A single light burned late into the night in the little saltbox house

And so the story continues. Have I deferred the mystery, or deepened it? Who lives in this little house in a copse of winter trees? Why is there no fire burning within, when someone is clearly still awake upstairs? Stay tuned as the story continues to unfold. (Some progress images after the jump) I thought… Continue reading A single light burned late into the night in the little saltbox house

On a velvet dark night full of stars, the rain began

It's only day four of Inktober, but already I am feeling as though these drawings are all part of a single story. They are feeling all of a piece. I'll let my mind percolate on it, see if a story can begin to emerge... . Follow me @edaggarart on instagram to see more art, or… Continue reading On a velvet dark night full of stars, the rain began

Day three brings a stevedore and more stars

Day three of #Inktober2017. A stevedore smoking a meerschaum pipe. Follow me @edaggarart on instagram to see more art, or @electrofork to see more photos. Even more art at: elizabethdaggar.com.

Farewell September, hello Inktober!

Every year it seems I forget about Inktober until about a week too late. But this year I remembered and I'm excited to do 29 more drawings! I like the restriction of it. Certainly it's not forbidden to add color, but I'm taking it as a black and white challenge. Above is my drawing from… Continue reading Farewell September, hello Inktober!

Dishing on design!

This is a fun little sketch I started while watching Project Runway. It is one of few ‘reality tv’ shows I enjoy, mainly because the contestants (however manipulated, scripted, or edited out of context for drama) do actually design and create the clothing on the show. I love watching the process, and seeing the results.… Continue reading Dishing on design!

The swishing of cars and in the distance, church bells

And then there are parts of town that don't quite feel like New York at all. I'm always looking for what elements are the disparate ones; what are the real culprits that make it feel different. Sometimes it's scale; of buildings, of the street or space around the buildings. But sometimes it's something more invisible.… Continue reading The swishing of cars and in the distance, church bells

The newest beneficiary of my catch-and-release program

I’ve been buying pond comets from the feeder tanks at pet stores for years. Because they can grow to be almost as large as koi, I only keep them for a year or two, depending on how quickly they grow. When they reach a point of becoming too large for my tank, I release them… Continue reading The newest beneficiary of my catch-and-release program

Serpentines and dots; strategic pops

These went through many stages, and in retrospect I  think the yellow glow in the final (below) went too far, although I sort of like the contrast it adds. But I love monochrome, and when it was all just the blues, greys and pops of red, it was stronger. Also, with the yellow added, it… Continue reading Serpentines and dots; strategic pops

Some fun with fashion sketching

A little sketch I did last week; result of watching Project Runway. After inking and applying watercolor, I went in with an opaque white paint marker, in varying degrees of density. It stays wet initially, especially when you press down and get a big blob, so you can blot with cloth to make it more… Continue reading Some fun with fashion sketching

An architecture of isolation

  The wires are a connective element; a conduit of civilizing electricity, yet there is an insistence on isolation inherent in the design of some of the houses here. Beyond an eye toward privacy, they sometimes feel fortress-like, extending a feeling of invitation only to those already familiar; only to those whose homes they are.… Continue reading An architecture of isolation