Day eleven of #Inktober. The coffee was still hot, but he was nowhere to be found in the house. A window was open across the room, and a chill wind came through. . more art: @edaggarart & elizabethdaggar.com
The coffee was still hot
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The bicycle was still there as the sun went down
Day ten of #Inktober: The bicycle remained leaning in the clearing where it had been left hours earlier. The sun had begun to set and some stars winked into the deepening darkness high above. . Follow me @edaggarart on instagram to see more art, or @electrofork to see more photos. Even more art at: elizabethdaggar.com.
A small rack of antlers
Day eight of Inktober A small rack of antlers hangs on one of the walls. There is a small metal tag affixed, but nothing is inscribed there. A mystery. . Follow me @edaggarart on instagram to see more art, or @electrofork to see more photos. Even more art at: elizabethdaggar.com.
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
Farewell September, hello Inktober!
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!
Drawing people and feeding sea birds
Another half day spent at the beach, and two more people added to the sketchbook. I also made a silly little movie of sea birds —fluttering, fighting, and diving as they do— posted on Instagram. The drawings before adding the sky and joined them into one scene:
Some sketches: warm, bright, like summer
Friday evening I rode my bike to Red Hook to surprise a friend at work and have dinner at Hope & Anchor (delicious). A street fair was underway. It was a good excursion. I needed to get outside, having not felt very well all day, and stuck indoors during lovely weather. I rode back by… Continue reading Some sketches: warm, bright, like summer
The flapper!
Here is a glimpse at number three in the ongoing series of illustrations for a book. Finger waves on a flapper.
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 