Just some randoms from the past week. Bits n bobs.
From the sketchbook
Tag: drawing
It’s almost Halloween! Here’s a painting of a creepy girl
Here's a piece I did Monday evening. I've had these cradled wood panels in a box for several years now, and kinda forgot about them. But also, I tend to get too precious about materials (fear of sullying the perfect blank page, as it were). Time to stop that. TL made the panels for me a few years ago; I… Continue reading It’s almost Halloween! Here’s a painting of a creepy girl
Another drawing on antique paper
Here's another page from the book mentioned in a previous post. These inner pages are far more fragile than was the Title Page proper, as you can see by the deterioration in this drawing. (A lot of those bits fell off during the drawing process— mechanical pencils are sharp!)
The beauty of antique paper
Found this coverless, foxed old paperback in the 50¢ bin at Bruised Apple Books in Peekskill, NY during our camping trip a few weeks ago. It was clearly a popular volume in its time (319th edition!), its slender chapters sporting titles that encompass all the feels, to use contemporary parlance. Here are just a few… Expansions (development)… Continue reading The beauty of antique paper
celestial bodies
The point of departure here was the 30 circles exercise, but I'm not much of a one for following rules so I made them all different sizes and then it became all about the composition of the circles and ultimately turned into a kindof gravitational meditation in pencil. And then I went full Dr Seuss on that… Continue reading celestial bodies
Observations in ink
Sketchbook anthropology during a birthday gathering in a crowded bar.
Back to some drawings
Here are a couple of silly drawings from the sketchbook the other night. I've been remiss here, as happens at times, especially in summer, when the call of being outdoors is strong. .
Silenced is not Equal: #BlackLivesMatter
Here is the latest in my "Don't See Don't Speak" (or the Red Hand of Shut It) series— something more topical in response to the tragic and avoidable events of last week. Please feel free to share this widely and repost (as is). Below are some progress scans of the pencilling. One again, I forgot to… Continue reading Silenced is not Equal: #BlackLivesMatter
Farewell, Red
Here is a portrait I did this week in memory of my horse, Red, whom we lost on Monday. He was 35 this year, and feisty as ever— now running and grazing in the Elysian Fields. I've been planning to write about him this week, but the portrait was a softer catharsis. Instead, I've unearthed what I wrote three summers ago, late one August night at the Farm:
A little Mansfield Park (in ink, watercolor)
Here's a sketch that began a few days ago as a 30 second pencil study while watching a Manfield Park (it's been done multiple times for screen). Returned to it yesterday and it became, essentially, a study of hair. Initial pencilling and inking rendered it very Revolver in aspect, as you can see in the process scans.… Continue reading A little Mansfield Park (in ink, watercolor)
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 