summer dreams
ALT: water-soluble crayon. a sorta frog sits on a blue rock, smiling, with some flying bugs in their thought bubble.
12 February 2026
11 February 2026
I am here – holding space
ALT: ink and water-soluble crayon, sort of calligraphic abstract. there’s a blue rock on blue ground, with the work “here” written on it. Standing over it to the right is a figure in green and yellow robe and hat, reaching across to the inky tangle that occupies the left side of the page.
10 February 2026
meditation bug
ALT: water-soluble crayon and ink. somewhat resembles an insect with wings outspread but legs crossed, either sitting on the ground or hovering above it. i really had nothing more in mind than the determination to fill the page in a short time. and whose soul is not full of locusts at this moment in time?
9 February 2026
through the fence
ALT: water-soluble crayon. six unattached posts, dark brown as if wooden, stand on snowy ground. a stream of blue weaves between them from above and merges into shadow or river in the foreground.
7 February 2026
song for an open day
ALT: ink and water-soluble crayon, abstract. cheerful yellows orange and aqua, with calligraphic imaginary writing spinning up one side, and a cluster of spirals on the other. sort of chaotic happy energy.
6 February 2026
grieve/console
I spent the evening gathered in community with a friend whose partner died last week, singing and sharing stories.
ALT: water-soluble crayon, sort of abstract. A blob shaped being has two streams of tears running from a featureless face. A darker blob behind them seems to have an arm around the crying one.
5 February 2026
seeing
ALT: water-soluble crayon. it’s sort of the face of a sheep or goat, pretty close up, watery colors and patterns (why? don’t know)
4 February 2026
chameleon
ALT: water-soluble crayon and ink, abstract. it’s mostly green, and if you squint you can vaguely imagine the eye of a lizard in a very close-up portrait.
3 February 2026
anchor
I’ve had a stretch when I really haven’t felt inspired to make these drawings. So I sit at my work table and find a way to break the blank space of the page, and spend at least just a little time filling it with lines and colors. Is it worthwhile? I really don’t know. But it does feel like I am at least using something like a language for my experience of being an alive human, even if all I’m saying is a brief expletive or a frustrated bleat.
ALT: water-soluble crayon. two blue circles balance, one below a horizon line and one halfway above and below. between them a straight dark diagonal, with arcs at either end that connect and balance the circles. the ground and sky are sunset colors.
2 February 2026
shield
ALT: crayon and ink. a heron-like bird, looking downward so that body shape appears a compact ovoid. mostly orange background, and spiky blue feathers.
eyespider 