the contortionist
the contortionist, originally uploaded by dwelldeep. i know what you are thinking: this is no contortionist! she’s not nearly bendy bendy enough and her head isn’t poking backward between her knees whilst balancing on one hand. But! I submit to you that this is indeed a contorted way to crouch and work (for hours on [...]
By the skin of my teeth
So to rehash a little from yesterday’s post… I signed up for a daily blog posting thingy called NaBloPoMo. National Blog Posting Month. I know, it’s a mouthful even when it’s in its abbreviated form. Tonight I was laying in bed, noncommittally flipping through my newest Martha Stewart, when I realized I didn’t post yet [...]
carried away
I do. Right now I am very much trying to keep my feet on the ground. In the good way, like trying to stay organized and juggle very many details at once. I am enlisting the aid of my iPhone in this task. I hear it is a valuable organizational tool. So far I have [...]
moan-day
Today I had a case of the Mondays. I did not want to wake up. I did not want to get out of bed. I just didn’t. Not. even. a. little. bit. In the end, though, I had a pretty fun day and saw new things all over the city. I did lots and lots [...]
Sunday Best
All dressed, shirt pressed, lovingly mended slacks with creases. Laid to rest, Sunday best, hands folded, old with creases. We are blessed, when with heavy chest, we bend our eyes with creases, smiles.
inspiration: maira kalman
Maira Kalman is the best role-model I’ve found so far, in terms of what I’d like to to with my life and art. She’s a kook! Enjoy, Sam
every day is like this
i’m a bit old for this
oh, brother
i saw these wolves in a dream a few months ago and sketched them as soon as i woke up. (this is a detail of the painting) they say an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth i tell you the truth only love casts out fear. love, sam p.s. click on the [...]
just for looks.
Today I woke up in a terrible state. All the loudest and meanie-meanest voices in my head were going at full-tilt saying truly awful things. I kept thinking, why am I doing this crazy being-an-artist-thing? This won’t work. And when you do a crazy-artist-thing, people keep telling you to be ready to fail… that you [...]
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