I’m starting on a new series.
Birds.
If you’ve talked to me in the last couple months, you know how excited I am about birds. It’s my newest hobby. Watching and photographing birds. Reading about backyard birding, feeding birds, and identifying birds.
So I figured, why not draw birds as well. I certainly have [...]
always attracts attention.
Last weekend we were in Fairfax. While we were visiting Fab, Sr., we also got a chance to see some dear old friends. Ginger and Spinner lived with me in California, while I served with Steve Hughes and Yosemite Christian Ministries. As a matter of fact, they were a welcome [...]
When in doubt, I love to sketch my husband.
I don’t tire of looking at him, and his goatee and hair changes always make for interesting drawings.
This sketch is the only decent thing I managed to draw on saturday, the first sketchcrawl date of 2009.
Draw a mug or cup
Here’s my drawing.
It’s nice to do a small journal next to the drawing. It adds interest to the page and makes it a more memorable event.
ballpoint on large moleskine
I drew the second challenge a few days ago, before I got sick.
2. Draw a table lamp, desk lamp, or other lamp.
I squeezed this drawing in while we were at Liza and Ryan’s the day after New Year’s Day.
They were putting my godson, Luke, to bed, and I drew one of their lamps.
I think I [...]
I think I’ve discovered that I’m my own worst enemy. I’m far too scatter-brained and unfocused in my artistic efforts, to accomplish those things which I’d like to accomplish with my art the most.
I have come to realize that I need some very specific and attainable tasks/goals and schedules, in order to keep me [...]
There’s not much to tell here.
We were in New York for the weekend, and while there, I took the opportunity to sketch and add to my 30 places project.
Graffiti is, hands down, one of my favorite places, and it’s always wonderful to be there, but it makes me miss it more when we leave.
It worked [...]
Not the people, the room.
I still feel weird when I sketch there, cause the people don’t know me, and I don’t know them. I feel like I’m doing something wrong, even though I’m not. Some people just assume you’re not paying attention.