Desperate to get out of the hospial for awhile, we went for coffee and found a lovely courtyard in between several shops and restaurants. Leslie finished charting yesterday’s patients while I sketched this rusty metal sculpture of Don Quixote.
Our plans for a mellow Thanksgiving at home were dashed by a family emergency requiring travel across the state. So instead of finishing the autumn leaf-themed cards I’d planned for my guests, I am drawing my fellow airplane travelers.
Last night I spent a couple of wonderful hours talking and scribbling with my visual thinker friends John and Veda. We are all reading Lynda Barry’s new book Syllabus and working through many of her exercises, acting as support group for each other. John also shared the stuff he’s been doing from Ivan Brunetti’s book […]
Semi-blind contour drawing of the Sea Ranch Chapel. I think the section I did completely “blind” (stone wall in the foreground) is far more interesting than the section in which I “cheated” a bit (texture on the roof of the chapel.) I may add some watercolor later. One of the stained glass windows, from inside […]
I’m off on a retreat with ten of my women friends. Step one: figure out who sleeps where. Joellen claimed the cosy, tiny loft bed and sat up there with a satisfied grin, looking about nine years old. I think she looks a bit like Marcie from Peanuts.
…so instead of watching, I drew the first thing I saw on the kitchen table.
All these faces were taken from this morning’s newspaper. Some are famous, some are local folks, one’s from an advertisement. My experiments with watercolor are feeling less strained. I’m pretty happy with this one.