Yesterday was sunnier and milder than forecast. I totaled around ten miles of wandering and walking (the rain did come but only overnight). In the evening met up with a gaggle of friends, some of whom I'd not seen in months. Did some people watching, too, observational sketches. Here's one from last week. George Washington, aka G.… Continue reading sketchbook anthropology
I had vivid, authoritative dreams that told me to answer questions simply, without explanation. Stern yet well-intended: cut the rambling exposition. Some things don’t need it; some explain themselves. Still others—wait, there I go. (You see what I mean?)I woke to the wrong day’s weather, and didn’t have the sense or maybe the energy to rearrange… Continue reading simplicity & inverses
Here are sneak peek slices of the two illustrations. They are nearly finished (add ice to the drinks, refine shading of stripes), but the book is not, so the final reveals will be some months from now, maybe longer. That's all I can say. These were done using some woodless HB pencils that are new to… Continue reading woodless HB | 0.5mm 2B | 0.5mm gel ink
Tuesday was a BAMF TCB day. (That's acronymic for Badass Motherfucker Taking Care of Business day.) Today will be more of the same (because #deadlines, as the kids say). After a solid five hours of focused client work in the morning, I spontaneously went full berserker on the decrepit grout and caulking in my shower. I've been wanting to… Continue reading Sneak-attack home improvement
I spent about six hours priming and painting picnic tables outdoors on Wednesday, which was a fine day for it. The tables were all dismantled and lying on tarps. It was more laborious than you'd think, and I felt it in my muscles for a few days after. A day of physical labor is a good greeting for Springtime.… Continue reading pen and pencil
The half pans have been getting more action than my computer lately. New sketchbook is only a few days old, but filling up pretty quickly— good, good. Maybe I oughtta' be pairing them with writing.
One of Ray's Zagat-rated jukeboxes ...and your host, Sheila
This woman started as a mouth only. This guy began, loosely, as some character in what I was (sort of) watching, but turned out looking like that kid from Waking Life.
This map, which I designed / illustrated for Pendergast in Amsterdam, went live on their website a week or two ago. I worked with them to articulate entryways to the neighborhood, highlighting routes for cyclists, cars and public transport. In the midst of designing, I traveled to Amsterdam. We held meetings. I went to the restaurant a… Continue reading Cartography of Amsterdam West
Recent days have arrived with excellent weather—sunshine. Birds tracing lazy smiles across the sky. Z and I have been taking advantage of it to wander. While at home the windows have been open wide. We laugh ’til our faces hurt, cackling chickens. In between we talk about real things. Life. Industrial streetscapes of Sunset Park He compliments me… Continue reading Interstitials
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