Ashlynn Meyer's Art Portfolio

Blue and Yellow. Thrown Bowl with Red Earthenware Clay. 2018. I wanted this piece to have different variety of color. I chose to use the red clay so I could use the cleat transparent glaze to make it pop. I then decided to add yellow and blue to compliment the red. What stands out to me is the two stripes of blue and yellow right next to eachother.

Just a Slice?. Acrylic Painting. 2018. I was inspired to do something large and different for this piece. I wanted people to look at this painting and get a hungry feeling in their tummies! I used the paint by putting it in a piping bag for frosting and piped it on. This created a thick looking crust on the pizza, frosting on the cake, texture on the cookie, and the juiciness on the watermelon. I used this process over and over till the thickness was at a realistic state. I then went in and added the details such as the grease on the pepperonis, the cracks in the cookie, the shine on the watermelon, and the happy birthday part of the cake. i was very inspired by all pop art artists and the vibrant colors they use. I wanted this piece to be very eye-catching and something people would be drawn to as soon as they walk into the room.

Darlene Whitten age 13. Pencil Drawing. 2018. This drawing is in memory of my late grandmother who passed away on October 13, 2018. She was a cancer patient. My grandmother had her first pass with cancer in 1980 when she was diagnosed with colon cancer. She went through treatment and the cancer shrunk and she survived. In 2016, she found out she had gallbladder cancer that was spreading quickly. She went into surgery and got her gallbladder removed and was put in regular chemo treatments to kill off the rest of the cancer cells. She was recovering and cancer free until 2017 she found out the cancer had spread to her liver. She had 2 golfball sized tumors growing rapidly in her liver. The cancer won the fight with my precious grandma. To go through 3 different types of cancer in one lifetime is a lot for anyone, and she never gave up. I will always remember my grandma as the strong fighter she was. Rest in peace,  sweet soul.