Now We’re Talking!

My new scanner arrived today, and I was set up and working in about half an hour. I’ve done about 15 new preliminary sketches for the book project this week, and now have scanned them all in. I will include a few here. Now, back to work!

Kick Start a New Series of Illustrations

The paucity of creative output this year (which is already half over now!) has really been bugging me. When the new decade of 2010 rolled over, I remember having great plans to sketch every day and even resuscitate some long-dormant shards of short stories. I guess I could use the excuse of being very busy during the spring semester of teaching full-time. But, aside from a small self-portrait project, I realize that these are the only two drawings I have done during the past 6 months [below].

Geisha Giraffe
vino vixens

I plan to develop these into a series tentatively titled “Curious Folk”. But then there’s the graphic novel I have in mind, not to mention the comic strip inspired by quirky experiences at a community college. I’m afraid I continue to suffer from a sort of Attention Deficit Disorder when it comes to focusing on which thing to work on next.

So today, I did about 4 new preliminary sketches for a book project I’m collaborating with my mom on. Can’t wait for my new scanner to arrive, which should help my productivity. I guess time will tell.

A Walk in the Woods

Today I enjoyed a hike in Cliffs of Neuse state park. The weather was nearly perfect…sunny and warm but very low humidity and a pleasant breeze. As I rested on a log, I was struck by all the sounds of nature: birds, a squirrel skittering away, the gurgle of a small stream along the path. Then I noticed the cicada’s song, a low sort of whirring and buzzing that seemed rather like a fugue. Try as I may to squint through the dappled sunlight on tree trunks in hopes of spotting one of these creatures, I realized they remained not seen but certainly heard. Kinda reminded me of faith: “the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”

Poem for the Day

Here’s a draft of a poem originally written in January of this year, which was inspired by viewing an exhibit of Georgia O’Keeffe’s work at the Whitney in NYC.

Mixed Media

To A.S. & G.O.

Blobs of acrylic paint dripped
Down the canvas.
As viscous and permeable
As the dark brooding iris of her lover’s eye.

He thinks of her in some perfect frozen snapshot.
Bracketing each sinuous pose,
Each graceful sweep of her breast
Against the sable brush.

She had taught him that Impressionism
involved more than pretentious pigments.
Furthermore, that the spirit was found in abstraction and
Little is much when God is in it.

Scrubbing and scumbling the colors in prosaic delight,
She finds the cerulean blue
Takes her mind off the macular defects
That will eclipse her view all too soon.

While he’s a faint underpainting on the easel of her dreams,
A silver gelatin soul groping towards fixation,
She hopes he can know it’s okay…
The maquette of the moment seems to suffice.

Greetings!

Welcome to my new blog. To coincide with the release of my new web site, I wanted to try this outlet for sharing creative work in progress, both artwork and writing. For today, I quote one of my favorite modern artists, Claes Oldenburg [see one of his huge sculptures below]:

“I am for the art of crayons and weak grey pencil-lead, and grainy wash and sticky oil paint, and the art of windshield wipers and the art of the finger on a cold window, on dusty steel or in the bubbles on the sides of a bathtub.”

dust pan