Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Father's Day

This is my Dad. While I was drawing him from a photo, my neighbor came in, after watching a while, she said 'is he.......alright?' What makes lots of volume which is fun to draw, comes from his years of cortisone use for chronic asthma which bloats the face. He isn't alright. There is a myriad of diseases he lives with on a daily basis. But he keeps going long after we feared for him and he loves his grandchildren and always finds a reason for getting up in the morning. I love you Dad, Happy Father's Day for Sunday!

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Pulled one out of the archives

Got out my pen and book this week for some drawing. There is something wrong with my pen, I'm sure. It turned every drawing into a grotesque version of what I intended, very odd, perhaps I can sell it on Ebay as an Original Ugly Stick. Oh well, the urge to post has to be fulfilled however, so here is a drawing that I hope isn't already in the archives. I'm pretty sure it was originally posted on my blog at Typepad where I had a brief flirtation before coldly dumping it, I was a cad.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Confessions of a germaphobe

A few weeks ago on my birthday, I chose as a treat to go on a date with myself to the library. It was very enjoyable, I read a book on germs. I didn't check this book out because I'm the sort of person who would seize up if I knew too much about the greeblies that live in our home. Most people know now, that the toilet is relatively clean compared to, say the kitchen sink which is really a swamp of the Black Death. I didn't know though that anti-bacterial cleaners are completely ineffective and according to recent studies the best way to sanitize something is to scrub it. ( and then manically wash your hands afterwards.) Of course I've been scrubbing away ever since, it is actually a very satisfying activity, I've just been watching months of fungal growth disappear down the plug hole in the shower.
Today's drawing is of the German artist Kathe Kollwitz (1867-1945) She was married to a doctor and was very busy helping him in his practice, looking after her two boys and the household as well as prolifically working at her art. She was a multi-tasker, she drew the women of the working class who waited in her home to see the doctor. Lots of women who did a hell of a lot more scrubbing than I do.

Monday, August 20, 2007

Quick! Someone skim the pond!

Sometimes my head is so full of ideas and then someone goes and pours acid down the drain and there are my poor ideas floating on the top of the pond, completely lifeless. I wonder why, when I have no ideas in my head my mouth still opens and lets a deluge of rubbish pour out of it. Appropriate silence is so difficult.
Having just demonstrated this difficulty- here is Henry Miller, the master of pared down expression who captured Paris, that city both sublime and filthy.

Thursday, August 16, 2007


I seem to have a problem. A severe case of CHADD I suspect. Cross Hatching Attention Deficit Disorder.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Portrait of a man completely unknown to me

Actually I know exactly who this is. It is someone who really detests having drawings made of them and published in blogs. Unfortunately due to our family connections he has no choice but to suffer the indignity in silence.

Monday, August 13, 2007

6 on the Richter scale

I couldn't post last night, for some reason Blogger wouldn't let me. I kept clicking the Publish Post button and nothing........I was hyperventilating, I was having conniptions. That is one of my all time favorite words- Conniption. It's like a 6 on the Richter scale on the inside and a ripple on a pond on the outside. See what Blogger has done to me? Now I'm making no sense. whatsoever.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Another guy from the paper.

I've been finding it hard to settle down and draw since we got back. I've been drawing heads from the paper because I just want to practice and those inconsiderate people who frequent coffee shops won't damn well stand still. Mind you, I drew my niece today and she did stand still, very disconcerting- I couldn't draw because she was sitting there perfectly still but with a thick air of expectancy. I did complete the sketch and she was suitably underwhelmed by it.

Friday, August 10, 2007

Waiting for the train

I was waiting at the train station for my nieces to arrive, to pass the time I drew this from a book.

Thursday, August 9, 2007

Pointless post completely unrelated to picture

The house sitter has left her goldfish here. I've never had fish before I didn't realize how interactive they are. Whenever I go to make coffee they both swim to the spot where they can see me, at first I thought the espresso machine was traumatizing them and they were trying to communicate with me using fish telepathy but I think they just know I'm the Dude with the Food so they swim around hopefully, much like the cat , except the cat doesn't swim, I guess you already suspected that. So when I fed them I noticed they would swim to the surface to eat and bubbles would come out of their mouths then they would swim down and more bubbles would come out from........well, somewhere. Every time I fed them I would peer at them from under the bowl to see just exactly where these bubbles come from and I'm rather disappointed to report that fish don't appear to fart like I suspected. The bubbles come from their gills so I guess they're just burping, but I'll keep studying them, after all they may be trying to communicate with me by burp talking.

Tuesday, August 7, 2007


Today for my birthday I got a scanner and I went to the library to read magazines. Some kind of time warp happened while I was in there, 5 hours passed without my knowing. I was thankful it was only a few hours, was afraid that when I returned home the doorway would be draped in cobwebs and the family all gone to pursue their adult lives after the weird disappearance of their mother.