Here are some photographs from my brief but lovely stay in Cherry Grove, Fire Island last week. A soothing balm, and the friends I stayed with had a little oasis of a cottage on the bayside. It was so serene and lovely that I didn't even go off on a wander to photograph more of… Continue reading Scenes from a nearby barrier island
Here's a scene from the deck of our little house in Cherry Grove. I had it in mind that I'd start with some color then go in and add structure with pen, but I quite liked how serene and unfettered this looked so decided to leave it as mere suggestions of the pool and flower… Continue reading Suggestions of a fine summer day
This morning I woke to find a black bird walking around in my kitchen. When I walked in, she startled and flew smack into the window a couple of times. I opened a screen for her, but she flew into the living room and affixed herself to a screen before I got another one open… Continue reading The bird in my kitchen, and other prophecies
You guys, let me tell you that life in the Big City is just one crazy adventure after another, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Why, this very afternoon, some crazy, impromptu shit went down! Or rather, came down, I should say. I was weekend-chillin’ in my apartment when I heard an alarming sound… Continue reading Life in the city is a nonstop #adventure!
Last night, sitting on a blanket on the ersatz turf of the sporting field behind the Old Stone House in Park Slope, I enjoyed the production of Macbeth by South Brooklyn Shakespeare, now in their fifth season. Set in a post-Vietnam timeframe, fatigues comprised much of the wardrobe, and the weird sisters in proto-punk variations… Continue reading I see thee yet, in form as palpable as this which now I draw
Here’s one I did the other day, but just finished it now, especially for the Thursday post. It's my bicycle, a Globe Daily 1, and I love it. Its (his?) name is Boric, named by Z, back when he decided my witch name is Lizzie Boric. The basket on the back is one that's intended… Continue reading My adorable bicycle is person No.74
Here's a sketch I did on the weekend; the view from a corner table. There was no place to sit at the bar, and the whole length of it was occupied by men. hence the snarky little title in the upper left. This is perhaps a 15-20 minute sketch done directly in ink. Last evening… Continue reading Saturday Sausage Party: a sketch in three phases
Today has been very busy, and I hadn't prepared a post! So enjoy these old sketches from a drink n draw at 3rd Ward. These were all 10-20 minute poses, with marker and pen.
Saturday: it’s windy and feels like l’automne; fans dormant and kitchen window lowered almost shut, so things on the table there don’t wind up on the floor. one. I was traveling in some parallel Europe; Scandinavia, and without much in the way of maps or even plans. Improvising. I followed a couple out of a… Continue reading Two drawings and two dreams, all unrelated
Here are some images from a few months ago that I came across recently. Serene, the bright kind of overcast with a fine mist or drizzle. It’s a lovely thing to wander through neighborhoods I’ve wandered so many times before and see something in a way I never noticed before; or, literally, in new light.… Continue reading From a stroll on an overcast day in early spring
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