As anyone who is familiar with the self help section of their local bookstore will tell you, life is all about stages. Not that I am familair with the self help section of my local bookstore, mind you.
Maybe its because we're in that stage between winter and spring, but for some reason I glomed onto the concept of stages in my sketchbook. Why, I do not know.
A happy President's Day to everyone. Some people work today, others don't. I can never figure out whether or not I'm supposed to take the day off. So while I'm waiting for the sketches of numerous projects to be Oked, I spent this morning's sketchebook session ruminationg on the state of affairs out there. Here's the way the dice fell.
For the past 26 years I have been looking over my past year's sketchbooks to pick 12 images with which to make a calendar. It's a thankless job. I would much rather be drawing than self editing and whipping a bunch of extremely rough sketches into a promo piece that must attain a certain degree of professionalism. I just finished the process and I feel good about it and anxious to get back into the business of making images. Here are a bunch of images that didn't make it onto this year's calendar which I thought had some degree of merit.
Maybe there is some validity to the End Times belief that has come into focus with the emergence of Sarah Palin. There sure seems to be a convergence of events of late. Here are some sketchbook thoughts that try to make sense of the whole mess. I've been experimenting with digital color of late, trying to play with different textures. Been having fun with it.
We just received our tax rebate check yesterday,and I opened the envelope with mixed emotions. Because we are a family of five, it represents a nice chunk of change, and there's never a shortage of ways to spend, but on the other hand, it also represents failed ecomonic policies, and a bandaid for the fallout of corporate greed. These are indeed tough times and from what I'm reading things are looking to get alot worse before they get better. As a way of venting, I've been devoting some sketchbook time to the issues of the economy and gas prices. Here are some drawings. Oh, and by the way, I am thinking of banking the check just out of spite.
As a person well acquainted with the concept of deadlines, I submitted all the makings for our tax returns to my accountant weeks ago. When I hadn't heard back from him, I finally called him last Friday to make sure everything was cool. He hadn't even started them. We've got plenty of time says he, they're not due until next Tuesday. It all came down to the wire yesterday. I had to take time out of work to get signatures for two of my boys who are scattered all over the state as well as shuffling funds for payments. And then there are those little yellow please sign and date stickers, which by the way have very poor adhesive qualities. As a way of decompressing after that ordeal, here are some ruminations. I WILL be looking for a new accountant.
Last year Danny Gregory contacted me about a book he was writing titled "An Illustrated Life: drawing inspiration from the private sketchbooks of artists, illustrators and designers". This is the book I've been waiting for. As a way of promoting the book, which is due out in October, he has been interviewing different sketchbook artists as podcasts. Well I'm the third of what promises to a very cool series. Click Here (Then click on the little pod target in the upper left hand corner. It takes some time to load)
As a way posting some pertinent graphic content, here are a bunch of frontispieces from various sketchbooks.