overworked

This sketch of leaves (and acorn) seen on the lane while walking my corgi began well enough with a watercolor wash. I removed the masking fluid and added a bit of colored pencil — still going well. I wish I had stopped there.

Instead, I added shadows with the nearest dark pencil, which happened to be a water-soluble Inktense pencil in Bark. I meant to leave it dry but somehow a drop of water hit one bit, so I wet all shadows. Which ruined the light, delicate look I was going for.

tiny house, c. 1840s

This sketch didn’t turn out quite like I had planned, but I’m calling it done and moving on. It’s drawn from a photo I took in 2018. The cabin had a spindly live oak growing behind it with skinnier branches than normal.

The photo was in with others on my phone taken in Old Baylor Park but after I wrote the text, I’m not so sure if that’s where we saw it. It might have been in Round Top.

(watercolor & colored pencil)

drawing my not drawing

Yesterday I listened to a few past videos of Natasha Newton, including a Zoom drawing session recording from 2024. Participants were given a photo of the chosen scene, to be sketched in a certain limited time.

But instead of drawing along with the group, I drew the scene on my iPad, along with the hot cup of cocoa I was drinking and a picture of my closed sketchbook. Just for fun.

back to my nature journal

Almost two weeks ago, as the recent cold snap arrived here with a drizzly sleet, Bill noticed an odd red mushroom and brought it inside for me to sketch, which I did in gouache. Then I set this small nature journal aside — until today.

After watching a recording of Art Toolkit’s workshop on garden journaling with Bethan Burton, I added some sketches from two of her garden photos. I like her style of an ink line drawing with only a small focused bit with color added.

I found James Gurney’s quote online; it seemed to fit the 2-page spread.

tiny bits of gouache

Today has been a cold, sleepy sort of day. I pulled up a photo I took on Mustang Island over ten years ago and tried to paint it in gouache in my 2” sketchbook. Warm memories, though I remember there was a cold October wind blowing.

another cup of tea

Today, a simple sketch of my early morning hot tea — this time, my favorite gunpowder green tea. Sketched with Pitt Artist Pens and a few Derwent Drawing pencils. The other items on the kitchen counter were drawn with a Liliput fountain pen and De Atramentis Document blue gray ink.

Benign Tremor makes my dominant hand shake and is making me look for new ways of sketching. Brush pens and pencils are easier to control than paint brushes for details. But I can still use watercolor in large areas, which is the best way to use granulating pigments!

the freeze is on the way

We have been having a strange winter season so far, even needing to run the air conditioner just a week ago! On Monday, there were new blossoms on the baby peach tree. The leaves of the Mexican sycamore we planted this autumn have not yet fallen; in fact there are fresh green ones!

But a freezing winter storm is streaming towards us — and across half of the country today. The confused trees are in for a shock.

a new brush pen

I just received a small order from jetpens.com which included a new Pentel Pocketbrush pen with sanguine ink. So I grabbed a couple of oak leaves as Butters and I walked back from the mailbox (our mailbox is about a block away — at least that’s how it feels sometimes) and sketched them, then added gouache and a smidgen of colored pencil.

My original Pocketbrush pen with black ink is probably about 18 years old now, purchased in Kansas City on my way to sketching with a buddy in Excelsior Springs, MO. And it is still going strong with a great brush tip!

early morning view

The past few years I have reversed my long-held habits and have become an early riser, usually while it’s still quite dark. A quiet time to sip a cup of hot tea, read, or play a word game on my phone. Our corgi, Butters, and one of our cats, Bardie, love to go explore outside in the morning before it gets light. This is the view we had one morning last week, a wee sliver of a moon over the Arizona cypress tree we planted a few years ago.

The teacup and saucer are the only real cup and saucer I own; I normally use a large mug. I don’t usually use tea bags, but I bought a gift tin of Yorkshire Gold tea bags just for the tin, which features ink drawings by Yorkshire artist John Harrison. The bags have no string and tag; instead, I use a beaded chain with a small clip to hold the corner of the bag.

(watercolor, gouache, and colored pencil in a Seawhite of Brighton travel journal)

✳️ A bit of artistic license was employed in this sketch: the oak tree, which still has some brown leaves hanging on, was moved closer to the cypress to fit the square format and the crepe myrtle we planted was completely ignored. Those pine trees in the far distance are actually much taller than I drew them, and I left out the long driveway with its 12 live oaks and some additional fencing. Trying to simplify!

my Monday, SRO

Just a quick scribble sketch done while waiting through early jury selection process . . . All seats were taken, all hallways filled, standing room only.

We are now on lunch break; I live too far from the county seat to go home so I’m eating a snack in my car and posting this until time to return to the courtroom.

So much fun. (Not!)