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Close-up of a flower in a bouquet.

Drawing done as a 13-year-old.

Reflecting on catching up (albeit briefly) with old friends despite the bleak circumstances that brought us back together…

Hello to yet another old friend!

Over here in Edinburgh, February has outdone the month before it with it’s cold spells! Spring, summer, warmth… hurry up please?

Back in the studio after taking the weekend off. Experimenting with adding colour and bolder lines.

Pen over pencil with contemplations that hint at child development and parenting strategies. A very wise person told me that it is our life's work to forgive our parents. Another wise person told me that sometimes there is no forgiveness, just forgetting.

An old friend returns!

I found an old sketchbook. One of my favorites. I'm hoping to digitize this soon.

Last page of the current sketchbook, with some words of wisdom from Miyazaki-san to compliment and complete things. :-)

Cold sharks, cold sharks everywhere.

I’m coming out of another one of those periods where I’ve drew or doodled very little (all the other projects on the go until now!), but as always I got my mojo back in the nick of time, it seems. :) Same old stuff here for now!

Of all the dreams I’ve had in my life, the one I had back in July of 2007 as a 14 year old seems to have stuck somewhere in my memory the longest. It involved some airy-fairy death and rebirth of the world and it all got very 2001-sy real quick. Here’s a retelling of that story...ish.

Pencil on 18x24 illustration board. Old. 1980's...

I was pretty much done with this Jane, but she hadn't told me what she was saying yet. Then my 18 year old daughter came in, and nervously said "Mom...I did a thing..." She proceeded to show me her freshly tattooed fingers. Suddenly, Jane spoke...

Painted an old piece of wood that was laying around after a kitchen project.

On the hunt for gold, are we?

Continuing to look at the mysteries of plants used as bush medicine by Indigenous people in the East Kimberley of Western Australia. These two plants are common throughout the area. The one on the left is used for colds and the right for soap. How many of us would know what to look for?

Blackout poetry time!

Found a tidbit in the novel Grendel by John Gardner that got my creative juices stirring... :-)

This shambling creature haunts the fetid marshlands and is a protector of the birds and beasts who reside there. He's ancient, the last of his kind and a gentle soul who would much rather hide under the sticky mud than come face to face with a stranger.

a little pattern made from old hedgehog sketches! made with pencil and photoshop :)

My first venture into artist grade colouring pencils - and I'm smitten! I never thought I could achieve such boldness and blendability with them! I'm still getting used to them and will think about choosing smoother paper with less tooth next time. The texture and weight was more for the water-based gouache along with alcohol inks (which are very unforgiving to even primed heavy paper!). Apologies for the unevenness of lighting between the 2 sides of paper; will correct that when I'm making proper image files.