In 2012, I took on the project of posting a new sketch every single day--and it was a leap year, hence the 366. This was my first of my annual project. The idea of completing 366 of almost anything was intimidating to me. However, I did it. And I was proud of myself for following... Continue Reading →
As I stated in my project introduction, I didn’t do one drawing each day. I knew I wouldn’t, and--I didn’t. The idea of making sure to do something out of habit every day for a year is too overwhelming to me. To be honest, when I decided to do 366 sketches, one sketch for each... Continue Reading →
I hung on your every word until we were interrupted by the birds singing, "Oh your mask is slipping, oh your mask is slipping" -los campesinos!
And the rain fell on the houses, and on the late swaying trees. It fell its fiercest on the skulls of the willingly deceived. They put money in their hearts and God where their mouth is. -Laura Marling
I don’t like blank white pages. I find something daunting about a blank canvas, an empty sketchbook, or a clean sheet of a paper. I can’t explain what I dislike exactly-- I suppose something inside of me dreads the potential failure of each work. That first mark feels like such a commitment to the work.... Continue Reading →