Angles & Edison bulbs along a midnight stroll

woodless HB | 0.5mm 2B | 0.5mm gel ink

Here are sneak peek slices of the two illustrations. They are nearly finished (add ice to the drinks, refine shading of stripes), but the book is not, so the final reveals will be some months from now, maybe longer. That's all I can say. These were done using some woodless HB pencils that are new to… Continue reading woodless HB | 0.5mm 2B | 0.5mm gel ink

pen and pencil

I spent about six hours priming and painting picnic tables outdoors on Wednesday, which was a fine day for it. The tables were all dismantled and lying on tarps. It was more laborious than you'd think, and I felt it in my muscles for a few days after. A day of physical labor is a good greeting for Springtime.… Continue reading pen and pencil

…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.

More watercolors

One of Ray's Zagat-rated jukeboxes ...and your host, Sheila

Watercolors from the sketchbook

This woman started as a mouth only. This guy began, loosely, as some character in what I was (sort of) watching, but turned out looking like that kid from Waking Life.

a late night ride in the rain

I stayed past the last tram, so Wouter loaned me his bike and he rode on the back of Brandon’s. Wouter looked so at ease, perched cross-legged and leaning against Brandon’s backpack, whistling some tune. I shouted into the wind. “You look so relaxed!”. Through the rain, “I am relaxed!” and continued whistling.

Some hasty little watercolor sketches

Put the new set of watercolors to the test last night. Silly stuff; most of these began with lips as the point of departure. Result: a fair amount of drag, androgyny. (For some reason the two on the right turned out looking or seeming very like Fred Armisen.)

People and places; façades and faces