I’ve rediscovered a 1.4mm mechanical pencil with some old art supplies and giving it a whirl. Also, heh, her actual hair color is somewhere between the two; I was just trying out different colors for fun…
A couple of notes: 1. She was moving so fast it was hard to capture in a sketch, and 2. Her skirt isn’t quite that short — I don’t know what happened, maybe the old fear of the edge of the paper syndrome…
My old car receiving better treatment than it probably deserves.
Oh yeah, I have a blog!
I could say that work has been busy and time has gotten away from me and I haven’t had much time for posting lately, but that would sound like an excuse, which it is. Anyway — new year, new ideas, new posts.
I’m not much for resolutions; sometimes they’re successful, sometimes not so much. But this year, instead of a resolution, I want to try out a theme, and the theme, if you haven’t guessed, is “inspiration“. I’m going to set my mind on being inspired and hopefully being inspiring; of finding and rediscovering old inspirations as well as discovering new ones; of finding artists who inspire me, techniques, software, images, music, movies, associations – both personal and professional, activities, ideas… anything.
Inspiration is a good mode or aspiration or idea for an artist because, among other things, it brings with it excitement, enthusiasm and, as a friend told me on new years eve, a deliberate openness. That’s all good. It’s a nice way of thinking, I hope something fun and good comes from it!
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.
A lot of people came to visit us and stay with us at the campsite. It was great to see Uncle Jerry again. He’s folding up his tent in the lower left-hand corner.
We aren’t very active campers, usually a good book, a sketch book, guitar playing, some crafts to work on, good food, lots of sleep and rafting down the river are our activities. We aren’t the hiking, rappelling, bungie-jumping sort.
Joan, as usual, cooked some fabulous meals at the campsite. Those little bottles at her feet are the used propane bottles used on the camping stove. Every year that little Coleman two-burner stove gets a serious workout.
Every year we go to Big Sur, to the same campsite, for a week or so. We just got back and I managed to finish off my latest sketch book! So there are a few images to share. Here’s the campsite. More to come!
Anthony Zierhut 