Sunday, December 30, 2007

Illustration Friday: Soar

My Mom's favorite bird is the Turkey Vulture. While quite spooky looking on the ground they are beautiful to watch in flight. As scavengers they clean up by eating trash and dead things. (Would that our culture could be more beautiful in the way we handle trash.)

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Illustration Friday: Horizon

The Event Horizon is an imaginary line surrounding a black hole. Once something crosses the Event Horizon is is no longer possible to escape from the gravity of the black hole

In this case the "Event" is Christmas and the Horizon is looming... (or maybe I've already passed it.)

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Illustration Friday: Backwards

I have a friend who has a sarcastic streak. One day my three year old told me she didn't want to talk to my friend. When I asked why I was told, "She talks backwards."

I'm not entirely happy with this one, but not everything can be a portfolio piece. Sometimes just doing is enough. I've met at least one of my IF goals which was to keep the creative machine going. (Just keep drawing, just keep drawing, just keep drawing, drawing, drawing...)

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Illustration Friday: Little Things

I thought too much on this one. I had images of camels fleeing from straws in my head. But then I had too much going on this weekend, (this week, this month...) to really take the time with that one.
But the other day my daughter asked me, "Mom did you want to be when you grow up what I want to be?"
"And what do you want to be?"
"Yes I did."
So while my daughter was working on her art skills on the dry erase board I took a few little minutes to do a quick sketch with sharpie on paper. And realise how blessed I am with these little skills I've had since I was her age.

Saturday, December 01, 2007

Illustration Friday: Excess

'Tis the season to be overwhelmed by excess. Between my son's early December birthday and Christmas I always get a little panicked this time of year. I also find myself getting caught up in consumerism. Every store I go to has rows and rows filled with shiny things that I don't really need--but they are so pretty. I added the cat as the element of chaos that also seems to come along and give us perfectionists just one more set of things to worry about. (and to remember to just let go and laugh when the tree falls down...)