Friday I woke early— in an hour often filled with shrieks and cacophony in the playground across the street. This morning there was only a fine stillness, accompanied by the sound of a steady, soft rain falling wetly on the leaves and pavement.
The wind in the trees at night in October sounds like all the silent wishes of dreams, rushing to be first in line.
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
(That phone looks way out of proportion! Larger than his arm, but then so is the hand that's holding it, and the arm got all wimbly-wombly. O well.)
After a week of percolating and indecision, an idea for this table hatched and I began the work (unironically) on labor day. I've stripped the top surface and all four legs, and have a plan to create a backgammon pattern on the top. Having seen how beautiful the wood beneath the old finish is, I've elected to leave… Continue reading A dilemma, revisited
Its beaches are among New York City's finest assets in the summer season, and the past weekend included two days delightfully spent where the Atlantic meets the sand at Jacob Riis Park. I spied a couple of cormorants drifting on the water out beyond the crashing waves. They're more commonly spotted lounging in the sun on the jetties of Coney, drying their… Continue reading Umbrellas and breakers
Sketchbook anthropology during a birthday gathering in a crowded bar.
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. .
Replaced a gel-ink pen I lost last weekend; nice for smearing, getting some greyscale tones. These seem to really want some color, but I'd forgot to bring my half pans with me last evening. I may yet revisit and paint them, though.
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)
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