• Words Fail Me

    I’ve been working on a drawing.  First version, I tried to do completely from imagination, and that turned out to be doomed to the trash can.  I should know better by now, that I need good reference pictures to do something believable. Then, good references in hand, I redid the drawing.  This time, I was…

  • It Was a Nice Idea, While it Lasted

    Having a shortage of paper, and a shortage of energy, I decided the best way to keep up with my art, was to do little handmade notecards…much as I did holiday cards for the Winter Boutique.  Something that I could maybe sell for $5 easily at a later show of some sort.  Just relaxing, fun…

  • Richness in the Spartan

    Okay, so, here’s a mostly made up landscape with crows.  I think I managed to keep the horror movie aspect out of it. So, back to thinking of things that are delightful in the dark and the cold.  For instance, I think of the massive sky, that in other seasons, is hidden by and competing…

  • The Bird is the Word…

    As I work on the crow picture, I’m reminded of Alfred Hitchcock and “The Birds”.  I’m doing a number of crow, flourishing of course, in a limited color palette.  Now, how do I not make it look like this? It’s unfair to crows, which are a dignified, intelligent species of bird. To be fair, it’s…

  • Flourishing, not Surving

    So, as I think about getting through the winter once again, I remind myself that certain species do very well in the cold, dark time of year. It used to be that in Connecticut, there were all sorts of winter birds.  There were titmice, chickadees, and lots of cardinals.  I’m not sure where they are…

  • Winter Depression….Just Deal with it!

    The title is a note to myself, not to those others who are suffering from SAD.  It makes one third of the year horrible, so I have tried many techniques through my art to …just deal with it! So, one year, I did a drawing each month to make peace.. An example was making peace…

  • Fading away

    When I first moved to Danbury, the ideas for pictures came in a rush. It was a lot like being in a wild, passionate beginning stage of love.  Once the highs and lows have straightened out, you’re either left with a solid, loving friendship..or a lot of bittersweet memories. As it was, I really was…

  • Looking at the Smaller Picture…

    Without working in the retail Christmas rush, I have gotten past the rush.  Now, New Year’s is on the horizon, and then that expanse of time known as winter. Last year, I spent winter exploring the new landscape around me, a suburban, not New York City surrounding.  Nothing much has changed in this new area…

  • I Seem to Have Forgotten Something…

    All this while, I was being very secretive about a project I was doing.  I figured I’d unveil the final product once it had been produced as Holiday cards, and given to my coworkers. However, having had a chaotic month for most of December, I had a complete, senior moment on that.  Or maybe I…