I just realized I missed my granddaughter's birthday last month. It is hard to remember when I don't do the simple task of setting up a birthday calendar.
Eddy - graphite, pencil crayon, acrylic ink wash on paper - 9" x 12" Finally I have been able to re-activate my drawing practice. We adopted Eddy at the end of June, just in time for my Mom's Celebration of Life on June 30. The combination of these two events distracted me from my own creative pursuits over the summer. Then, in the fall, I had household projects to take care of, causing further delay for getting to my drawings. Once enough time had gone by, I lost my focus on what I might draw, even if I were to sit down to make a try. Things have settled down now enough that I can conceive of making a drawing and I have started up a practice of putting something on paper everyday. This means that the day a drawing is started, I put the date on the page. Thereafter, as I add layers of graphite, pencil crayons and acrylic ink washes, the drawing evolves with each additional layer. The start date remains constant. The end date is unknown. A key question was a daily obst...
Adele - 2026 02 20 - graphite, pencil crayon, pen and ink, acrylic ink on paper - 8 1/2" x 5 1/2" Adele was standing on her couch looking at me with beady expectancy. I had gone into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee and that was enough to put her on high alert for a stick of celery or a slice of apple. She was ready to leap for the food. Adele is ferocious about food and eating. I wondered how her pose would translate into a drawing. I've been using a mycological approach to building the image in a drawing. Starting with very light, loose graphite in a mechanical pencil. Tracing edges with an imprecise line, hoping to capture an overall sense and feeling without the didactic heavy-handedness of false certainty. What I am looking at, and what translates into a lively drawing, this is the space where magic happens. I believe in magic. I need magic in my life. I pretty much need it everyday, sensations of wonder, joy, disappointment, frustration: learning. These experie...
836 am Drawing together at the dining table on Thursday evening I tried a new experiment. I decided to see what would happen if I combined a topographical map with a celtic knot. For weeks this winter a discarded book of maps sat outside in our neighbours yard getting soaked, frozen and covered in snow. I walked past it almost everyday, thinking it would get picked up and thrown in the trash. During this period, over these same weeks, the Trump/Musk regime came to power in the USA. I had been depressed and disheartened by the outcome of the US election in November. I was overwhelmed with a grief losing my Mom in early October, and then losing hope for humanity after the election. At the same time, I carried on with my creative work, digging in deeper to the magic of sharing music, writing and art making with my friends and neighbours. I started hosting Thursday evenings at my dining table to sit and draw together and talk. I wasn’t used to socializing while I was draw...
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