Tote bag & chair.

I don't hate it. I don't love it either though.

You've missed a few. Part of being in the habit of doing this every day (or pretty close to) is that mistakes are made. Sometimes fatal mistakes.

That's good.

When this blog started, I was going to post everything - whether it sucked or not. But then I thought that taking pride in the output is a good thing. Nobody wants to look at pictures that blow (I know, make up my mind, which is it?), just like nobody wants to read a dull story or watch a terrible movie.

And so standards are set further. This doesn't meet them, but it will do. I guess this is the line.

feet.

So. When I named this thing I really didn't anticipate the focus on feet. I always liked drawing them, but didn't think about it much. Plus, have you looked up what "foot cookie" is a term for? Pretty gross. I didn't know that either.

Last night, I was tucked up on the couch and saw my feet criss-crossed and it looked kind of neat, so we replicated today. That's right. I said I looked at my own feet, then used the word "neat" and then referred to myself in the plural. You can leave now and there won't be any hard feelings. I understand.

But if you're a foot person, hey - today's your lucky day.

Mine too. I really, really like this one.

There's a signature here because Lance said there should be.

Birch leaves.

I was not enthusiastic about the Birch leaves. I originally tried drawing an abandoned bucket of sidewalk chalk...but come on. It went like this: cylinder, cylinder, cylinder, cylinder...you get the picture.

So, because this is becoming a habit, when four-o-clock rolls around I'm out, examining little pieces of this or that on the ground. Scanning what I usually overlook to find something interesting in the mundane.

I came back to this little twig that fell from the Birch out back and decided to give it a go. The second time around, I fell in love with its delicate leaf edges and little-bitty stalks. An unexpected bit of fun. Everything was so tiny I had to get even more fussy and OCD than usual with keeping the pencil sharp and such.

Just the way I like it.

leg.

We're seriously hurting for subject matter around here.

Seriously.

lady.

Today I went to the Art Museum for this sketch thing they were doing there. This is from a photograph that was hanging in the gallery.

It was fun to break the routine of flipping through books or looking for cats or plants.

cat.

This is dammy. She's not so smart, but she has the cutest eyes I ever saw. Too bad they're closed here.

We fell apart in the ear department. I need to learn how to capture the fuzz.

Mouse.

Keys.

Oh my god, the keys were actually fun.

Color me shocked.

Fuschia.

These never get old.


Yes they do.



P.S. Thanks to the chickens for rejuvenating my interest in this thing. Even though the fuschias are feeling tired, it was fun and nice to draw today.