Some days arrive with a color scheme. You wake up and there it is. It starts with a pale pink and creamy yellow carnation resting in a glass on the oak brown table and then all day long, effortlessly, you see those colors repeating, in the blouse of the women in front of you at the grocery till, in the hair and leather collar of a small dog tucked in the arm of its owner at the coffee shop. The ... continue reading...
Play Days
Somedays, are play days. Before “getting down to work”, I experiment with different papers, brushes, and materials. Otherwise, I can so quickly get too fussy, too absorbed in drawing it "right". Subject matter comes from some object on my desk, a collection of old "Golden Nature Guides", a "New Yorker" cover, a book about old wire kitchen implements, favorite picture books, a garlic bulb from the ... continue reading...
Spider Gravy
The story below demonstrates one of my favorite purposes of keeping an illustrated journal, drawing funny moments in my life. Although it’s been two years since I created it, the pages still make me smile. It's a Happy Thanksgiving salute to my American friends, who celebrate the day on November 26th. In Canada, we feasted over a month ago, on October 12th. It was a ... continue reading...
Eye Rolling…
I’m not generally an eye roller but when people say to me, “I can’t draw”, like the ability to draw is something some of us are born with and others are not, I have to mask impatience from showing up on my face. When a coffee shop customer comments on the sketches of the espresso sipping models that I have just recorded in my sketchbook, what I generally hear is, “Wow, you’re ... continue reading...
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