Debris and rot in progress. These leave much to the imagination. I blurred the image and saw water with my mind's eye. Something like the Renaissance paintings of Ophelia drowning in her stream. There are all sorts of strange things going on in this shot that I can't explain; the most obvious is the burst … Continue reading Uncertainties
In preparation for my zen garden... before any rock or plants were laid in, I put down some earth that I'd been reclaiming on the side of my house for the last two years. It was a mix of topsoil, clay, compost, and sod-soil. It came out dry and granulated. I raked it over roughly … Continue reading Traces At Sunset
Imagine the shot taken, or drawn right after some mischievous action was taken by the subject. Let your mind wander. So, far my imagination has ranged from the ever so slightly perverted to the absolutely absurd and everything in-between. What do you think has brought this self-satisfied smile to his face? Dimension: 9" (23cm) x … Continue reading Heh, heh, heh. Oh, yeah!
Our distinguished gentleman sees himself as the epitome of class, composure, and good grooming. The only feature that consistently troubles him is the uncontrollable growth of his white nose hairs. When someone has the courage to do so, they mention to him and are rewarded with his genuine consternation. He begrudgingly thanks them for pointing … Continue reading The Pesky Nosehairs
Another view of our meek soul, commenting calmly on something that raises his alarm and fears. He is clearly trying very hard not to give in to panic by making such a subdued statement, but we know what's going on inside, don't we? Which way do you think he'll bolt? Dimension: 9" (23cm) x 12" … Continue reading There’s A Dubious Sound Over There
Can you imagine some of the strangest jobs in history? The executioner job seems really creepy, but what about the guys who had to clean up after the executioner? Guillotine maintenance specialist??? I imagine the description being something along the lines of... keep the pullies well oiled, keep the wood clean and waxed, keep the … Continue reading Whoops! …forgot to empty the basket!
It doesn't matter that people express fear or surprise in a thousand ways; my coping mechanism seems to always turn to a cartoon response. More than that, everyone becomes a meek and silly caricature of themselves. Please don't judge me too harshly, I don't belittle the person's expression of fear when this happens. It actually … Continue reading Gosh, that’s worrisome!
The grumpy old thespian slowly transformed into a zombie-like actor as I added more layers of Conte and graphite... The zombie feel came to me as I drew the eyes almost completely rolled up in their sockets and then the white cake makeup transformed it into something even more frightening than a zombie thespian. Well, … Continue reading … Just putting on my face.
Somewhere in my subconscious mind lives all the characters from the original Bugs Bunny cartoons. The enforcer following the tiny gangster comes to mind here. I believe it was in a Sylvester & Tweety episode where Tweety was kidnapped by a Capone-ish gangster. The more I think about it, the more I remember that there's … Continue reading The Ruffian
I had no conscious definition for Multiculturalism prior to reading the Fleras chapter: 50 Years of Canadian Multiculturalism. I accepted a vague idea that Canada was a cultural mosaic without fully understanding what that meant. My formative experiences of living in the Greater Montreal Area had led me to accept ethnic neighbourhoods as places I … Continue reading My Take on “50 Years of Canadian Multiculturalism”