I really hate to see things incomplete.Some of the images are from the sketchbook,but all drawn within the 100 day period.So I see it done.
Today is the Hundredth Day- November 8th.
I still have time to squeeze in a few more,unfortunately I misplaced some of the postcards.Still close to the mark...I admit some of the later ones are rushed.
I do hope you enjoyed the trip,kept me busy and I learned something from them.
Scarlett is a little side project going, still in the early stages,
three images are done on index cards.
I have a couple of short stories on the go for publication by next year, to be included in the hurricane relief anthology being published by Ronin Studios.
I have fallen behind on the postcards as a result. Not a matter of doing them, but scanning and posting that takes a little more time. They will be done...eventually.
Thanks for stopping by. GGG.
(Top)The base of these two drawings are done from leaves, scanned blown up and pixilated.Experimented with textures and ended up with something completely unexpected.
(Bottom)Zachary had a red marker and made a few scratches on the back of an envelope. I took that and generated three little doodles.
Inventions. Everyday someone has a bright idea, but how many take the time to record them?
This little design for an ink-feeding cartridge to a natural hairbrush is just an idea; I may take the time to build a prototype. See if it can really work? I may have a few more similar artifacts in my sketchbooks, ranging from book cover-carriers, book shelving and store designs, toys and games.
Dragons pop up in my sketchbooks now and again…waiting for stories to be told.
An old ice cream bucket holds an assortment of pencil crayons and other small trinkets of a childhood shared between sisters. A plastic little boy in blue overalls has been separated from a forgotten play set. An Avon broach hides a compartment for a lip moisturizer, it seemed every girl I knew in elementary school had at least one. Rubberstamps with dated images, girls in bell bottom pants and cute puppies, once decorated letters and notes to friends long since moved away.
Funny how you remember childhood friends, they retain their youth forever and ever. Never aging in memory. Like home movies in your brain.
I think of lazy summer days, when we were children with little to do, finding ways to entertain ourselves.
Activity books printed on newsprint were easy enough to pick up at Super S or K-Mart. Grab a pencil or a crayon and start playing Tic-Tac-Toe, hangman, mazes, find the word, match games, color pictures and connect the dots.
Out of habit, I doodle when I talk on the phone or waiting for files to upload or download. I end up with a few scrap notebooks full of these little drawings.