the Snork Maiden at rest
2 August 2013
in my mind I saw sharp elbows, or batwings
1 August 2013
Haven’t much to say about this one. I showed up, I played with the shapes and colors that suited my mood at the time. Thanks for looking.
31 July 2013
the days of summer go marching past
30 July 2013
significant, intimate contact
29 July 2013
flowers are delicious
28 July 2013
after a long weekend working hard on running a festival, there’s restful space in geometric shapes
27 July 2013
Ruin decided this was enough of a drawing. I was tired enough to agree with her.
What I was tired from was helping run a festival which included this beautiful environmental dance piece, “A Score of Dreams”, put together by Terre Unite Parker
26 July 2013
ready for the garden party
25 July 2013
One of my first art-related memories: I proudly showed my artist grandmother a drawing of a kitten. She said, “can you make it look fuzzy?”
Ruin thinks drawing is a waste of time, but at least it means there’s interesting stuff for her to push onto the floor
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