Back in the studio — finally.  It was a most excellent day of drawing on Sunday. I lit the incense, put on my ipod, and drew almost nonstop for five hours.

Stepping back into the groove with a limited vocabulary, ink drawings and iconic marks, made it easy to lose track of everything else but the memories of the ocean. I could taste the salt and feel the breeze blowing off the water. My mind was empty and the drawings came.

I was able to complete four drawings. Here's one.

I've been living in the space between. There is so much art in my head and no opportunity to be in the studio. The ideas are beginning to take up every last bit of empty space in my head.

Having a little bit of trouble getting my new theme to work with the old image data uploads. Working on it. I'm into process and you're getting to see the ugliness of it right here. I was using some odd hacks to make this all work before. Much retrofitting going on for back posts but the new ones should be fine.

It will all be fine – soon.

At last a full day in the studio. It has been difficult getting in a rhythm since our move to Old City. Unpacking, settling in, and working have kept me from establishing a time to get to my studio and make art.

Saturday I spent the whole dang day in the studio. Cleaned up the mess I had left before we moved; creating space to make some new work. Lots of time putting away drawing supplies and clearing surfaces for some new constructions I have in mind.

Just found a supplier for some plastic wheatgrass. I've been looking for it for awhile. The plastic bldes are just stiff enough… yes, I am excited and have devious plans for my 6 x 6 inch squares.

Each 6 x6 square will be a distinct piece.

Epson Expression 10000XL- Graphic Arts Scanner

Gravity makes rhythm. Makes me want to go out and draw. This is sorta where my head goes when I make drawings. It's fun to see someone else see that place too.

Enjoy the video.

“You can’t use up creativity. The more you use, the more you have.”
— Maya Angelou

A white day full of muffled sounds. Almost everything a whisper.

The snow is still falling and the sky is the same strange yellow as last night. Perfect symmetry 12 hours later. It has been a night and day of quiet observation. An occasional muffled voice heard with the crunch of boots on newly fallen snow. It is a joy to be so quiet on the inside too.

The snows have been keeping me from the studio. But I'm going no matter what end of this week. This is a detail of one of the drawings waiting for me. And there are several others just aching to get out.The paper is already torn and ready to go.

This is a smaller series on Rives BFK. The surface loves the graphite and hangs on to just enough pastel.