Some sketches from our annual Big Sur camping adventure last month. These are my camping shoes – once, long ago, they were reputable, now they’re so beat up I only take them camping.
One of the many California scrub jays that wait for you to drop something edible.
And this – from a camping dream. It always amazes me the weird dreams I get while camping. I don’t remember much of this except in involved being in some kind of studio and seeing all my drawings, from like my whole life, laid out against the wall in the hallway. I have no idea what that might mean, but in the morning I was compelled to draw it while it was still fresh in my mind…
Kids are all back in school. October is about to begin! (My favorite month!)
This is Jack and Seth sitting by the campfire. The sketch below it is my idea of what the cereal box sketch book might look like.
We went to the Henry Miller Library to see Black Francis in concert there. It’s a great venue to see music. A couple years back we had seen John Doe and Peter Case there. Very small, intimate venue – folding chairs on the grass, probably a couple hundred people max. I was not familiar with Black Francis, but was informed by my wife and cousin Jerry that he was in the Pixies. It was a great show, and a nice experience only a couple miles from the campsite.
Summer’s over! One last look at the summer camping trip: my son reading by the riverside. This one done as a birthday card for a family member.
We just got back from our annual two-week trip to Big Sur (although we didn’t go last year, due to the fires), and so I did some sketching, as usual. This is the river next to the tent (above).
Our neighbor’s dog: half husky, half wolf.
A lot of fun, very relaxing, but glad to be back all the same…
The kids caught this monster then let him (her?) back loose in the wilds exactly where they found it. I just spent 15 minutes during my lunch hour coloring it (the original sketch here). I’ve been needing to practice using digital color and sometimes these sketches prove to be perfect guinea pigs (guinea bugs?). We couldn’t resist taking a picture of this bug while my son Jack held it. Click here to see – WARNING: not for the squeamish!
That’s Joan in the foreground left holding the flashlight reading to the kids before bedtime.
The campsite (click to enlarge). Our tent on the left, sister-in-law’s tent in the middle, nephew George on the right. The Big Sur river was directly behind me as I drew this.