27 Years Ago Today...

After enduring over 40 hours of labor, I gave birth to my daughter. My beautiful little girl.

A few months later, I labored over this drawing of my daughter sitting with her poet of a daddy-o.  (Rusty and overworked portraits were my thing back then.)



Jump to twenty-two years later… when I labored over this painting of her all grown up. A rather remarkable young woman and my continued source of pride and inspiration.  

Happy Birthday Baby!

Choices... Music vs. Science

While working, I was trying to decide what to listen to on the radio... Bob's Scratchy Records is playing great eclectic music with an attitude and then there's Science Friday. Choices. So, I opted for the danceable one, the one with rockin' Beatles' haircuts (besides, I'm trying to teach my dogs to dance). We'll pod the science at 3am to keep us awake with intelligent hope through science. Hopefully.

More of my digital scraps have been recycled into today's art. I'll call it... "Science Fair Won".

Digital Scraps...

Do you recycle or just toss them away? The other day while working on the computer, I caught myself unconsciously planning the next steps, all based upon making the best use of each piece as I copied, cut and pasted. I'm too busy for this. They're scraps! DIGITAL SCRAPS at that!!! But I can reuse them. I live my life as green as possible and that apparently includes my life in the digital world.

This scrappy piece of art was made from 100% recycled digital scraps from previous works. I call it "Digital Litter"...




A side note regarding the revisions I last mentioned with last week's "Deadlines Should Remain Dead"... it became a major dose of deja vu. Yet another round of revisions were ordered which only proved folks seldom know what they want - but always know what they don't. Once they see it. The last 30 drawings made them fall in love with my work. I now have the entire project to do. With another tight deadline. Ah, work has... worked.

DEADLINES should remain DEAD...

Sometimes drawing on a tight deadline can be just the same as driving across Kansas in the middle of the night. Suddenly, your head jerks sharply, as you notice a long solid line running across your path. Hopefully you can hit "redo", pull over, and take a bit of a nap.

I had just completed a red-hot deadline when this drawing came to mind. I had just been informed all the instructions given to me were incorrect and the complete 28 drawings need to be redone. By Monday. Yes, I definitely saw the most intense, yet alarmingly beautiful shade of red.

Ahhhhhhhhh... the Dog Days of Summer Have Arrived...

It was 104º heat index today with a slight breeze of 99 degrees. Air quality was listed as dangerous with warnings to stay inside. Sounds like a summer Sunday in St. Louis.

So I drew this picture of a woolen clad mule wandering the wilderness after a wicked winter storm. (whew.) Just because one day we may need pictures like this to explain winter and the wilderness to the young ones.

Ralphie Does 4th of July...

Our celebration of Independence Day this year consisted of taking the dogs to the park to run independently off leash while the cats roamed the house independent of dogs. I pondered my independent dependence with drawing pictures for a living.

This is the art made that day...