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- Heavy-headed Roses
- One of These Days, I'll Sail in a Sea Monster Carriage
- The Sound of the Sea
- Out of the Woods Postcards
- Make a Swan Lamp
- Out of the Woods Prints
- Happy Easter
- Out of the Woods Originals Posted
- Boy Beekeeper
- Dream Animals
- Out of the Woods, or How We Quit The Forest
- Boris Plays the Mandolin
- Masked Evaline with Floral Wallpaper
- The Death of Cock Robin
- Flying By Night
- A Boxing Match
- Fill-in-the-Banner Valentines
- Tattooed Lady, Flora
- Tattooed Lady, Rara Avis
- Common Black Squirrel with Ribbon
- Bess, Maude, Frances, Matilda & Maryanne
- In the Spring, She Married a Bear
- Portrait with Pet Bat
- Bear Disguise
Right now, it's barely an exaggeration to say that my flowers and my drawings and paintings are my whole life. They run my days and rule my mind.
I think that's just the month of May, for me.
These roses were so heavy, they were threatening to snap off a whole cane of my best and most favorite rosebush. (I'm resisting, with everything, saying: mo roses/mo problems. But now I guess I've said it.)
The best problem to have! They're budding and blooming like gangbusters, almost all of my flowers are. Enough to fill all my bottles and jars for days.
I finally feel like I finally have a little foothold as a gardener. It makes the Mays (and Aprils and Junes) so much nicer. For the first few years, I was scrabbling and scrambling just to get a little start, with no understanding of how things grow, gauging shade & sun, finding the plants themselves, tending them. So I've been building them (the garden and my understanding) a bit at a time. It's a lot. But as Josiah always reminds me/reassures me: "You can't figure out everything at once."
Some things have to wait their turn, and even when it comes, it takes a while. Then, days go by and months go by and years go by, and you find yourself with a foothold.
A tiny one, but all your own.
More flowers, more of everything soon!
Ahoy there,
One of the things I am working on right now are paintings and things for a Seafaring show in October with my friends at Land gallery. I wanted to scan a few pencil sketches, something I hardly ever think to share (because I generally consider them a preporatory step and hardly ever think to scan or photograph them.)
I've been drawing wistful girls and tearful mermaids and even with a nice dose of sea monsters, it's shaping up to be a most melancholy series of work. The ocean is like that, isn't it? It thrills us so much to be close to its endlessness & mystery, but it's the same vastness that feels so lonely.
I hope you have a nice week ahead! I plan to spend mine tangled up in coral branches and handsome sailors and swimming monsters and nudie mermaids.
(There are worse things.)
The new postcards sets are back from the printers & in the shop.
I *love* this set, with all its bats and bears and whatnot, and I'm so happy it's here!
The variety of the images really struck me as we were putting these together. I think that's one of the things I like most about them.
New postcard excitement aside, I know it's been a bit sleepy around these parts lately.
It's one of those odd "I'm-doing- things-but-they're-not-things-I can-immediately-share" times. For example, this last week (in addition to putting together the new postcard sets!) I was sketching for my next picture book, painting for a still far-off show, and illustrating the cover for Oddfellow's paperback. It's coming to paperback early next year!
There are bits and pieces here and there that I certainly can share (and want to share) and I will try my best to scan or snap those things so they can find their way to this little corner.
I hope the Spring (or Fall) is treating you well, whever you are.
Happy Wednesday!
_ theblackapple said in reply to Kathy P... _
_An important thing to consider, definitely._
_If one decides to make this little experimental project, there are many items you might use to shield the plastic mold from the light, ie: you might build a simple base for the bulb so that it doesn't come in contact with the surrounding plastic._
_As glass is a relatively poor conductor of heat, it seemed like a good place to start in my tinkering._
_Regardless, I will never use it unattended, and I certainly suggest everyone else do the same!_
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Out of the Woods, or How We Quit The Forest_ 11"x14"x1" Acrylic on wood
There are many reasons for the girl and the creatures to pack their bags and go, but I can't imagine any reason good enough to leave the woods unless under you were in serious danger or distress.
_How We Quit The Forest_ is the name of a favorite album of mine, and I'd been thinking of a loosely related painting for years and years (though what happens in the song is mostly between an ostrich & an egret and doesn't have too much to do with this picture at all.)
Of course, this painting will be part of the big update of original work happening in the next few weeks. And it's the title piece - I think _Out of the Woods_ is a good title for a collection of paintings like these, about the wild & the ordinary intertwining.
Be assured, I'll let you know the exact time & date as soon as I'm able!
♥
An earnest bear musician before the weekend.
_Boris Plays the Mandolin_ 8"x10" Acrylic on wood
Is there a more endearing instrument than the mandolin? In college, my friend picked up a hitchhiker and I wasn't sure it was really such a good idea. Then I saw his mandolin, and thought - well, how bad can he be? It wasn't my decision anyway, so I also thought: lemons/lemonade.
(It all turned out fine, by the way, but I do strongly advise against young girls picking up stray, rambling men, regardless of what instrument they play.)
Happy weekend - I hope yours is a nice one!
PS: The new work will be available very soon - thank you for all your emails & questions about them. I need to finish up a few things & frame the paintings, but I'll post a time & date for the update soon!
_Who killed Cock Robin?_
_ "I," said the Sparrow, _
_ "With my bow and arrow, _
_ I killed Cock Robin."_
The Death of Cock Robin 14"x11"x1" Acrylic on wood
I love the famous (and excellently macabre) nursery rhyme _Who Killed Cock Robin_. There are a lot of variations and expansions on it, too, and many illustrated little books of the story from the 19th and early 20th century from dozens of different illustrators.
No matter how many exist, I think (because I'm crazy for Mr. Potter) that the most grand and beautiful illustration of the poem is the Walter Potter tableau.
I'd really like to do an expanded Cock Robin series some day, but for now, this is my imagining of the last lines (my favorite part):
_All the birds of the air_
_ Fell sighing and sobbing,_
_ When the heard the bell toll_
_ For poor Cock Robin._
Thank you for all of your kind words about the new paintings! See you soon with a few more before this series draws to a close.
Happy weekend!
There are lots of nighttime travels via various animals in my next picture book, but except in a tiny cameo (much to my chagrin) we didn't manage to include a bat.
So this is me, setting things right.
_Flying By Night_ 11"x14"x1" Acrylic on wood
Bats are getting their day in this new series of paintings!
Over fir forests, with the faintest pink of dawn creeping in. Just the most lovely dream (or thing to do while everyone else is dreaming.)
Fisticuffs!
_A Boxing Match_ 14"x11"x1" Acrylic on wood
(as always, you can click to enlarge a bit)
First, I have to confess to a hopeless crush on old-fashioned boxers (ie: Ron Swanson's steakhouse poster is one of my favorite things about Parks & Recreation.) Secondly, I am a known bear-fan, so there we have it: two loves in battle.
The last week has been very wonderful and very busy and otherworldly: I had a pie-party, left my twenties behind, and visited Snow White.
Now I'm setting back to work at finishing the handful of paintings left to complete this series. When they're ready, I'll be having an enormous update with over a dozen new paintings and possibly/probably some other treasures.
More pictures & further dispatches soon!
Since this group of paintings seems to be about the intertwining of the wild world and the ordinary one, I thought there should be portraits with skin inked in beautiful tattoos of natural things.
_Tattooed Lady, Rara Avis_ 11x14x1 Acrylic on wood
I've actually had this rare bird in my mind for a long time, and now she is here. There is another of these portraits already finished - a companion of sorts. She'll be up here soon!
Right now I am off to make and send some valentines...I am woefully behind this year, but I have faith in my stores of glitter and red envelopes.
Happy weekend!
I feel like I could ramble for a long time about this painting, so I'll leave it alone and just say: I am fond of it & here it is.
_In the Spring, She Married a Bear_ 11"x14"x1" Acrylic on wood
I thought you might get portrait hypnosis, so I thought I'd share something more scenic.
Thank you for all your kind words about the new work! It's been a really nice rabbit hole to fall down, and I don't plan on coming out of it for a good little while.
Happy Weekend to you!
