This sketchbook provides a venue where you can see the creative process in its raw state.
I always think it's a cool exercise to picture an object from a variety of angles. The evil urges of a bad pun forced me to attach these limbs to a tree trunk.
This was a castoff from a frantic idea session. After the other ideas were sent out, and the dust had settled, this little sketch just sprouted knee joints and took off in it's own direction.
The bathtub is a great setting for all kinds of unexpected departures. I don’t know why a pre-schooler in bathtub took me all the way to 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, but it did.
Playing around with the human figure is always a fun thought game for me. This image emerged as I tried to use the arms as a building block for a figure, but also a method of concealment. The legs just felt intuitively like the proper balance for the thumb.
This was triggered by an article that talked about how your fingerprints can be removed by the acid in onions. You can also remove your fingerprints if you remove your fingers. I guess the editors thought that approach was a little too drastic. I thought this would be remarkably devious if it had been finished in that beautiful Cooks Illustrated tabletop food style, which would look so gracious and appetizing until you identified the pink garnish alongside the onion slices (euwww!)
I did a group of pieces for the New York Times about how people improperly use exercise equipment, and I always liked the question of who was in charge of whom when a person is working out on a machine. You’re the one setting the parameters, but the machine is the one making you sweat. Those thoughts were rolling around in my head during a class when I made this doodle. I had also just taken up rowing, and felt very bad about how inept I was at it.
This article discussed the unintended psychological impact of telling children a supernatural creature would sneak into their room at night and make off with their teeth.
I’ve always enjoyed the clueless happiness of a free spirit. This was for an article about how some people aren’t benefiting from the recovery as much as, oh, say, the rich and powerful.
Reading the paper every morning with stories about how high the fence should be between the U.S. and its’ neighbors and how many layers of airport security is too much conjured this image.
How far will you go for that real maple flavor? This started out as an idea to go with an article about how global warming was messing up the harvesting of Sugar Maple sap and threatening the maple syrup industry. The evocation of bottomless patience that resulted struck a chord with me, at least. The whole global warming message worked better when I replaced the maple tree with a cactus.
This really epitomizes for me that very central divergence between people who use revelation as their matrix for approaching the world and people who use the scientific method.
The holidays always bring out the Edward Gorey/ Charles Addams in me. I always do these around early December when it’s too late to turn them into cards, and then by the following year I forget all about them.
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