My Little Owl Detail

My Little Owl went to Hollywood to participate in the "Book It" Show at the Pink Ghost. I think I have to pick him up soon.

Malgorzata's Art of Detail

"Passion Fruit",1988.  Detail. Watrcolor on Rice Paper.

"Passion Flower" 2010. Digital Photo.

Detail

"Crepe Myrtle in Crystal Vase", 2010. Detail.

Watercolor and Permanent Marker.

Crepe Myrtle in Crystal Vase

2010. Detail.

Watercolor and Permanent Marker on paper.

My New Painting "Crepe Myrtle in Crystal Vase"

"Crepe Myrtle in Crystal Vase".  Now in my Shop on Etsy.

Time Travel - 1927

Grandma Karolina and Grandpa Franciszek were both born in the year 1896.
The men wore funny bathing suits then, and cars looked like horse carriages.

I don't have any photos of my own from that era. I can only imagine what my grandparents lived like. But I have an idea about the car that was made in America in 1927, the year that my mom Helena was born: I am presenting here my very own sketch of 1927 Chevrolet Peddler Wagon.

1892 Story

When I look at B&W images, they take me back in time. I time travel to 1892. I choose this year randomly; I haven’t a clear idea what was the World like at that time. Perhaps it is just a starting point for my new illustrated story. If you, my dear reader, would like to follow this intent, please tune in . I shall not disappoint you, or at least that is my intention now -- June 15, 2010.

DRAGONFLY IN FLORIDA SKY

Drgonfly in the Sky. June 8, 2010, South Florida.

My New Collage is Now for Sale

"Anglaise" - Collage without Words, May 2010.

This is my first summer collage of 2010 that was created by me,

Malgorzata Kawashima -- the artist.

I might sound funny, but I don't think of myself as an artist. Artists are people who work in their studios every day making a living. And I...I don't have a studio per se. Yes, I have a space called "Art Room," but I am never there. And maybe it is so, because there is too many things there that put my mind in a state of clutter, and make me believe that I am a hoarder of some sort. Pablo Picasso (I read about it in a book) had many tables in his house that were set up with his stuff. He could sit at any of them (the tables), at any time of the day or night and start working. It is not so in my world, and maybe I would like it to be that way. And I am not the master of the Art Room: my cats are. Nevertheless, I have managed to always create something, using my patio or garden, various coffee shops or diners, cars, trains and planes -- sketching in my sketch books or on random papers, napkins, receipts and so on. To make this story short, I am presenting my collage without words. And it is for sale in my Shop on Etsy.