Floodwaters rising. I was among others, and I was on some sort of mission; I was preparing for something, and trying to locate what I'd lost among the water pooling around our feet. I didn't set out to write it down immediately, though, so the rest of the dream has been lost. Sunday Ben and… Continue reading water soluble
Here is my big secret: I haven't done drawings on a regular basis for many years, aside from fits and starts. False starts-- or re-visitations. As a result, I can no longer draw anything unless I've seen it, or worse: unless I can see it-- in reality, or in a photograph. I've lost my ability… Continue reading relearning drawing
Today I did a drawing of a rutabega (see above). A magic rutabega. (More on why later...) Oh. Oops-- turns out I've been spelling it wrong, according to Mirriam-Webster. It's rutabaga! There is a mighty thunderstorm occurring RIGHT NOW! A beautiful summer storm, following several hours of that tinged purple sky and flashes of heat… Continue reading l i s t m a k i n g
A little drawing from my sketchbook. Today is day two of our little "heat wave" here in NYC. Yesterday the heat index was over a hundred. Luckily for me, I was kidnapped in the late afternoon by friends, and whisked off to Jacob Riis park, where there is a lovely beach. Upon returning home, my… Continue reading heat
Overpass in rain Catharsis. A charcoal drawing, 18"x24". Haven't used the medium in over a decade; forgotten how blackened the hands get. My eraser is indistinguishable from the bits of charcoal now as well, save by its shape.
freckled, androgynous Some more drawings. Been doing more drawing than thinking lately, so not much to say (write). What can I scare up on short notice...? Well, the weather has been agreeable- (weather; always a brilliant topic. ::shakes head::) August itself is in its late days which is sad, especially as that brief trip to… Continue reading bang!
Here are some new drawings; have been working with grey markers. The paper is thin and sometimes the markers go through, thus starting the next drawing without your consent.
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Minerva, fifth of my Mythological series my dreams are bound together with waxed sail thread, glue stick and cello tape. Once again, today was beautiful, sunny and breezy. tonight is cool and clammy. the clamminess is a minor nuisance compared to a normal NYC summer in which it is hot and unbearably humid. this summer's… Continue reading friday
i think it's valla again Walking about in the rain in sunglasses and without umbrella is an example of behavior found perplexing by many. However, one can have the park nearly to oneself on such a day. I've had to put a pot on the floor under the hole where the rain has been coming… Continue reading drip drip
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