Sketches a Go-Go

An overview of some of the sketches I’ve done over the past few days—vacation time is nice for sketching. That owl will be the last drawing in my 2010 Moleskine planner…**sniff**. On the upside, I’ve got a 2011 planner filled with blank pages.
Also from the Moleskine.
In my “Off the Edge” book.
A 5-minute sketch in a composition notebook.


I had a very enjoyable Thanksgiving, thanks. I hope you did too!

Then I had an avalanche weekend. You’ve probably experienced one, two or a few of these too.

The day after Thanksgiving is the day the Christmas decorations go up in my house. Holding true to the tradition, I started pulling some slipcased National Geographic magazines off a shelf that stands in the corner where the Christmas tree goes. The shelf is just too heavy to move to another corner when it’s all loaded up.

There was dust on the slipcases and the shelves. The first avalanche had commenced…into a session of dusting. Which avalanched into mopping the wood floors with oil soap since I was going to be emptying that corner anyway…what better chance would I have to get at that bit of the floor??? Well, one corner of cleaning is just not right. I mean I had the mop out after all.

A couple of hours later, the living room and dining room floors were dry, and the rugs were back in place, so I was back to moving the shelf and reshelving those magazines. Well, the 2010 National Geographics were all loose because I never received slipcases. I was balanced on the edge of a dilemma—poised for another avalanche, and then I took the plunge. I pulled the 2000 NGs out of their cases, and boxed up 2010. This part wasn’t much of an avalanche…I’ll give you that. But then I decided I couldn’t just chuck the 2000s…oh no…that would be too easy. I mean, I’d only been distracted from my original intention for a couple of hours, and I had the whole weekend!

So I pulled a hoarded composition notebook off the shelf, and proceeded to cut random art from each issue for the left page of each spread and leaving the right-hand pages empty for sketching. Lo and behold, and entirely new sketchbook was created (I need another one of those like I need a hole in my head). In my defense, I interspersed Christmas tree decorating with snip and paste sessions (I was pacing myself).

Well, by the end of the day I’d only managed to get the Christmas tree decorated with lights. Pathetic.

I have it on good authority that this ability (or curse depending on how you view it) is genetic. My great grandmother was behind the wheel of the family car having a driving lesson from my great grandfather, and she drove off into a field when a butterfly caught her attention.

These random scribbles are from the new book.

To justify the existence of this notebook, I’ve decided that it’s not going to be so precious, and unfinished stuff is perfectly fine. Yep, that’s what I’m telling myself. Like that makes it OK. Sigh….

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Ghostly Visitors from Another Time

I received a phone call from my father at 7:30 am, and thought it was going to be some kind of bad news. In fact, it was very good news. He’d spied these tall ships out on Lake Michigan on his commute, and was kindly telling me to get my fanny out there if I wanted to see the spectacle.

According to posts of other photos from pals on Facebook, yesterday was their main stopover day in Kenosha on the way down to Chicago. For some lovely, sunny, close-ups of these beauties, check out The Best Western Harborside Inn’s photo album on Facebook.

And here’s a link to the Kenosha Area Convention and Visitor’s Bureau Facebook photo album.

It would have been wonderful to see them under full sail, but as you can tell from the fog, there wasn’t much more than an occasional whisper of wind.

The fog created just the right mood of haunting beauty from another age.

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