Tuesday, November 30, 2010

things you find when cleaning the office

Black Madonna

So, this morning I lost something that I needed
to find, which led me to the space between my
desk and file cabinet where I keep flattened boxes
for mailing...and other miscellaneous stuff that
tends to get slipped in there. I didn't find what I
was looking for (until later) but I found an
envelope with some drawings I haven't seen in
a while. Here they are.

I call this one the Red Hat Baptist

not sure what I had in mind here...tattoos?

an old etching of my Grandma

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

the fish head series

I didn't realize I was doing a series...but I see it forming.
The fish head women. Red fish head here.

Blue fish head a few weeks ago.

Monday, November 22, 2010

look, wait, don't do it...

I had a smooth flight to Seattle this past weekend...and drawing this passed the time...

Monday, November 8, 2010

I'm so glad my friend Jill reads the NewYorker...this is as true as true can be.

The Straightforward Mermaid

by Matthea Harvey August 16, 2010

The straightforward mermaid starts every sentence with “Look . . . ” This comes from being raised in a sea full of hooks. She wants to get points 1, 2, and 3 across, doesn’t want to disappear like a river into the ocean. When she’s feeling despairing, she goes to eddies at the mouth of the river and tries to comb the water apart with her fingers. The straightforward mermaid has already said to five sailors, “Look, I don’t think this is going to work,” before sinking like a sullen stone. She’s supposed to teach Rock Impersonation to the younger mermaids, but every beach field trip devolves into them trying to find shells to match their tail scales. They really love braiding. “Look,” says the straightforward mermaid. “Your high ponytails make you look like fountains, not rocks.” Sometimes she feels like a third gender—preferring primary colors to pastels, the radio to singing. At least she’s all mermaid: never gets tired of swimming, hates the thought of socks.