Organizing, as i was gathering receipts for my taxes, (on extension, ouch, haven’t had to do that in years) i found some old letters. One from an advisor that i had during my Master’s thesis work. in response to my update, he said, . “You do stick your head in the lion’s mouth! Good to […]
Day 179 is also day 7300 . 20 years, if i’d been drawing for 20 years, i’d have 7300 drawings. It’s also 20 years since i lost my oldest brother, Jon. It’s an interesting marker 20 years. i don’t usually like to pay attention to this date preferring to note his Birthday. He would be
Butter and Bananas . i like the sound of the letter B, it makes me want to play with a stream write riffing on the double B of Butter and Bananas, they are B, both yellow and if a banana is ripe and butter is warm then they are both mushy, mushy bananas make baby
When i was a kid, i hated the sound of my alarm clock. Hmm, i don’t think i’ve ever heard of anyone who loves the sound of their alarm. Maybe the president of an alarm company or an alarm clock designer? Before i was old enough to go to school, i would wake to the
Sometimes as i draw, it becomes busy and starts to get muddled. i think i’m headed there with this one. So i drew again, intentionally aiming for a simplified more abstract variation. Stream write: Shelf . Shelf, a place to set things in some sort of order, books, papers, objects have a form to them,
Day 173 of daily drawing. i am aiming for 365. As i consider the frequency of this blog, i have learned there is a way to tailor it so you don’t have to get it in your mailbox everyday, even when i post a drawing everyday. i haven’t learned how to do that yet. i
When i finished this drawing i thought the letters in the center looked a little like Dream and it spurred another stream write. Dream Fan, a magic fan, when turned on to rest in front of, with its gently cooling breeze, wonderful wild and fun imagined worlds enter your mind through your skin as its
Angel wing stream: . Angel wing, is it a plant leaf or an actual angel wing? The part of an angel, if you believe in angels, that lets you know there’s an angel around you, to see their wings. i imagine if angels are real and not just metaphors, they are mysterious beings that skirt
