A house on Jones Street in Savannah The past few days I've finally begun sinking hours of time into acts of creation (outside of my design work—I'm still working full time hours via telecommuting, for which I'm incredibly grateful).Despite my plentiful physical art supplies that have accrued over years —like my watercolors which have been… Continue reading Reclaiming some sense of control
Tag: ink drawings
The language of flowers in statecraft
The state flower of New York is the rose, which also happens to be our national flower. It signifies love and beauty, as well as war and politics. I'm researching and sketching them for a project in which they may play a large role— a wallpaper design to be precise. The tricky thing about roses,… Continue reading The language of flowers in statecraft
It is quiet, and all the city’s a snow globe this bright morning
I've been given a snow day from work on account of this storm (referred to by meteorologists as a Bombogenesis, Bomb Cylone, and Winter Storm Greyson). It has settled in Brooklyn in the form of a persistent and blanketing snowfall out the window all morning, and not a soul around. It inspired me to make… Continue reading It is quiet, and all the city’s a snow globe this bright morning
A little book of black and white drawings
I have at last finished work on a small book of my Inktober drawings, as seen here during the month of October. I will be publishing it via Lulu.com, and it will contain all 31 drawings. I'm awaiting a printed proof to make certain that all looks well. I realize it's cutting things rather fine… Continue reading A little book of black and white drawings
Seasonal gourds and a straw broom on the porch
Day thirty-one: Seasonal gourds and a straw broom rested on the porch. The wind was picking up, and the barometer was dancing. . . . I hope you've enjoyed this Inktober as much as I have! Stay tuned— I'll be putting together a little book of these drawings (and possibly a few more)… Continue reading Seasonal gourds and a straw broom on the porch