Sunday, June 26, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Ballpoint pen face studies. I have spent thousands of hours of my life drawing. You could, too. Maybe you already have.
Everyone can make things.
If you can talk, you can sing. If you can write, you can draw. Actually, you don't even need to be able to write to draw, and some people can sing but not talk! Making is certainly not about "talent"--
I don't believe in it.
If you can consistently do something well and with skill, it will be because you've practiced. It is possible to have a natural aptitude for something, but I think claiming talent is to rest on one's laurels and one who complements "talent" often indirectly implies, "I couldn't do that."
I believe that to be untrue.
Friday, June 17, 2011
I'm lucky to say that I've become an aunt to fraternal twins, one of each category of a gender binary system. In Tagalog "tita" means aunt, and Filipino nicknames are often based on the second syllable of a name, not the first. I hope to be called Tita Nini.
Time always feels like it's accelerating, and being busy doesn't help to counter my perception. For now I'm in New York, and tomorrow I go to Pennsylvania for an engagement party. Two weddings, an engagement party, and twin babies all in less than 6 weeks! It is that time of year!
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Portland, Oregon is the bike- friendliest city I've ever been to in The States. It was unusual and surprising to happen upon this at the end of a quiet residential street.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Today the rain in Brooklyn was just a fine mist, for hours. It was the kind of light spray that you don't really need an umbrella for, but after a while outside you look like you've been on the Maid of the Mist tour (the boat that travels underneath Niagara Falls.) It wasn't like the kind of rain I grew up with in New York: cold, fat drops or drizzles that make people scurry. It was more like rain in Portland-- a perpetual misting that doesn't significantly alter the course of one's day.
Moss is so aesthetically appealing to me. It's like living velvet! I was in Portland, Oregon in February and I observed it all over town. Because Portland has such a mild and damp climate mosses really thrive everywhere. Some sidewalks have names impressed in the concrete. Above, you can see moss growing in those recesses.
In some places, it grows like a carpet with a luxurious pile.
In some places, traffic wears patterns into the carpet.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
I want to see women on money. This is ballpoint pen on dollar bills. I only seem to do this when I'm sitting at the door of shows at a particular warehouse in Olneyville. It's probably because they have a bright lamp by the door, and it's not my money.
I drew some more that I'll post later, and did you see these?
(Click on the image to magnify.)