I'm out of the habit of writing blog posts, which means that I think about it a lot, but don't let myself get any actual ideas. Instead, I start making up rules about what I can write about. (It has to be outwardly focused and of general interest, whatever that means. It can't just be about me not being able to think of anything to write about. It has to contain and relate to actual new art made by me. It has to be brilliant.)
Those rules, of course, shut it all down. So as I lay awake tonight, wondering when I will ever blog again, I decided to get up and write about how I can't think of anything to write about and share some art by somebody else.
These illustrations are by Czech artist Ota Janecek, 1919-1996. This one can be found
here.
And this one
here.
And this one
here.
I love the lines of the leafless trees. To me winter trees seem to have distinct personalities, benevolent and actively protective,
I intend to be back soon, pushing perfectionism and unhelpful rules to the wall.
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