I shelved the last sketchbook of 2013 before the New Year hit and here are the drawings that capped off that trooper of a book that I battered and beat over the winter. Its raggedy self can rest all taped up and patched together up on that comfy shelf in the...

Only eight blank pages left in this fall sketchbook and when you get that close it’s like a marathon runner seeing the finish line. All you want to do at that point is draw everything in sight and every single thought that pops into your skull. You can taste the end and the beginning and it feels like if you don’t finish it fast...

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With a new year brings a new sketchbook and new sketches. Finding myself a sketchbook is a painstaking process. Saying that I’m picky is an absurd understatement. Searching for a book with paper that has tooth and character, that has a soft cover but is strongly bound is harder to find than you would think. I couldn’t care less what the cover looks like...

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I stopped by maybemily’s studio last night even though my brain was fried from staying up until 5 am drawing & reading the night before. Surprisingly, I was awake but useless for making conversation so we enjoyed working congenially side by side & listened to a thrilling discovery channel special about the earth’s core. Very Dramitic! Seriously, they somehow made the earth’s core into...

Caley is usually pretty close by, so this week when I have nothing better to do with my hands he gets a quick sketch done of him. They usually look more like whatever else is on my mind than his face. Piles of Caley drawings are emerging and I can’t tell if this is a good or a bad habit yet. I had a...

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Here’s a little watercolor self portrait of myself in the sunlight. I love white empty spaces in a piece. Even in dinky little portraits. In fact, white is my favorite color and I’ll come to blows with anybody that tries to say it isn’t a color. Bring it on. It’s my favorite for it’s potential. It may be a little traditional of me but...