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I know, I know, my words were, “no more history.” Nevertheless, in the warp and woof of things one must accept what is woven into our span of time. That brief period, 1953 to 2011, some 60 years of my history, is like strands of bright colored threads through the fabric of my life, and can’t be forgotten or glossed over.
My entry into Mrs. Gladys Main art class here at the high school was as a shy, introverted, country girl. Up to that time I had been making quite a nice salary from my artwork, but this in no way made me feel above the instructor or students. Rather, it was more like the chores I had been doing of endless piece work only made me aware of how little I knew about art and, therefore, I was ready to learn.
The first thing Mrs. Main did was to put us to work on doing logos. “Well! That was easy for me because these had the same slick brushwork I had been doing. One of lines, color and shapes. How can it be explained the way my mind was enthralled with the power a logo could convey? Who can remember now which ones we studied. Bell telephone, out of the shadowy past, comes to mind.
With this computer there are wonderful connections and teachings to make the topic of logos easier to study and learn. Once you begin to play with these most simple designs, not for someone else, but for yourself, you will be forever hooked and on to the joy of art and its applications in your world.
Mrs. Main had us create our own monogram from our initials which is such a simple thing, but so powerful, when it comes to a place of creating and marking your own linens, silverware, dinnerware, gate posts, signet ring, marking on purse or wallet, wherever a touch of elegance can pull a person from the hum-drum of Wal Mart kind of merchandise to something of much more expensive and notable taste. Not that I don’t like Wal Mart. It is just a simple thing to have a monogram of your initials made by the many sewing machines used to create these and then, simply attach those to the Wal Mart towels or whatever. Use your imagination. The list is endless.
There’s the romantic touch, too. I think this is one reason I fell in love with my husband. A Hong Kong tailor had embroidered his name on the inside pocket of his suits. To me this was that appreciation of art and fineness that convinced me he was a good man. Certainly, never was I wrong
on that.
Here is a site for logos. You might wish to browse over the total thing.
http://www.webreference.com/dlab/9701/
Here is a site for monograms:
With the computer:
http://www.ehow.com/how_6303147_make...photoshop.html
Or the old fashioned way:
http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/ny/t...brarian-072185
My entry into Mrs. Gladys Main art class here at the high school was as a shy, introverted, country girl. Up to that time I had been making quite a nice salary from my artwork, but this in no way made me feel above the instructor or students. Rather, it was more like the chores I had been doing of endless piece work only made me aware of how little I knew about art and, therefore, I was ready to learn.
The first thing Mrs. Main did was to put us to work on doing logos. “Well! That was easy for me because these had the same slick brushwork I had been doing. One of lines, color and shapes. How can it be explained the way my mind was enthralled with the power a logo could convey? Who can remember now which ones we studied. Bell telephone, out of the shadowy past, comes to mind.
With this computer there are wonderful connections and teachings to make the topic of logos easier to study and learn. Once you begin to play with these most simple designs, not for someone else, but for yourself, you will be forever hooked and on to the joy of art and its applications in your world.
Mrs. Main had us create our own monogram from our initials which is such a simple thing, but so powerful, when it comes to a place of creating and marking your own linens, silverware, dinnerware, gate posts, signet ring, marking on purse or wallet, wherever a touch of elegance can pull a person from the hum-drum of Wal Mart kind of merchandise to something of much more expensive and notable taste. Not that I don’t like Wal Mart. It is just a simple thing to have a monogram of your initials made by the many sewing machines used to create these and then, simply attach those to the Wal Mart towels or whatever. Use your imagination. The list is endless.
There’s the romantic touch, too. I think this is one reason I fell in love with my husband. A Hong Kong tailor had embroidered his name on the inside pocket of his suits. To me this was that appreciation of art and fineness that convinced me he was a good man. Certainly, never was I wrong
on that.
Here is a site for logos. You might wish to browse over the total thing.
http://www.webreference.com/dlab/9701/
Here is a site for monograms:
With the computer:
http://www.ehow.com/how_6303147_make...photoshop.html
Or the old fashioned way:
http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/ny/t...brarian-072185