was wearing sunglasses and it was hard to tell where he was looking. I also think he was looking at his phone most of the time, so I guess that’s my answer…)
So, last night we went to the Norton Simon again. Our fearless leader’s directions for the evening’s sketching was some “speed sketching” in the back garden. Together we walked to a part of the garden and had 20 minutes to sketch a vignette from that location. Our leader suggested that we make the sketch as thought we were going to add watercolor later. It was a worthy challenge for all of us. Maybe it was serendipity, maybe not. But the first area she led us to looked out in the direction of Ms. “Mountain,” but from my “voyeur’s” point of view. So, I was immediately and happily drawing her again, and could see what my maybe he saw, or not. Then when the timer went off, we moved to another part of the garden and sketched again for 20 minutes. (A strolling garden voyeur watched me sketch in this second location for a while and asked me if doing this kind of “speed sketching” was anything like “speed dating.” I told him it was similar, except I didn’t get indigestion after I finished a quick sketch.) Then we moved to a third location and our leader set the timer again. I was in heaven—it was a beautiful southern California evening and I was in a favorite place.
I will post the sketch I did of last night’s “Mountain} in my next blog, along my last sketch of the evening. (I hope to have time to add some watercolor…)
So, until next time…
More about “it depends on how you look at it:”
When my son was young we read a number of wonderful children’s books together. And a very favorite series we devoured as each one was published, was Lemony Snicket’s “A Series of Unfortunate Events.” If you have children, I hope you think to share any, or all, of these books with them. But even if you don’t have children, I recommend ALL of them for your reading pleasure. I have recently been re-reading the last in the series—The End, and the phrase “it depends on how you look at it,” appears frequently in it. Lemony Snicket, aka Daniel Handler, uses words and repeated phrases in his books to great affect. He even frequently defines words for the reader for emphasis when the main characters Violet, Klaus and Sunny are faced with their many difficult situations and people—with their most notable difficult person named Count Olaf. So, for this final “Unfortunate Event,” Mr. Snicket has many castaways (including Violet, Klaus and Sunny) who have washed up on a distant coastal shelf, repeating this apt phrase. There are too many examples of his use of this phrase to describe here, but I will leave you with one that I think very apt. When asked by the “facilitator” of the island (Ishmael, “Call me Ish”) they found themselves on, the children are told that kindness above all else is important to everyone there. So, when asked if there was a “story” they would like to tell him about their adventures prior to being washed up on the sand, Violet had to reflect on what her answer might be. She thought of all their intentions to be good and kind, but reminded herself that they had done some rather awful things in the name of trying to be good and kind. So, her final answer to his question was, “it depends on how you look at it.”