Inktober has returned!

Well I hadn't planned on participating in Inktober this year, but then on the second, I decided I would after all, but with no pressure this year. No attempt at a narrative which I haven't time to work out properly. The pressure to craft un-flawed images is precisely what keeps me from drawing half the… Continue reading Inktober has returned!

A small woods, cloaked in the lonesome air of winter

A Snow Story [in progress] from Elizabeth Daggar on Vimeo. Here are the bare beginnings. (And more Ravel, as it happens.) For context, see this post and this post.

Everything pales as it recedes

Here is a fox. This is a study or start of the character design process. He will appear in the animated short I've undertaken to create. I've still not done any story boards, nor have I a story set in my mind, but I do tend to get ahead of myself with these things. Below… Continue reading Everything pales as it recedes

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

A murmuration of starlings spotted on the horizon

A murmuration of starlings could be spotted in the distance, swirling and changing formation above the far edge of the tilled field. Days twenty-nine and thirty of #Inktober. Click through to see the individual drawings in more detail. .   .   . While I'm writing, I want to say thanks to everyone who's found… Continue reading A murmuration of starlings spotted on the horizon

She had a Victorian sensibility

Days twenty-seven and twenty-eight, a diptych: She had a Victorian sensibility and liked to collect little things she found on her walks. , #Inktober2017

An array of ornate forks that’d belonged to his grandparents

Days twenty-four through twenty-six! An array of ornate forks that’d belonged to his grandparents were among the day to day utensils she ate with. . . . (These count as three drawings, for days Oct 24th - 26th. If you've a problem with that, I can't care.)

A paper box of safety matches

Day twenty-three: A paper box of safety matches could always be found by the stove. #Inktober2017

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.

Two drawings and two dreams, all unrelated

Saturday: it’s windy and feels like l’automne; fans dormant and kitchen window lowered almost shut, so things on the table there don’t wind up on the floor. one. I was traveling in some parallel Europe; Scandinavia, and without much in the way of maps or even plans. Improvising. I followed a couple out of a… Continue reading Two drawings and two dreams, all unrelated