A little portrait watercolor demonstration I did for one of my classes at Pratt… posted by Veronica
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I know I’m not the first to say this, but I’m glad that symbolism and poetry were part of our presidential inauguration ceremony last week. And what a poem! What a poet! What a performance! posted by Veronica
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Oh Bernie. I can only imagine what was going through your head in this moment. So, you’ve become a meme. I can only imagine what that means to you as well. Cute ole Bernie. Look at him now waiting for the Amazon delivery truck. Oh look, he’s hanging out with the guy from the Sopranos. […]
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“While I may be the first woman in this office, I will not be the last.” I could not resist making a drawing of Kamala Harris as she gave her speech introducing Joe Biden on Saturday night. As a black woman of Jamaican and South Asian descent, she will make American history as she […]
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Thank you, Ruth Bader Ginsburg, for your wisdom, your tenacity, and your empathy. And most of all, thank you for your famous dissenting voice when needed, guiding us toward a more just society. Rest in Peace, Rest in Power. Posted by Veronica
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The years pass fast. Faster than I realize most days. Another has come and gone and come again the one that follows. I no longer look down but my gaze is met right before me. I catch what I can and plant what little seeds I can for the future.—Dominick
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The days pass. I read a reference to the current mood which stated “the days pass slowly and with great haste at the same time.” All around the faces change. Aged by the slow and steady waiting of the clock. Waiting for the moment to pass. Sitting before me, she only gave me but a […]
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Made with pastels many years ago…I swear she felt just like this. Greg Betza ©2020
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Margaret’s recent post inspired me to dig into my file of older drawings and I found this portrait I made at Disney years ago. I’m 99% sure he was the mayor of main street. Good memories. Greg Betza ©2020
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Watching the funeral procession of John Lewis yesterday as it made its way across the Edmund Pettus Bridge was a moving event. We all remembered the bloodshed of 55 years ago, now represented so poetically by the rose petals strewn along his path; a path that changed America. The words he leaves us with sum […]
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Charcoal pencil on paper. ~Despina
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My 10-year-old nephew gave me a sketchbook for Christmas, so I drew his portrait on the first page and gave it to him. He was so cute: He held very, very still while I was drawing, but his eyes were just about popping out of his head to watch what I was doing. After I […]
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A portrait of my friend Margo Rivera-Weiss, a artist and a lover of life, who passed away this week. A passionate person and a generous artist, Margo lived life on their own terms, right until the end. Such an inspiration. Rest in peace as you lived in power. Posted by Veronica
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As a working illustrator, you get used to the fact that sometimes, for all kinds of reasons, the projects you start change course mid-stream. I was a little bummed that this advertisement went another way though, since my beautiful step-daughter Danielle modeled for the illustration. Anyway, it was fun to draw her! Posted by Veronica
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Re-posting an older drawing I made of Dr. John when he performed in a New York City club back in 2005. Rest in Peace, sir. posted by Veronica
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Late as always, but this was sitting in my scanner so I figured I would put it up.—Dominick
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I made this portrait a few years ago. During a drawing session I chose to close in on the model’s face. ~Despina
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It was a thrill to see and hear Gloria Steinem at the Women’s Unity Rally in New York City on Saturday. Worth braving the cold for. 🙂 Posted by Veronica
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Watercolor and china marker ~Despina
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what you preach. I always tell my students to work with media that they’re not comfortable with, or don’t think they like working with. It’s in that struggle that you grow. So for the longest time I’ve dreaded the feel of oil pastels. I don’t know why, but they never seem to work for me. […]
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