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A nap. I am testing some new papers and colors to do more illustrations for the Minotaur book as I read it. This book is called The Minotaur Takes His Own Sweet Time by Steven Sherrill. Can't wait to start it. https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce6SbuaOTqo/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

THE WELL from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. "But there is no way up. There is no way up. There is no way up. There is no way up. There is no way up. " #dailydrawing #ink #benloory @benloory #nowayup #well #flyalready

I am feeling lazy so here is a dive into my archives. Happy holidays, everyone!

The Ox from Dialogues in Paradise by Can Xue. It came again, butting and bumping against the wooden wall, making a loud noise. https://www.instagram.com/p/CikQ5dauStn/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

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"You have hair the colour of gold," said the fox, "the grain, which is also golden, will bring me back to the thought of you, and I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat. " - The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. #thelittleprincebookchallenge #kidlitart #graphite

Yesterday I bribed myself with ice cream to get back to work. It was a great idea! https://www.instagram.com/p/CUaYGhcIJsO/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec (1864-1901) Toulouse-Lautrec drank constantly and slept little. After a long night of drawing and binge-drinking, he would often wake early to print lithographs, then head to a café for lunch and several glasses of wine. Returning to his studio, he would take a nap to sleep off the wine, then paint until the late afternoon, when it was time for aperitifs. (One of his inventions was the Maiden Blush, a combination of absinthe, mandarin, bitters, red wine, and champagne. He wanted the sensation, he said, of “a peacock’s tail in the mouth.”) From Daily rituals by Mason Currey #dailyrituals #inktober #henriToulouseLautrec @masoncurrey

Ibexes mama and babies.

More drawings from my draw and talk with Bob Shea from last week here: https://www.instagram.com/p/CdDyJZyu3ja/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Dismal. Another one of my favorite words. And incidentally, I am so good at drawing dogs. Dismally good. https://www.instagram.com/p/CrlUREQudDf/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Old pond frog leaps into the splash. -Basho

Children eating ice cream in the subway.

Keep thinking about a story about Kismet (one of my cats) and Rocky (a friends dog I just met). I don’t know what they would both do in it, but there would be much shivering and tail wagging. Ps. Kismet is not fat. She is actually very svelte. But I had two blobs on my page and she was destined to be one of them https://www.instagram.com/p/C7mUq3BggSy/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

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"There is," said the marzipan pig, "such sweetness in me!" "The Marzipan Pig" by Russell Hoban is one of my favorite books. During the pandemic, @pgoedi from @communitybookstore read it and I drew it. Found it again and wanted to share it. This makes me want to draw live again. It is such a nerve racking thing and so fun!

GET ME OUT OF HEEEEEEEEERE! https://www.instagram.com/p/CYZmQf3pJPL/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Ludwig van Beethoven (1770–1827) Beethoven rose at dawn and wasted little time getting down to work. His breakfast was coffee, which he prepared himself with great care—he determined that there should be sixty beans per cup, and he often counted them out one by one for a precise dose. From Daily Rituals : How Artists Work by Mason Currey. #dailydrawing #dailyritual #beethoven #coffee #inktober @masoncurrey

GLOOSCAP AND THE BABY From Favorite Folktales from Around the World byJane Yolen. Glooscap, having conquered the Kewawkqu’, a race of giants and magicians, and the Medecolin, who were cunning sorcerers, and Pamola, a wicked spirit of the night, besides hosts of fiends, goblins, cannibals, and witches, felt himself great indeed, and boasted to a woman that there was nothing left for him to subdue. But the woman laughed and said, “Are you quite sure, master? There is still one who remains unconquered, and nothing can overcome him.” In some surprise Glooscap inquired the name of this mighty one. “He is called Wasis,” replied the woman, “but I strongly advise you to have no dealings with him.” Wasis was only a baby, who sat on the floor sucking a piece of maple sugar and crooning a little song to himself. Now Glooscap had never married and wasignorant of how children are managed, but with perfect confidence he smiled at the baby and asked it to come to him. The baby smiled back but never moved... #dailydrawing #folktales #kidlitart #babies #algonquian

Rabbit rabbit. https://www.instagram.com/p/CdYYzwEuz5g/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link