If it cant be turned into a comic...

...I dont want to experience it.

Budget Analysis is Fun!

My dearest friend, Jon. Yes, this is what he is like. And I love him. Check out his blog, too.

Last of the High School Portraits

Tiffy. Charcoal on a huge sheet of paper.


My mom. She didnt like this portrait. Pastels on paper.


Self portrait. Charcoal on paper.


Jen. Pastels on blue paper.


Jon. Charcoals or pastels or something on paper.


Taylor eatting ice cream. Charcoal on paper.

I scanned some old slides of my high school portfolio. These are really old. I did the one of my aunt Tiffy in my junior year of high school, I think. When I was 16. And I wish I could draw a shirt again like I drew Jen's that day.

Six Years Ago Today

Jon's hand. Pastels on black paper.


Girl I dont know. Pastels on colored paper (that was my thing).

I risked my life and crawled into my attic this afternoon just to find my slides of my work from high school and college. So for the next few days I think I'll be posting those gems.

But about my attic, you don't understand. The stairs are thousands of years old. They're the kind that you pull down from the ceiling. And one side of the support system of springs and nails is completly gone. Plus, they are directly over the stairs that lead to the first floor of my house. So if you fell, you'd fall far.

These two drawings were done when I was 16 or 17. When I was a kid and smoking was cool.

More Drawing Less Talking

Jon reading the paper, at Cafe Depot, in Montreal.

Also, I'm leaving for Dallas in the morning. I don't know if I'll have the capability to post while I'm away yet. If not, see you January 4th!

Oh, and this:

Desks are the new Coffee Shops

While I was in Montreal, Jon had a lot of school work to do. So, sometimes I'd sit on the futon in his office and draw draw draw. This is the view of the corner of his desk, looking out the window at the building behind his apartment. And there is a vine.


I guess posting pictures of your desk is very cool nowadays. Here are some examples, Frederik's desk and the On My Desk blog.

I'll give you a little tour of my desk. It sits in the corner of my bedroom, and you can see I took this photo while I was working on this painting. I have my little Goblin Self Portrait on the wall, so I don't forget what I look like while I paint. Easier than a mirror. There is a solar system mobile I got in France when I was 16, hanging from my lamp. Under that you can see my South African princess Barbie. And then there is the painting I did of Jon in the corner. I don't just surround myself with my own work, I have some other better known artists hanging in my room, too.

Under my desk is this cool little cart I got from IKEA, I call it my Aht Caht. It holds a bunch of paper and supplies, and rolls out so I can put my pallate on top of it while I work. And you can see a bit of my bookshelf, and my lovely plant I named Courtney Cox Arquette. No relation to the actress.

Our Quest/Journey/Voyage

Some doodles, plus a drawing of Jon from our trip to the New Hampshire border (anyone from New England knows what that means). I've been working on drawing people while they're not sitting still (at all, even a little).

New Sketchbook

This is the cover to my awesome new sketchbook. I'm so lucky I found one with a picture of Jonathan De Luca customized onto it. I hope many nice illo's come from this appendage. And I'd like to dedicate all the future fruits my sketchbook bears to the cashier at the art store. We know you nibbled on that eraser.



And, yes, I know, if I had puffy paint this would be a whole lot better.

Trouble

There was something about this sweet pose
that said Jon and I were up to no good.

2 1/2" x 3" Pen & Marker

Jon

Smoking outside the Musée d'Orsay last summer.
Acrylic, 5"x9"
[and it is a cigarette, haha]