coming in, going on, coming out, all movement, no static, let's talk about the moon...
"i've gone completely out of my mind"... spain, summer 2014
water color at le louvre... my feet were in the fountain, it was blistering hot.
water color la tour eiffel, paris, france, summer 2014
anglet, France, summer 2014
watercolor, spain, summer 2014
impression of a french beach, summer 2014
finished what i finished, the whole thing is still mine even if completely different than i imagined... the 179 mile impression, with a hint of self empowerment. final del camino, summer 2014
i am a cathedral... summer 2014
meditation retreat sketch. lotus head. chakra exploration. a moment in time.
anglet, france. July 2014.
stormy cafe au lait ocean, anglet, france. July 2014
colors of dawn breaking on the camino. summer 2014
el camino de santiago. endless trek, no shade, golden baked fields for as far as the eye can see. summer 2014
meditation retreat sketch... a tickle tickle...
story bird mouth. meditation retreat sketch. reflections on story telling as healing process
meditation retreat sketch. self reflection tears the fibers apart... "got me good"
the mess we make
talking mess
it all gets messy. too many teeth in my mouth. too many eyes in my head. yeah you know the feeling.
girls with hair. done at a bachelorette party on the russian river.
fist
mouth, eye, earring. who?
talk about it... in and out...
sometimes a world of hurt. done while watching Disney's Beauty and the Beast.
sometimes a page will be in process for months in a sketchbook, and everytime i see it it bothers me and i try to do something with it. and nothing works. sometimes this lasts months. this is one of those sketches. i really like this now.
lotus head
shrug your bird shoulders/ bird as prism...
"we run in the same circles"
done in Mendocino, California
series of holes in my face.
mountains hug themselves too
the problem with words, they come out of mouths on bodies most of the time
...
"oh?"
"tweet tweet my lovely"
the eyes say it all
just hair
poetry for someone i don't know...
poke, splat.
squid girl
sometimes she digs into the gritty roadside
bird on the waves, santa cruz, california. watercolors on a freezing, grey beach.
i'm blind, i can see...
lunar reflections
under water
hold the line
duct tape and thread, post-its and scraps...
webs, connections...
connection mask
fire in the belly
prism study
"be selfless, you will be infinite"
me as a bodiless being, walking the street on the tips of my fingers
hairdo tree
stehekin, washington
"i guess i'm a little square"
small smattering of sketchbooks. some of many... an ever growing collection of my brain's ramblings, musings, characters, color relations, experiences on paper... some of my most prized possessions.