This winter which has lasted 3 years has been so full of breakings and reckonings. And now a Spring is breaking through with still more fissures and voids, but chaotic vital shoots of memory and possibility are pushing through. Can you feel that too? Mostly I wrap up tight in the bindings of daily chores and routines but sometimes they come wailing through if I give them the chance.
21 March 2023
little bird big eye.
me listening to stories from a friend.
20 March 2023
19 March 2023
don’t really know who this is but clearly their attitude is bad
No art from the 18th; I was traveling, visiting, and singing chanteys in a pub. Seemed like a good excuse to give myself a break.
17 March 2023
16 March 2023
patterns of snow and melt, freeze and thaw
15 March 2023
I draw in a way blindly, no idea what the picture is. Then often look at the finished thing and know exactly what it was, although I didn’t know it at the time, and if I had, wouldn’t have been able to make this kind of image for it. Still not sure I can articulate it in words. But “deer fleeing into the woods, with all the barbed trees” will do for now.
14 March 2023
More interested in tying knots than making pictures this day. Here’s what you get, fast fooling around with crayon washes and resists.
But also, here are tonight’s knots. In color. You might be surprised at how much time a little bit of wrapping like that can take. (I sort of wish I’d taken a “before” shot!)
13 March 2023
me trying to process and absorb the magnificent and heartbreaking chaos that is life
Also, here are some details from the cat tree I’m working on
12 March 2023
decompressing after a very people-y weekend. I have gotten very unused to gatherings over the past three years.