Behold!

When I started the day this surface was full of stuff. Everything has been put in its place. Progress. Now I can use this counter for trimming some sheets down to size. 

Lots of special items pinned to that wall.

Shelves are starting to look like my studio again.

Here's a look at things as they are now. Made huge progress. The space is almost ready to make some large pieces again. I've got new things on the wall looking to be framed. Tomorrow is day three of the studio marathon.

On the walk home from my studio. This is one of my favorite street art pieces. Love passing by it. I think it's because it's a drawing. Like a chaulboard drawing.

I have been working on this drawing on and off for months. It goes on the wall, into that flat files, and comes out again. This is a ritual for this piece. But this week I was showing it to artist Amy Ralston during a studio visit and what I need to do next became clear. The drawing is on the wall and we'll have a conversation later today that I think may end our ritual.

Yellow seems to be the color this month. I also have started a line drawing on Yupo that i'm really starting to embrace.

A few of my walnut ink drawings.

I'm trying to get the work in the flat files organised again. It was ok then not. I'm moving storage for smaller drawings ans long term storage to archival boxes. I have lots of smaller drawings like these that swim around in the flat files. I need to have them be more managable to store and show.

This is the beginning.

I'm actually looking to frame the small ones for a show/sale in November.

Today hours by the river with my simple, compact, and trusty travel drawing kit.

I often carry this kit on a walk or when traveling so I can always stop and draw wherever I am. I've been filling the pages for some time now in a particular vocabulary and style. Only one quarter of the book is full. I have a long way to go.

Today is the last day of soundings. There is something of relief and sadness. To stay engaged in the effort to have the show seen is exhausting. I'm happy to be over it. But having the work together forming this experience has been joyful and incredibly rewarding. 

To have made a larger drawing than I ever had made before. To maintain an engagement and work with two amazing colaborators has been enriching in every sense of the word. To have had a voice together and listen to it become more resonant with each day and conversation with viewers was amazing.

You can't trash old doors. No you can't do it even if they are crappy hollow core doors. Just paint them and make them portable work surfaces. One side has a matte clear coat the other awhite painted surface. Now I can expand my horizontal work surfaces and I've added hardware so that I can hang them from pulleys and drop them down for more drawing or display surfaces too.

It's like having a reversable jacket.

Flexibilty rocks. 

This is the second day that I have been lucky enough to be in my studio during these storms. I have an amazing view of the city and the sky which changes every second it seems.

Now the sky is one giant cloud covering the tops of our taller buildings. A steady rain falls.

This week many new changes have taken place in my studio. The big one is rearranging storage. That task includes many descreet efforts. But more enjoyable is the pruning of my ficus marginata. I have had this tree over a decade. I have treated it when it had bugs. I have trimmed away branches when it has gotten a little crazy in it's spring spurts. This time Margaret is doing a careful effort to help it sit in a spot where we won't run into it and injure it's leaves on a regular basis. 

The looks super spiffy now.