Above: sketch of a suburb— viewed from the spire, as it were. A suburb represents, to me, a place that lacks the most wonderful parts of both cities and wide open spaces*; A pattern imposed; a restrictive one— made to serve its developer's purpose rather than its inhabitants. Sometimes, life feels that way, no? (how… Continue reading how things move altogether too quickly and smoothly once a pattern is imposed
Here are a couple watercolor studies I did last night involving compositions of overlapping shapes. I haven't touched my half-pans in months, and it was nice to get out the brushes again. These are related -somewhat- to elements of a small design system I'm in the midst of at work for an upcoming event. In… Continue reading On messing about with the interplay of color, briefly
On offer today: some marker and pen sketches of folks from the last Friday night at Hope & Anchor. Officially closed as of Sunday, and as I understand they had a sort of second line jazz funeral for the beloved diner and karaoke joint of Red Hook.. It's a place I'll sorely miss; another casualty… Continue reading These are the last; there will be no more
A hundred eyes look upon us but they cannot see us Two bridges in fog and no one to cross them
I love the world Tove Jannson created with her wonderful Moomin books. The writing and illustrations are top notch, full of subtlty and wistfulness and the complex emotions we don't always allow children* to have, or forget they have. Her works are up there with Edward Gorey to my mind, and the beautiful animations made… Continue reading A Moominvalley morning in full sun
None of us is a stranger to the need for endurance. It’s a universal theme; always returned to in stories. We endure. And in the strength we needful gain in our small hero’s journeys, we encounter the requirement of meaning. Neither the smallest nor greatest of trials is endurable without that ineffable, elusive thing we… Continue reading Enduring the caprices of the gods
Beyond the Red Oak v6 from Elizabeth Daggar on Vimeo. I haven't had time the past two weeks to get much farther with this, but I'm hoping to get back to it on the weekend. Here's where I left off in my motion tests and atmospheric meanderings.
Spent some time in Red Hook over the weekend; went to say goodbye to that institution of a watering hole Bait & Tackle, followed by a visit into Sunny's (where yesterday's photos originated), and finally dinner and some time with friends who sing at Hope & Anchor, also soon to be no more. This is… Continue reading Jolly sketches of karaoke time at the diner
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 