This life model says everyone who draws her makes her less pretty than she is. The students say it is because it is so much more interesting to draw flaws.
Are we there yet?
Sometimes I think that is all youth is; waiting to arrive some place. And the closer you get the more afraid you become that it will become a disappointment in some way.
I was putzing around the internet when I found: chapham’s photographs. They’re really beautiful. In any case, I used her daughter as the model. So thank you!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/empty_cup/
Do Kisses, Like Roses, Look Loveliest Before You Lose Them?
I miss a person.
But I know that when I leave this place, I will miss it here too. Do you know how that feels?
Hatching
If I were a lady of leisure I would eat quail eggs every day.
Travelling makes it harder to paint anything serious so instead, I am keep wet sketchy notes in camera and by hand.
Scottish Flowers
Song for An Able Bastard
I wish I loved an honest girl,
Unseeking and unsought,
Whose lips were soft as they were shy,
And not as they’d been taught
I wish— but what’s the use of that?
The only She in town
Is not so honest as she’s fair—
She’s light as thistle-down!
And that’s my luck, for I was born
When a March moon was mad;
I wish I loved an honest girl-
I wish my father had.
Eric Linklater (1899-1974)
Reading Scottish poetry in honor of my current location. But not all Scottish flowers have spines.
Cute Enough To Eat?
Why is it that we like to eat cute things? Is it the inner sadist? I’m not sure. But Taiwan seems to sure be fond of its darkly adorable food. For example: this pork bun in the shape of a pig.
Portable Joys & Taipei
Sometimes, when you are in foreign place it is the tiniest things that count. I’ve been in Taipei for two days, and of course, I take pictures of all the wrong things. A small flower at the bus stop, cynical cats, an apartment block on a grey day. But these are the things I want to remember the small sweet pleasures. The beauties that I can hold onto.
Taking Off
Flying to Taipei today. I always get a little jittery before travelling. It’s just the way that I am. I’m not even afraid of planes, or crashes, or anything like that. It’s just the smell of a new city, a differently angled moon, strange cola mixes. I don’t know. Anyway, did this little doodle to calm down.
the emperor’s love still lies abed
An experiment with watercolor and an escape from the western canon.
Mother’s Day
It is hard to share strawberries and cake when your mom lives on a different continent.
