Catherine Dudley

Sign Language interpreter/ Lover of language

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Doing. This. Now.

BEFORE WE BEGIN...

My grandfather is one of the most amazing poets you will never read. He also has spent his entire life perfecting his penmenship. It is stunning. I think I got my love of handwriting from him. I have always wanted to learn calligraphy. It shows respect, adoration, and love for language. I am a language lover. I am a linguist at heart. Always have been. Language even became my career- I am a sign language interpreter. Imagine that- an ASL interpreter with ink all over her fingers. Yep. It's already happened. And yes, there have been many looks and questions followed by many enthusiastic explanations! ;)

Everywhere I go people tell me that they love my handwriting, and I am OBSESSED with fonts, so at 35 years old, and after an introduction to http://lindsayletters.com by my sister, I realized the time had come...

Let's. Do. This.

(Oh, there is something you should know about me- I tend to just jump in head first to things. As a result, I "practice through doing" and not as much through perfecting form with repitition or tracing, although there is a bit of that too.)

FOR FRIENDS. (March 4, 2014)

I have been asked by a few friends to make a few things. I love the practice and I love that they ask me. It means a lot. 

For a friend. For her family member. For a frame. For her party. Because she's loved.

For a grieving friend. She lost her husband. This is their song. 

I love friendship.

I do. 

IT'S BEEN A WHILE  (Feb. 27, 2014)

The last few weeks of my life have been NUTS and I haven't been able to play as much as I have wanted too, BUT, I got a ton of new goodies and that made playtime tonight... AWESOME!! 

My newly seven year old nephew was writing thank you notes to people for all of his birthday gifts. This is a direct quote from his thank you note to my grandfather, his great grandfather. This boy's heart is SO huge and precious. The size of the universe. My goodness, I do love that boy so.

Working on this in my life right now. So. Stinking. Much. And desperately needed.

One of my all time favorite songs. Ever. 

I am loving using my new gouache!! I have the super wrong black paper right now (just found an old black paper notebook in the art closet) but I'll get better stuff soon. For now, I am just loving the feel of the mixed ink. 

What kind of colored paper do you guys use????

I'll be back.

PLAYING!! (inside. where there is NOT any snow!) (Feb. 13, 2014)

That's me. I'm Aunt Caffree. And proud to be.

It really is a bit overwhelming when you start to think of all of the technical things that need to be perfected, i.e. letter formation, spacing, baseline, hairlines, etc... so at this point I am choosing not to think about those things. I am just loving the heck out of playing with this!! 

MUCH TO BE DESIRED IN FORM, BUT A QUOTE NOT TO BE TAKEN LIGHTLY 

(Feb. 11, 2014)

I HATE capital I's. Disdain. I think they make everything look wrong. I have been on the hunt for a good one that feels like me. No dice so far. Still hunting though. I am determined.

IT'S BEEN A WHILE (Feb. 9, 2014)

Crazy. Week.

I haven't been able to practice as much as I'd like, but I have snuck a few moments in here and there. 

Yep. Seriously. 

Also...

I believe in this. Whole-heartedly. 

One more thing I believe in...

COLOR!!!!!!!!!!

SOOOO many technical things to work on, but it is amazing how easy it is to fall in love with this art form. Good grief! It's like free therapy!!

I'll be back!

NIGHT ONE. (Feb. 7, 2014)

First attempt at my name. Yes, my middle name is McIntosh. (Is it weird that I love the splash of ink at the end?)

My first alphabet. I enjoyed working on this. A lot. It is really good for revealing your spacing and angle issues. Plus, all the letters look pretty together! 

My nephews. I have five. No girls allowed!! 

Ok- so... this is where I just played!

A few questions for the brilliant and FAR MORE talented and skilled than I...

This silver ink (Windsor and Newton) seems to be AWFUL! It smells horrible and gave me the worst headache, plus it constantly ran out of the pen as soon as I touched the nib to the paper. Can we say "Where are the hairlines??" Am I doing something wrong?? Is it just because of the paper that I used? (I had an old black paper scrapbook and just pulled a page out.) HELP!! I LOVE the look of silver on black, but at this point I don't even want to play any more with it. And that makes me sad. I haven't gotten into gouache mixing yet. Should I just abandom the regular colored inks and go that route?

Ok. Fin for tonight. Until tomorrow!

P.S. This IS addictive and I am thrilled I found this class.

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