Pink Geese Go For a Walk

“The one important thing I have learned over the years is the difference between taking one’s work seriously and taking one’s self seriously. The first is imperative, the second is disastrous.”
– Margot Fonteyn

I LOVE that quote!  :)

Copyright Beth Parker Art 2012

Pink Geese Go For a Walk – 4″ x 6″ Watercolor Postcard

Didn’t I warn you earlier in the week that I had a thing with pink last weekend?  There’s more pink coming.  he he  I really enjoyed the reference photos Elainesq posted in the WetCanvas WDE, for us to paint from.  If you haven’t tried it, go take a peek at the Weekend Drawing Event in the All Media Art Event forum.  It’s great practice and very inspiring.  I’m signchick over there.  We had references from Australia two weeks ago and this coming weekend, we’re in Britian with oldrockchick.  Fun!! 

About Margot Fonteyn

Margot Fonteyn, the elegant British prima ballerina, is considered one of the truly great dancers of our time. She was born in 1919 in Surrey. She made her debut in 1934 as a snowflake in Nutcracker and was a leading ballerina within four years. She flirted with retirement in the late 1950′s until Rudolf Nureyev defected from the Soviet Union; he became her dancing partner for the next decade, a brilliant creative match despite their 20-year age difference. She died in 1991 in Panama.

Masters Study – Edgar Degas, a crop from Dancers Resting

“There ain’t nothing from the outside can lick any of us.”
– Margaret Mitchell



Masters Study – Edgar Degas, a crop from  Dancers Resting
2.5″ x 3.5″ Van Gogh H2Oils on 140# Watercolor paper

Here’s a link to the original Degas painting.  If you haven’t tried them, Van Gogh H2Oils are water soluble  oil paints.  They are fun to play with.   I remember spending a lot of time on that white dress.  There are a lot of colors in it, along with texture and shadow.  Fun!! 

About Margaret Mitchell

Margaret Mitchell wrote just one book, the immensely successful Civil War novel, Gone With the Wind, which she wrote while convalescing with a broken ankle, basing it on tales her relatives had told her. She then put the book away until a publisher asked if she had ever written a novel. After giving him the manuscript, she got cold feet and asked for it back, but he’d already begun reading. The book still sells more than 200,000 copies a year. She was born in Atlanta in 1900 and died in 1949.