Friday, April 30, 2010

Do I have to keep up the pace?

I wish the tide would take me over.
I'm feeling lost.
I got my glass work back today.
featured is my sandblasted goldfish.
I'll take proper photo's and put them up soon.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

He ate a hole in my heart

CH ch changes... Notice the difference? any sparkly additions?
I've been so tired of late. Nothing seems more welcoming then sheets and pillows.
Bad drawing day Tuesday.
Good glass studio today.
Dreads tomorrow (a.k.a longest day ever)
Meet you on the bright side of Friday.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Cherry Lollipop

“When we truly realize that we are all alone is when we need others the most”

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Pumpkins and Folds

The most intense drawing class ever.
I hereby pronounce pumpkins and material, the hardest still life to draw.
Goodness, it took it out of me. Though i was already in pain before i started (soccer match the night before). And for those of you that don't know, drawing takes muscles and will power.
At least the four hour straight classes i attend do.
I overcame, and am so pleased i'm improving :)
Thought I'd share my hard labours with you.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Breathing in charcoal and bugs

Recent smudgings from class.
The darker ones are drawn with a rubber to explore tone.
I've never used so much charcoal in my life... buying more will send me broke.
I believe my lungs will now have a thin lining of charcoal.

Friday, April 16, 2010

The XX's

Train trip with Fitzgerald.
Seaside travels. Red rayburns.
River tea house, covered in vines.
waterfalls and the downward road.
Forever trekking into the rainforest.
Boots and not finding lemonade creek.
Coconut gelati. The lighthouse.
talking, not wanting to move.
chinese, late night drives and banana lollies.
thank you

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

The Threads of Dreams

I feel my dreams.
And here is my Artist book about them.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Welcome, they said welcome to the floor

I'm grounded once more.
Back in the city of dreams.
And everything seems just out of reach.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Home, Let me go Home.

Dreaming of home. I'm so excited I get to visit my favourite places tomorrow. It'll be strange coming home after a month. All the trees will be different. I've forgotten how rain water tastes and the sound of crickets and cicadas at night. Until tomorrow, until then.