Here are a couple stills from a scene into which I'm working that oak tree drawing and the landscape I've been working on. I'm still getting the hang of working with cameras, and messing about with focal lengths and such, to get the depth of field. It's slow going, but enjoyable.
Another drawing in service to the animated short I'm working on. This is one I did last weekend, and I'm hoping to get the barn and silo illustrated from at least one point of view this weekend. Also: fences. I'm looking into learning more about the puppet tool in After Effects, too, so that I’ll… Continue reading The red oak that dwarfs the big barn
I stayed home last night; missed several parties, missed toasting with friends who I've not seen enough of. A head cold has been slinking ‘round the door for a few days (probably a few weeks), and by Midnight it'd overtaken me. I didn’t have any the past two winters, but I've been burning candles at… Continue reading Within an hour of waking, the sun has gladdened the windowpanes
I must quiet my mind. Sometimes it can be done with reading on the train. And sometimes it needs to be done by formulating, or finding, some clear thing out of the jumble of tangled strings and wires— the ones that formed knots in one’s head during the tumult of the day. Today was like… Continue reading After a day where a sudden drop in tempurature causes green leaves to fall like the piano needles from Charlie Brown’s xmas tree
Days twenty-seven and twenty-eight, a diptych: She had a Victorian sensibility and liked to collect little things she found on her walks. , #Inktober2017
Days twenty-four through twenty-six! An array of ornate forks that’d belonged to his grandparents were among the day to day utensils she ate with. . . . (These count as three drawings, for days Oct 24th - 26th. If you've a problem with that, I can't care.)
Day twenty-three: A paper box of safety matches could always be found by the stove. #Inktober2017
Day twenty-two: A model pirate ship in a bottle languished on a shelf in the corner, a vestige of his youth. #Inktober2017
A simple, hand-made bird house adorned one of the trees near the house. It was lived in, and a few strands of bedding straw poked out its cozy doorway. Apologies! This is a day late! More to come tomorrow 🙂 See all of my #Inktober drawings @edaggarart
Day nineteen : A stand of birch trees stood sentinel in the dark. . #Inktober2017 #inktober
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 