let's share

there is something really strange about watching people leave. i've had a pretty solid recent couple months being here in savannah, knowing that my time left here is brief, although my departure is unknown. but so far i've been here to see my closest compadres go off into the great unknown to start the rest of their lives. and i'm here still... i know that when i look back on my early twenties spending 5 years here will seem like a blip on the map. (that's been my metaphor of choice). but i haven't mustered the energy to plan my next endeavor. moving when you're 18 to go to college is a big transition, but i think the first big-adult-move is even bigger because you're conscious of how weird the transition will be. but that's just me. i've been a little preoccupied lately, and haven't been doing as much complete work, just bits and pieces. working at my own pace i suppose. but my dear friend artemis (moved to brooklyn a few months ago) is whipping up a few ideas for a show that her aunt is involved in out in San Fran.
I'm hoping to get together some prints of my work and maybe some 3-D work too so i can contribute to the show. I'll provide more info when I can, so if you're in the area... you know...

i don't really know what it is that these sketches mean, if anything. i mean, not like they are doused in conceptual detail but what they mean for the future of my work. i've relied heavily on my pencil line for so long and this black line is a much different approach for me. i'm due to put out a new mailer and i'm stuck wondering how to make this new stuff cohesive with the old stuff. here's some more, for what its worth...

keep your distance

well, i found out that i don't need a cast which is fantastic. yet, when i got in my car to go to the doctor i realized all my valubles were missing. i was f-ing robbed while i was licking my wounds... its friday the 13th this week, i'm hoping that my string of bad luck will run out by then...

down & out

i'm doing my best to recover from my clumsy injury. its been a pain in the ass but i'm finding ways to pass the time. I watched a good movie called "The Devil and Daniel Johnston" saturday night, (i snuck a drawing of him in there). also i'm trying to plot a flea annihilation and doing a little drawing:






i've been using this little travel watercolor brush that you are supposed to fill the body of it with water, but i just fill it with ink. good constant flow and i'm able to make all sorts of mistakes that are usually more interesting than my well planned ideas.
they're nothing special, but i'm just trying to do a little bit everyday. i've been having a hard time getting my ideas translated from my brain to the paper... Conveniently i just finished my most recent moleskin journal. So i grabbed one in a different format. Slightly bigger, graph paper instead of the traditional version (which I still love)

its a nice change of pace. starting from scratch with a new material. i usually just stick with a regular pencil or a red one... but there is less room for error with a brush. no erasing. no excuses. make the best of the line you put down kind of thing...

just call me grace

i'm going to blame the full moon

friday:
stuck my hand in a dog fight

saturday:
i fell down the stairs

sunday:
got xrays, fractured my foot
got a tetnus shot so i don't get rabies...

so, i'll be layed up for a few days, feel free to send gifts... food, candy, flowers, what have you...