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I'm always drawing my living space. The short answer is that it's easy since I'm always there, but it's also a challenging space and, since it's full of clutter, there's a lot to draw. Last night's drawing: One year ago: The old apartment: My parents' living room (where I once lived):

New moleskine... This is the "real" final drawing from my last moleskine. I had to return to my old place of work yesterday morning, and while I was there, I locked my keys in my truck. So as I was waiting for my friend to bring me Linda's keys (we only have one vehicle between us) I sat on my tailgate and drew this delivery truck.

Now that I'm finally dating my sketches, I've finished off another moleskine in record time. Twenty days from start to finish. Here are the final three:

Got a Koi watercolor kit the other day, and a Hand Book clothbound sketchbook in Portland that I tried out for the first time today at Rockford Coffee.

Roskie Hall is a dorm at Montana State University. The plan consists of three octagonal pillars around a larger octagonal core. It's a weird building.

Without really intending to do so, I've finally begun a "daily sketch" habit. While I did a sketch pretty much every day before, and sometimes a lot more, I was never particularly worried about missing a day, or even a week. I always came back when I wanted to, and I have had no trouble filling sketchbooks. But recently I was looking back at all the sketchbook image files I have (there are many, many more than just the ones I've put on Flickr) and was having trouble sorting out when I drew which sketch--sometimes even which year . So I decided I would date each sketch in my new Moleskine so as to have some reference other than the day they were scanned. (I used to be not-so-diligent about scanning, meaning some sketchbook pages were a year old before being immortalized in .jpg form). Anyway, I found that when I put the date on a sketch, it seemed too weird that there might be consecutive sketches that weren't on consecutive days in my Moleskine. I didn'...

Hi All! I'm back from Portland, where I went with Linda for her book tour to support Crochet Adorned (and if you haven't at least visited her blog yet you're off my Christmas list). We stayed with Linda's super-crafty (and amazingly hospitable) friend Susan Beal, her husband Andrew Dickson and their super-cute daughter Pearl. We both had a great time. Linda did a book-signing at the world-famous Powell's City of Books and at a local yarn shop, made a tv appearance on AM Northwest, and the rest of the time we got to enjoy Portland. Susan and Andrew introduced us to some amazing food and cool things to see. So, on with the post: We did the drive there in one day, stopping for lunch at the Milk Bottle in Spokane, Washington. I even did a brief sketch as Linda and I enjoyed our (ok, my ) new favorite peanut-butter milkshake. You will, of course, remember that Spokane is the birthplace of my father (assuming you're clairvoyant, as I'm pretty sure I hav...