What To My Wondering Eyes Should A Pear?
Here is the story of a pear. Three and a half years ago I started and then abandoned a drawing project. The beginnings sat in my portfolio. I put off […]
Category Archives: Drawing
The New Bug in Town
Early last May, I started work on the drawing of a cicada. Summer and the end of classes intervened before the project could be finished. The only progress made was […]
New Bug Underway
There’s a new bug in town… Work has started on a cicada drawing. Once it’s done, we’ll put up a sequence of photos, from this one to “done”. Stay tuned.
A Quick Walk Through The Hall
There are many solipsistic locations on our planet: Paris, London, Peking, New York City — even Martha’s Vineyard. Humans will always tend to think “Who else but me? Where else but here?” […]
San José, Costa Rica, Street Art, Faces
The walls of San José have many faces. Or is that multi-faces? Some faces are surreal Some are cartoonish. Some are noble, beautiful, and mysterious. What is this? Queen Nefertiti […]
The Bones
When you spend enough time walking in the woods, or search sufficiently in swamps, finding bones becomes a sure thing. On the most recent swamp expedition, I found two deer skeletons. To […]
A Brief History of a Squash and Apple Drawing.
Since 2006, one of the pleasures and touchstones of my life has been studying natural history drawing. Once or twice a week I meet with others, from 9:30 to 11:30 […]
Early October 2015 at Wishetwurra Farm
Rain came! About six inches of rain, in a seven-day northeast storm that kept us clouded, damp, misted, mizzled, showered, and just plain deluged. Last night a line storm rumbled and […]
Wishetwurra Farm. September 2015
I’ll be taking photos later today, for the regular monthly report. In the meantime, here’s a little set of photos from early September Wishetwurra Farm. What a bountiful time of […]
Sulfur Drawing
You can’t always decide quickly about what to draw next. For longer than seemed necessary, I couldn’t decide. I hemmed and hawed. What the heck is hemming and hawing, anyway? […]
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