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.
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't like the idea of "gaps" in the books. The previous books have no gaps because they aren't dated, so they feel contiguous. The only way to eliminate the gaps and placate my obssession with continuity was to do a sketch every day. So I've been doing just that. Last week in Portland it was easy--there was always something new to draw. But now, sitting around the house, I've had to seek out subject matter to keep things rolling. So I've been doing single objects, which I'd taken on before, sometimes in paintings. These are from 2007:
It's been fun so far-- we'll see how long it lasts.
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 haven't mentioned it). We also stayed there on the way back, so I'll put all the Spokane parts together for you:
After another long drive we arrived in Portland at Susan's house and passed out. The next morning we found ourslelves at Detour Cafe, then the International Rose Test Gardens.
The next few days included doing too much cool stuff for me to describe it in detail, so I'll just put up some photos and sketches.
On the way back, we drove along the scenic historic Columbia River Gorge Highway, lunched in the Dalles and stopped in Spokane for the night. The next day we strolled around Missoula, MT for a bit, stretched our legs in Phillipsburg and arrive home none the worse for wear but with a lot of catching up to do in the real world.