Monday, August 20, 2012


My friend Isaac, Tacoma artist and philosopher extraordinaire. 

Monday, August 13, 2012

Unfinished Sketches: "It would be bad if you were allergic to kisses...or water!"

Beer tasting at Granville Island Brewing the day after my sister's marathon. Title quote was from a child in the brewpub. 
Jen, Vince, my pals in jazz combo Taxi Driver, and a deer trophy. 

 Self-portrait realness. 
Jen cookin' some vanilla bean rhubarb butter. 
Half a drawing made at Bluebeard Coffee Roasters. 

Unfinished watercolor sketch made at a cafe in St. Louis this spring. 

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Creekside at Mason Lake

I painted this little plein air sketch by the creek that feeds Mason Lake. This is one of the sacred places in my life. We go camping there every year, since before I was born. The creek always changes as creeks are wont to do, and I've grown up and gotten a lot better at painting as artist girls are wont to do, but it's one of those things that retains its essence from year to year. Tradition or ritual don't quite have the precise connotations I'm searching for. It's a perpetual, superimposed snapshot from any year of my life, showing my mom and me sitting on a log on the pebbly creek bed with our watercolors and our sunscreen, dabbing away. And it made me who I am today.