This week's page from one of my sketchbooks. the Dream A dream of the sun in orange exposed to blue air, the gift of the mind's eye without a word like ph ilosophers another world. In the distance
This week's random page from one of my sketchbooks. The writing reads "Saying goodbye with the hand" which is a phrase one of my international friends used in place of waving.
This week's random page from one of my sketchbooks features two of the rejected prints from the artist book La Sonámbula. I've always been entranced by the patterns and shifts that happen when