I thought it might be a good idea to post a few pictures so those who are interested in getting to know me better don’t think I’m frittering away my time. I’ve actually been working quite a bit.

Facial Expressions Closer to completion

 

 

Below is for a sculpture.

Clay Boy UnfinishedA Little Closer to Completion

Clay Boy Closeup

To the wonderful few that are interested, I will reply as soon as I am able.  I am currently trying to secure a space to work .  And equipment.

In the meantime, I must say that Willie Nelson is as fabulous as ever.  What a wonderful unexpected surprise winning two tickets to the Horseshoe Casino last Friday. If I hadn’t had a friend who had a friend that drove and also enjoyed Mr. Nelson’s music, well, I never would have made it across the river. Am I twittering? Oops.

Alright. Let me move on. His music reminded me of the value in R&R. It also gave me insight into the sounds for one particular project. I was so excited when that thought rang out that I could barely contain myself and called up a friend who knows what I am currently working on. His sister, forgive me, I am terrible with names, plays a beautiful piano, honkey tonk to … and more than gospel.

Well, I’m still floating after having seen the Tony’s.

Hope is alive and well in Louisville. On that note, I need to rush off and do  some research.  As I said, I will reply to the posted comments as soon as I am able.

There are so many things in this world that I want to do. And there’s never enough time.

I finally finished the first stage of one particular project and suddenly my brain begins weaving an entirely different concept to that same project. So now, not only do I have a book manuscript that desires every spare minute illustrating more than one hundred pictures this summer, it has consumed me with a …

Well. All I can say is I need a composer. And an animation team. And a decent computer to do all the work that now needs to be done. Ha!

Between the ideas and ideals of reality and art there is something that calls me to do this. The song lyrics and the characters are coming at me like an army of…muses?

I believe. I believe. I believe.

 In the  meantime I will be quite busy painting the illustrations for the book and searching for the perfect composer. I already have four songs and two scenes written for an animated version!

Where is my Stephen Schwartz? My Marvin Hamlisch and Elton John? Where is my sage, my teacher, my hero?

And of course I need Andrew Stanton, Andreas Deja and …oh, the list is getting long. Just like the days of summer.

Hey! Have a great day. I know I am.

Berry Cold Outside

Back Yard View

Alright, it’s been a long time since I’ve posted a thing.

I wanted to post a few of the ice storm pictures that hit our small city and haven’t much time. I may have forgotten how to do a few things so we’ll see. I’ve written a few poems about Abraham Lincoln…and why not! Everyone is celebrating the bicentenial. I’m also taking the time to sculpt a few imaginings about his childhood.

 

So first the Winter Storm 2009.

Yummy...frozen food section.Ice Globe?

Alright. That’s it for today. I’ll take the next few days to finish up my sculpture of Abraham Lincoln. So stay tuned for a Tuesday Post.

Here’s a poem to wet your appetite. I’m trying to align all my images to Abraham Lincoln’s youth. Imaginings based on very little fact.

 

 

His Book

 

My restless wings in meadow grasses flutter

Calling for his calloused fingers,

Ready to fly beneath gray eyes.

 

Through pines and poplar sunlight slips

her diaphanous midday veil onto my inky curls,

A shadowed lace on creamy leaves.

 

Sounding like starched petticoats my pages rustle

As springtime breezes kiss one, then two,

then five and seven at a time.

 

My ax, secluded heirlooms, sharpen wit for stump

With unlocked palm along my spine,

I’ll dance inside his mind

 

Leaving jewels he’ll keep close to his heart,

Until his sleepless nights have passed.

 

 

Copyright 2009 KB McAnelly