Today is cresting over the halfway mark, 183 is just over halfway to having drawn every day for 365 days. Feels like i’ve got a good groove on so i’ll keep going and see what it turns into… next step on the art front is to make time to work back into the drawings and
Day 181 Two things i saw in my drawing today, a ruler and a cup with the word Heaven on it, an irresistible place to launch a stream write from: . What a funny notion, to measure heaven, isn’t that impossible, isn’t heaven an infinite place, a state of being, not really a place at
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,
