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
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
Every year it seems I forget about Inktober until about a week too late. But this year I remembered and I'm excited to do 29 more drawings! I like the restriction of it. Certainly it's not forbidden to add color, but I'm taking it as a black and white challenge. Above is my drawing from… Continue reading Farewell September, hello Inktober!
I’ve been buying pond comets from the feeder tanks at pet stores for years. Because they can grow to be almost as large as koi, I only keep them for a year or two, depending on how quickly they grow. When they reach a point of becoming too large for my tank, I release them… Continue reading The newest beneficiary of my catch-and-release program
Art archive today! Here are some quaint little buildings I was commissioned to illustrate a number of years ago for a scene in a video game. I believe the project ran out of funding, which was too bad, as I enjoyed working on it.
Monica Forsythe wrote an an article on Medium regarding my visiting artist talk for UMBC at the Spark Gallery during the Light City Festival in Baltimore. I'm honored and gratified to have made such an impression. It was a curious and enlightening endeavor. The preparation for the talk took me backwards through time, and reminded me where… Continue reading Luck is a residual of preparation: visiting artist talk
Here are some sneak peaks of the first two illustrations for the book I'm working on. These top to are photos showing much of the finished illustrations, and below are details of the scanned images. I need to gain momentum; I'd like to complete 3-4 illustrations per week to keep this moving. Gotta stay motivated!… Continue reading Remember that project I mentioned? Inking fine lines
I decided against the stained glass approach in the end. I Chose instead, to focus on repeated patterns— a race horse silhouette, with the silks in the spotlight, and a larger repeating pattern behind them. After much experimentation with various backdrops and shifts in color for the silhouettes, I landed on a maximum vintage palette and… Continue reading Stained glass abandoned in favor of a vintage flavor
An outboard motor, its rotors dull and pitted, hangs from a century-old beam among the rafters. The darkness up there would be forbidding, were it not for the string of lights ‘round the mirror Which smudged reflection is filled with faces, flickering in shadows Of candles and various states of inebriation. The man behind the… Continue reading From the archive: an outboard motor and a few lines
This relates to my post yesterday, regarding a drawing of birch trees. This is the finished inking of a closed in, tangled forest scene I drew last week— album art for a client. This was drawn with pale graphite, then outlined and hatched ten thousand ways to Sunday with a Micron .01mm pen, and finally some washes (a… Continue reading Working with ink: three renditions of a narrow place
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