I realize I’m to the point in my life where if I do anything really good I’m going to be held up as an inspirational example like “he did his first X at age Y: it’s never too late to do that thing you want to do”.
I sure do love a good deep dive on a niche topic. Oaths! How do they Work? via A Collection of Unmitigated Pedantry
I’m sure I’m not the first to make this observation but tonight it occurred to me that walking to bed in a dark house with your phone flashlight is the modern-day equivalent of using a chamberstick.
Nameplate I traced out of an old Sanborn fire insurance map, then inked and colored. Turned out ok for a first try.
Traced from an old Sanborn map and inked.
A treble clef; ink with gloss medium. Back, same ink with glaze medium.
More experiments. A Mondrian-inspired note card, much globbier than intended.
Trying to kick the habit of needing to feel like I’m decent at something creative before attempting it. How much potential joy has that robbed me of over decades?
It is January the third and I’ve just opened the windows and turned on the house fan.