looking back through some of the work i've done in recent years. never fails to tell me a story and inform my next steps. since i'm spending my time right now working through ideas for the next phase of my work, looking back never fails to remind me of some interesting ideas that need to be revisited. here's some pages from a sketchbook project i participated in last year: "& In One Another".

Sketchbook, pen, marker, ink, waterolor, silver paint, collage, 2010

i'm now refering to this little sketchbook as my dictionary - a collection of visual language - as i suppose all sketchbooks truly are. feeling more productive than i have time for, which is both the rose and the thorn in my life right now. hoping to make some leaps, though, in the coming months. more to come.

Sketch, pen, 2011

Sketch, pen, 2011





i am surprisingly impressed with myself. i went through a stash of drawings the other day and it seems i've produced quite a bit of interesting work these last few years. hard to keep track of without a dedicated work space and lots of random portfolios and sketchbooks. one thing i've always liked about being an artist is the way the work tells a story, especially over time. once i learned that, i learned to love process and trust instinct. i'm experimenting with some new ideas and i love the freedom of working with a perfectly fine point pen on paper. i know i'm happy when the first thing i want to see in the morning is the drawing i did the night before.

Sketches, pen, 2011

Untitled doily, pen, 2010

please excuse the imperfect scan. and while you're at it, please excuse the imperfect life. there. i said it. i'm hanging out in 'retirement village' this week where the only ambition is in a hot cup of coffee on the lanai. lovely, but the contrast to my reality really made me toss and turn last night. i must be nuts. or ambitious. today's magic: working on capturing the light and pattern i see in the palm fronds (images to follow when i return to my scanner).

respect the inspiration

Untitled nest, pen, 2011

i always notice birds on a wire. especially driving on major highways because the surroundings are sparse and the line of the wire is crisp in front of the gray of the sky. i follow that line and then the most precise dot appears. sometimes, there are multiple dots. then, i wonder why birds sit so evenly spaced along the wire. and i'm never interested in knowing the true answer. today's magic: understanding that asking questions promotes having to hear answers. sometimes, answers kill the moment.

starting to wonder what i'm getting at here. what do i mean by 'magic'? i don't think it's truly about creating magical moments. its about art, inspiration. and follow-through. i've been missing the follow-through. thought i was satisfied for the time being just noticing the world around me. 'i am an artist,' i would say, 'most importantly, its a way of seeing the world. that's enough to hold me over while i take care of business.' meanwhile, ignoring the subtle pain, dare i say suffering, of disrespecting the inspiration. so subtle i only know it by the dull pressure in my gut most days. see birds-on-wire, draw birds-on-wire. better to follow-through than to be reminded of not respecting the inspiration every time i drive by a bird on the wire.

Untitled weed, pen, 2011

stitch witchery

Untitled, thread, dye-painted organza, 2011

its a tough winter, but then i think of laura ingalls, and world events, and it puts it all in perspective. i'm revisiting some grad school ideas, and supplies, searching for my way back to an inspired and fearlessly creative life. today's magic: have sewing machine, favorite thread, painted organza that's been waiting ten years to be worked...will create.  

not so sketchy

Sketch Vertical, pen, 2011

black line. because i've been doing it all my life. i used to trace my coloring book pages in black marker before coloring in the shapes. i like contrast. i like tone, and gradation. it's my foundation. today's magic: cherishing the child's instincts.

update: turning the dreaded icicles into ice sculpture. following the child's instincts.