When I was a teen, my grandfather had alzheimers, a failing heart, and half of one lung. He was covered with scars and sometimes muttered at walls.
I was asked to keep an eye on him, briefly, one afternoon, while my grandmother did something else. While I was alone with him, he looked at an empty space right next to me, and whispered: "Mom? Dad? Is that you?"
With the exception of getting hit by a car, that was the most terrifying moment of my life.
"Girl & Death". What started out as two separate pieces for Upfest in Bristol, slowly merged into one collaborative painting. On the left my part, on the right the artwork by Luke Gray (http://lukegray.net)
My husband has a chronic illness and frequently spends weeks in the hospital. I have been doodling each day while sitting with him and many of them reflect my thoughts at the time. Often appearing are desperation, hope, frustration, sarcasm, fear.
In one of the sessions in HOW TO DRAW WITHOUT TALENT Danny Gregory asks us to draw a Memory Bike. I did as asked, and then I went online to find out how a bike actually is constructed. In my search I suddenly found myself on a page that besides nice photo
Quick one from the Women's March today in Los Angeles. This was great, everyone was was mellow. It felt more like a demonstration of solidarity than an angry mob. #womensmarch #womensmarchlosangeles #huffingtonpost #drawing #sketch ##sketchbook #sketching
