Sunday night selfie. Gritty selfie. Thrown on the street and driven through the muck. Such a bad boy, Barry.
Saturday night I guess is “selfie night” and now, a tradition. I like doing them because illustrations of one’s self […]
Abbreviated love this afternoon, until light strikes clouds and hours roar near. I think it often while extending moments and […]
You may not see it, but I do. I remember the threat of more rain, a wet seat and muted […]
One has to get a little worked up (http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Worked%20Up%20) once in a while. When nothing has been produced for weeks, […]
What a perfect Sunday to paint and draw. The dog is by my feet, the bagels are in my stomach […]
What a great word! Gnarl perfectly describes the tree I stared at yesterday, while drinking a Coke and sketching. The […]
I love listening to Blondie and drawing… the band gives me energy and takes me back. If I go too […]
Couldn’t resist painting with coffee while waiting for Kathy yesterday. Figuring what could go wrong, I started dipping my brush […]
This is what the inner workings of an instructional manual looks like to me. Every one of them. One might as well […]
Just imagine a Kiku. Now imagine a sky of Kikus. Now dream.
Sitting in front of me, I heard the whisper, the call. Draw us. Cha-Cha.
Fly me far. Fly me hard.
How can one not like a finely balanced utensil for cutting a morning pastry.
This is my Zojirushi coffee maker. It is slow and it makes my morning cup very much like a pour […]
I am the walrus Goo goo g’ joob goo goo g’ joob