Saturday, June 28, 2014

Man as Sunflower Drawing


Color drawing of a man as a sunflower, ink and pen on paper, 14" x 17"



Handmade accordion sketchbook, summer 2014



First four pages of sketchbook, summer 2014

"Having arrived at this glacial summit—old age—we realize that we have lived many successive existences, strung together by a luminous thread of conscious memory. Like prehistoric geological formations, our memory contains various layers that preserve artifacts from ancient human tribes. In the cerebral cave, the solitary old man must look with pity upon his primitive ancestors and declare his independence of thought and action..." 

-Santiago Ramón y Cajal

Friday, June 27, 2014

Sweltering for art:

I am continuing my summer tradition of plein air drawings.  Today!, the crocodile tank at the Zoo.  The environmental conditions are accurately kept, so the morning was spent sweltering for art.


Sketchbook Aquarium drawing #2, marker and pen on paper, 9" x 12,"  2014

"Our organism’s complexity has spread a rich and noble life throughout sensations and thoughts; however, as a counterweight, this complexity has also brought us distressing fragility. We live with the constant threat of catastrophe. . . ."

by Santiago Ramón y Cajal, Café Chats (translated by Benjamin Ehrlich)

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Aquarium Drawing


Sketchbook Aquarium drawing, marker and pen on paper, 9" x 12,"  2014



". . . Faith vigorously promotes longevity, while doubt can doom us to an early death."

"Blessed are those who give their lives to a great idea, for they will endure in and for it! . ."


Both quotes by Santiago Ramón y Cajal, Café Chats (translated by Benjamin Ehrlich)

Surrealism, Spanish birds, Romanticism and the great outdoors. Summer time is cake.


Graphite on paper, 14" x 17," 2014



Graphite and ink on paper, 18" x 24," 2014


“It is a moving sight to watch on summer mornings as young bees gather honey for the exhausted and dying workwomen who, before their eyes grow dim, receive a passionate kiss from the sun, our father of life. Hear the anxious cry of the dying—“Light, more light!”—from the great Goethe to the humblest creature. Might this universal plea signify an optimistic prophecy? After death’s darkness, will the sun of immortality rise? It is comforting to hope and to believe so.”

- Santiago Ramón y Cajal, Café Chats (translated by Benjamin Ehrlich)