I'm still on a walnut ink kick. I got a new Speedball dip pen nib. I have a B-2 in my sketching kit that I've been using out in the forest. I decided to try the slightly larger B-1 and have it on my coffee table for evening sketching. I think the B-2 is the sweet spot for me. I had trouble keeping enough ink on the bigger surface to make the lines I wanted to. But it's always fun to try new things. I'm still working mostly on the memoir, so it feels good to do some looser things once in a while and also to have some not-for-publication work that I can show. The memoir so far is a personal project, no publishers involved, so I'm showing an occasional piece of it, but I don't want to flood the whole book out publicly in case I can find a publisher lately. So this blog is a little quieter than sometimes, which gives me a good nudge to sketch as well as do more careful projects.

I had so much fun getting the dip pen out at Shapeshifter that I got it out again at home to sketch Henry the other night. I'm doing so much of my work for publication right now that I'm trying to remember to do some sketching just for me. This is Diamine Chopin ink with a little bit of water and brush at the end. I love its grey purple hue.

I've also been cleaning and refilling pens. I got my Sailor fude out (with a bent nib and a variable line, from thick to thin). I put in Diamine Ancient Copper and ended up doing a post-breakfast sketch with all the tea cannisters on my counter and my new-to-me denim dress hanging up from the wash. I've gotten distracted again the last few days, but I'm going to try to focus back in on sketching around my daily life. It's such joy when I just remember how much I enjoy it and make the time in my day. Or take the energy.

I've been doing a lot of illustration work lately, but not just sketching from life for personal happiness. Sunday was a gorgeous day, and the wildflowers are at their peak. Henry and I went early and walked up a small wash where we wouldn't hurt anything but also where we'd be a little off the path since it was a weekend. I wanted to settle in and sketch before chigger season, which bit me (literally) last year. I found a few bunches of bluebells that I didn't know grew in there.

I have a certain scale that makes the most sense to me visually as an artist. I don't usually sketch close ups of the landscape or huge panoramas. My brain (and probably my heart) do best with mid-sized landscape that's perfect for a person to walk into. But I love the wildflowers so much that I try to paint at least a few almost ever year, to greatly varying results. I wanted to mark the bluebells, and after butchering some trillium last year in a deep purplish ink, I reached for the Derwent Inktense pencils, which I have fortunately supplemented with a pink for the buds. I used paint on top but laid out the bluebells with a blue pencil. It's not amazing but it was fun to do, and I was happy with the colorful riot in my sketchbook as a celebration of spring. This is always my favorite season in the forest.

That evening I had kept my paints handy for illustration work but didn't have my sketchbook in reach. Going to get it would have disturbed Henry, who was looking cute in his favorite chair, so I did a small freestanding watercolor with no lines first, just drawing with the brush and a light grey to start with. He moved partway through (of course), but it was fun to get back to evening Henry sketching, and I'm going to try to remember to do it more.

I finally finished the second snow tree from my January photos. They're crazy slow to carve, and I took a long break, but it felt good to get back to it in time for the holiday markets. This one is a companion piece for the first one I carved, both of them on 14x11" paper. Modest sized but intricate. (I would still be carving an 18x24" block this time next year if I'd tried something this detailed.) It was nice to pull back to a basic black and white design instead of trying to line up multiple blocks. I'm thinking about some more trees to keep them company, but in the meantime, I'm working on my delta angel, which is a bit bigger but less complex.

Here's the first of the snow trees.

It had been a kind of crazy week, so I was looking forward to seeing friends and hanging out with the Memphis Urban Sketchers. The day did not disappoint. We had a good crew there at Dixon (two visits in a week!) painting the gardens. It was chilly but with sunshine, and I've broken out my favorite tweed jacket and knitted hand warmers, just in time for November. I was drawn to these enormous leaves and the bright red chairs in front of them. I started with Diamine leaf green ink and a dip pen, moved to watercolor, used a little bit of red watercolor marker along with paint on the chairs (and regretted using that bold marker for my label and date, but there you go), and finished with a little Derwent inktense pencil on the bottom pavement. That whole section got a little muddy on me and I needed to lighten it up a little. Overall I was pleased, even if the bottom bothers me a little. I always seem to see the choices I regret when I look at a piece, but I like a lot of this one.

And then, once in a great while, I do something I'm really happy with. That night I sketched Henry on the "banjo chair" (that he, of course, thinks of as "Henry's chair" instead). I started with a simple line outline in inktense charcoal pencil and added water soluble graphite with a brush after. It's a little bit sparkly in person even. I've been greatly enjoying rediscovering that small tin for evening sketches. I had meant to add watercolor to the chair around him, but I managed a little uncharacteristic restraint when I got this far and stopped. I ended up really loving the composition. There was one line under the window and above his ear that got too dark with water on top. I was sorry I'd gone there, and also uncharacteristically, I got out the super fine sandpaper I use to take out margin ink spots on my prints and took it out again. I don't usually bother in my sketchbook, but I was so pleased with this overall that I wanted it to be really right. I tend to cover the full page, full on in paint, and when I can stop myself before that point, I often really like the results. Life goals...

I've slowed down on both sketching and posting this last month. I've been working on some print things and spending some family time, but here's a pair of at home sketches.

I continued my water soluble graphite streak with this one of Henry and my favorite lamp, plus some watercolor. I need to get back to this little series. I was having fun.

And this week my dear friend Jill came to tea and brought me late flowers from her own garden. I put them in a Japanese vase of my mom's and sketched them one evening with a British mystery for company. They're currently sitting on my coffee table making me happy. I love sketching flowers friends bring my because then I get that joy again later when I open an old sketchbook and remember that kindness so vividly.

I stumbled on a tin of water soluble graphite in a Parisian art supply store years ago. You use it with a paint brush and water, and it's lush and fun. I hadn't used it lately but pulled it back out recently. It's a perfect quick-after-dinner-sketch kind of material. Fun and immediate, and you just can't fuss too much. These are in my small purse sketchbook, just keeping things super simple. I'm glad I've remembered how much I enjoy working in this. The last sketch adds line with a charcoal inktense pencil. The others are all brush.

I grabbed my small sketchbook on a slow weekend morning, and my Inktense pencils were on the coffee table, so I did a bit of sketching just for me. I'm doing a big illustration project that I can't show right now, and it was fun to do a bit of loose, no agenda sketching before diving back into that job. These are the water soluble pencils that get really deep and rich with some water, but I was happy with how it looked like this and didn't push for anything else.

My friend Mandy who works for Novel bookstore in town had a brain wave a few years ago and realized that the Scholastic book fair day was the absolute best day of school and that grown ups should get to have a little of that happiness too. So she invented the Skol-astic book fair at a local brewery. Various bookstores and comic book artists and other book nerds set up tables in the huge indoor space. Burke's Books invited me to join their table for an hour's worth of book signing, and since it was a dog friendly space they said please bring Henry too, since he's part of the family.

At the last minute, my dad asked if he could come too and be there for me, which was lovely of him. It was super low key, but it was sweet to have him there. I did a little sketching while I was sitting there so as not to follow potential buyers around with sad puppy dog eyes (which is why I usually knit through my own shows -- I'm available but not intrusive). I mostly sketched Henry, of course, who was hanging out happily. It was fun to watch people see him and then spot him on the cover of his own small book Portal. He made a couple of sales.

I also sketched Dad. People are hard, and it looks almost nothing like him (except for the bushy eyebrows), but I'll have the record in my sketchbook that he wanted to come down and support my art. That's priceless.

Christina and I went to Tonica for a second time. It's a tapas place right in the neighborhood with a small back patio that feels like a cafe alleyway from Europe and that also is dog friendly. I appreciate the places where I can walk Henry, get a lovely meal, and walk home again. I also appreciate the slightly fancy places that still welcome dogs, since Henry completely panics if he's left at home alone.

I was right at the end of a sketchbook, and I did the last two pages. I wasn't super inspired about anything except my truly lovely sangria. Always sketch the pink drink, to misquote another friend. I seem to get the base of every wine glass I draw way too big and only realize it after the fact, but I had a good time anyway. Christina was facing the other way, back towards a tiny, lush patio of the business next door, and she was still working after dinner. I decided to do an even faster one just for fun. Neither is really great, but I'm always happier when I sketch, and it's always good practice.