Saturday, February 28, 2015

Thursday, February 26, 2015

vision of youth

An very old self-portrait, drawn from a mirror with a china marker on textured paper. It was a cold day, and I was bundled up. And as you can see, I took the easy way out when it came to depicting my drawing hand.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Young Beauty Combs Her Hair

I think a problem in making these colour versions is the seemingly endless number of options. Limitations of medium or time or space are useful to many artists because they help in the decision making process. It can be very tiring.

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Set of Coffee Bowls

Two thrown and constructed coffee bowls. 9 or 10 cm x 12 cm in diameter.
Made with a black clay/crank mix with porcelain.


Friday, February 13, 2015

Sunday Bridge

"An absolutely new prospect is a great happiness, and I can still get this any afternoon. Two or three hours' walking will carry me to a as strange a country as I expect ever to see. A single farmhouse which I had not seen before is sometimes as good as the dominions of the king of Dahomey. There is in fact a sort of harmony discoverable between the capabilities of the landscape within a circle of ten miles' radius, or the limits of an afternoon walk, and the threescore years and ten of human life. It will never becomes quite familiar to you."


Thursday, February 12, 2015

The Girls Are Alright.

With a mind to the difficulty of clearing woodblocks, now and then I draw white on black.
This is a picture of a wedding day between two women in 1880s New York.
Quickly drawn.


Thursday, February 5, 2015

The New Relative

He was being very quiet and cute and only started to cry when I was about to leave... Or did I leave around when he started to cry. I don't remember which.


Sunday, February 1, 2015

Along the Arno

A view of the north bank of the Arno, the Lungardo Corsini, painted from the southern embankment. On a warm October day, I sat down and painted this.

It's a bit unusual a choice of subject for me. I like buildings, but not usually this kind of late Renaissance and Baroque architecture, where so much of the effect relies on monumentality and repetition. Who wants to draw fifty-plus windows? Apparently I did.