Some epaulettes
Tag: portraits
Inky vignettes, and cheers
Souls, moods
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.
Drawings from the moleskine
Bars are always good for studying human nature, at its best or worst (and all the in-betweens). Poor TL, Thursday evening. When I stopped in, she was dealing with a lot of douche-baggery— I hope they tipped her well to make up for that guy whose card wouldn't go through, yet insisted on putting up a… Continue reading Drawings from the moleskine
…and, more watercolor sketches
The half pans have been getting more action than my computer lately. New sketchbook is only a few days old, but filling up pretty quickly— good, good. Maybe I oughtta' be pairing them with writing.
the Grotesques
I was at a friend's house the other night who owns one of a series of paintings I did in '05. I haven't done a proper painting in a couple of years, and looking at it, I wondered why. These paintings were all fleshed-out from sketches I'd done in many sketchbooks over the course of a couple… Continue reading the Grotesques
Portraits: some real, some of thin air
Things have been coming back into focus. A few years ago I was rarely drawing in my sketchbook— heretofore a staple in my life. Turned out it was down to my eyesight. I'd started wearing glasses, but only to read, as it was the only time I really noticed the deficit. When I finally got fitted with contact… Continue reading Portraits: some real, some of thin air
Duchy & Vole
This is what happens when I watch Project Runway. Yesterday’s sort of gusting W I N D throws some of the apartment’s weaknesses into high relief; an embarrassing semblance of outdated aluminum-framed windows in the kitchen, and utter lack of insulation in the outhouse—er, bathroom. The place is downright chilly on such days. This time… Continue reading Duchy & Vole
“My Daguerreotype Boyfriend”
Henry Peters Gray, portrait painter, circa 1850 This and many other antique portraits (two more examples after the jump) live at a tumblr blog called "My Daguerreotype Boyfriend," subtitled Where early photography meets extreme hotness. Lotsa' fun, check it out. (Thanks to John for sharing this on fb.) Johannes Brahms, circa 1853, age 20 Ernest Hemingway, age… Continue reading “My Daguerreotype Boyfriend”
In which I travel to Baltimore and meet Luna, then to Adamstown to collect old things
An overabundance of action and sunlight: lizzie and luna in kelley's car The waiting line on 33rd and 7th Avenue on Work Island is an object lesson in chaos; a spectacle to be avoided at all costs if you're not there to board the Bolt Bus. As if that weren't enough, the bus to Baltimore… Continue reading In which I travel to Baltimore and meet Luna, then to Adamstown to collect old things
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 