Day twenty-one );ate): A cluster of wooden buoys hung on the porch, now strewn with crunchy leaves. It hadn't been swept since the summer. #Inktober. See more at @edaggarart
A cluster of buoys
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A stand of birch trees
Day nineteen : A stand of birch trees stood sentinel in the dark. . #Inktober2017 #inktober
He chopped the fallen tree into logs
Day fourteen: He chopped the fallen tree into logs, then split them into pieces suitable for the stove. He’d need enough to last the long winter. . There’s more art: @edaggarart & elizabethdaggar.com
Various and sundry trophies adorned the walls
Day twelve of #Inktober. Various and sundry hunting trophies adorned the walls of the anteroom. The light from the fireplace made them cast shifting, unsettling shadows onto the walls and ceiling. I've added some process pics after the jump, if you're interested. + + + Some snaps of the my process This… Continue reading Various and sundry trophies adorned the walls
A lantern in the dark
With day seven's drawing, I extend a warm and heartfelt thanks once again to WordPress Discover for sharing my opening post from this #Inktober, and to new followers here! Welcome! . Follow me @edaggarart on instagram to see more art, or @electrofork to see more photos. Even more art at: elizabethdaggar.com.
An anchor lay rusting among rocks and ferns
An anchor lay rusting among the rocks and ferns. The story continues, but releases very few of its secrets. I originally saw this near the saltbox house somewhere; maybe round back or on the far side of the porch. Maybe at the end of the narrow dirt and gravel driveway approaching from the main road.… Continue reading An anchor lay rusting among rocks and ferns
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.
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!
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