sketchbook project, fifth installment

sketchbook project, fourth installment

the sketchbook project, third installment

the sketchbook project 2011, second installment

The repetitive shapes are stamps that I carved.


I bet you didn't know that there's a barcode on the back of my sketchbook. And YOU get a library card if you go to visit it.
http://arthousecoop.com/projects/sketchbookproject

Truth.

This is my explanation as to the theme of the book. Everybody had to pick a theme.

Tulips apparently make my robot unhappy.

the sketchbook project 2011, first installment

I joined the sketchbook project 2011, which means my sketchbook will be traveling across the nation and then displayed in the Brooklyn Art Library, forever after wards. (An off-shoot of the Brooklyn Art Museum...)
It's kind of awesome.
I decided to take some photos of my work before I give it back to them.

ever seen a silver cactus?

Now you have!
If you want to see it in person, start hitch hiking to Maui, and go up an extinct volcano in Haleakala National Park.
It's so worth it.

mixing prints with drawing

It turns out that I like working on nice watercolor paper.
I'll be doing more of these, and this owl is going to be EVERYWHERE!

cloud photo

I really like taking pictures of clouds from airplane windows.
Clouds look so different when you're not under them!

my first stab at artist trading cards

The top one is called "Radioactive Vampire Bird" and the bottom one is not titled nearly as amusingly.

fashion sketches

Oh, freelance work.

i can't stop making friendship bracelets.

it's a habit i just can't quit.

reluctant panda bear

I think my sketchbook explains why I do not go to the circus.

this is how i draw dudes

I don't know. One day I started drawing, and suddenly I had pages full of these guys.

post cards and silliness

pickle postcards available in my etsy store. http://www.chewytulip.etsy.com
one of many ideas for a custom request for "i'm moving" notification cards
the other bits of randomness that happen at night, when i am alone with my rubber stamps
they get sent to my grandpa

weddings are not the time for a sense of humor

I went to a wedding this past weekend. I made a card for them. Now, don't laugh, but I spent TWO AND A HALF HOURS on this card, start to finish. (OK, yeah, I made the envelope, too.)
That's fine. Here's where it went wrong: I tried to do something legitimately nice. I tried to draw a portrait of the happy couple.

They came out looking like vampires. "Now that's eternal love!" I wrote at the bottom, simultaneously apologizing and excusing myself from polite society.

I'm just not allowed out anymore.

banana-rina

car rides

photo shoot

this is not how you ride a bike

memory loss

yes again

revenge

squish part two