A mousehole to Venice
Category: art
cats ~n clowns
Last evening was Art Night at Kim's house. I did three drawings– two of which are above and came out rather interesting. The third came out t.c.– total crap. That handsome, sly-looking feline is Berber, who lives with Anders; a great observer of humans and sometimes terribly sweet as well. The clown– who knows where… Continue reading cats ~n clowns
sweethearts
In keeping with the creepy theme from yesterday –and with Valentine's Day nearly upon us– above is yesterday's drawing-a-day. Aren't they sweet? (I've only been posting the ones worthwhile, but this sketchbook will be filled in a matter of months. Maybe less!)
masking fluid
Navy Yard
A stoic water tower upon rampart on the roof of building 3 in the Brooklyn Navy Yard. Windpower on the roof of a new LEED building in the Navy Yard. Snow in Fort Greene Park. Yesterday I went to the Brooklyn Navy Yard to shoot some photos for a client. These were some incidentals shots,… Continue reading Navy Yard
beet juice
Last night we made chicken breasts, kasha, and roasted beets from scratch. The beets take 45 minutes in the oven, but when they're done the skins just slide off and they are good. The 1/4" of water in the bottom of the pan is an impossible red color, and results in a very beautiful pink… Continue reading beet juice
another
In Search of Life
fig. 2 : "In Search of Life" I'm beginning with a bang; drawing number two, in addition to having written three pages– on anything! A digression in which, regarding the digital world, graphic design, and the world as we know it, led me to my own Toft-like ruminations, to wit (an excerpt): So much is… Continue reading In Search of Life
the nummulite
In a discussion about the late (great) John Updike, Ben told me that the author was a firm believer in writing "three pages a day"– of anything. This is perfectly sensible, and sounds so simple. It speaks to the notion of keeping one's instrument in fine-tune; in a word: chops. What I've been missing from… Continue reading the nummulite
winterlight
fig. 1: (above) A grouping of two images from the Sunday walk in Prospect Park: Dr Seussian grasses of towering puffs on gaunt, weather-weary reeds; the sun's diffusion over softening ice on the lake. fig. 2: (above) a section of the view out my window, with fresh snow silvering the trees. fig. 3: (above) un… Continue reading winterlight
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