sketch of life

shine a light on it.

Illustration Friday sends me little blog posts about once a week. This sweet one came early in the morning when I read the newspaper in bed in the dark from a backlit screen and our puppy curled in the center of my back. Must not forget to mention my husband's cold big foot dropped across my ankle. Good cuddly times. However, this blog post discussed selecting a creative career

I have been doodling and drawing for decades. It wasn't until recently that I embarked on doing it professionally. When I went back into my youthful days and analyzed what I loved most about a creative life one thing came up: art supplies. Today I focus on pen/ink, watercolor washes, and charcoal (because I love to etch and smear with my fingers). These are the avenues with which I work, as photography--a first love--hit a stagnant stride. Photography is the study of light, not a device to record all the places you've been. I remember reading an interview with Taryn Simon in conjunction with her exhibit at the Tate Modern (London). She said she never photographs or carries a camera...only when she's working on an exhibit piece. Life as lived, rather than captured. Capturing life with a pen takes on a whole new speed of slow. Meditative. Three hours zip by without even knowing....here's to getting lost inside a good period of your life.

More out takes from a creative, simple life....photos as follows: Drawing model. Floor as my palette. Self...cleaning off charcoal all over my wrists and hands and nose in public washroom. Drawing model (yup, different pose).

scraps, leftovers, remains: the creative mind

Here are some creative experimental sketches. One pose, one pen, I call it (left). One pen, curved or straight line (right). And then an interpretation of negative space (bottom). 

Rendered in the AM. Woke to this article. Inspire. Be inspired. Do.

I remember old college days of darkroom photography when a lightbox was a lifeblood to shooting "Chrome" (and that is not a Google reference). Now the light box is broken (this one in the middle image), left in the back of a theater, and uncovered. I still have a relic like this in my studio. My daughter likes to turn off the lights, turn it on, and look at my old slides on it. The reversal film DOES look like little jewels against the box. (Sigh: the old days of analog photography.....)

three (1/2) jobs + a state of creative state of mind.

The work-life balance with three (1/2) jobs and a family offers little free time. I continue working this week on an anthology of essays and a social commentary short, as well as a graphic essay/short story. 

I still find reading graphic novels as part of my "work research" these days. Some of my favorites on the nightstand now.

Lucy Knisley "The Age of License"

Demetri Martin "Point This at Your Face: Drawings"

Ros Chast "The Party, After You Left"

More words, ink, and sweat! And I should say, I love all three (1/2) jobs. Awesome hodge lodge of a creative life. (Note: The 1/2 job is running. It's a must-do.)

sketching works in effect. out takes of "working hands."

sketching works in effect. out takes of "working hands."

I rarely shoot images while running. But it felt needed on this day. Much gratitude for such an expansive view and healthy life.... New shoes , better pace. Who knew? They're moving and working for me....as of right now. Training for the next race. 

I rarely shoot images while running. But it felt needed on this day. Much gratitude for such an expansive view and healthy life....New shoes, better pace. Who knew? They're moving and working for me....as of right now. Training for the next race.