Jar capped soliders and pilfering nuns

I was drawing an idea for a painting after being inspired by a Jean Gaumy photo. I’m researching material for a class I am teaching at RISD this month. I don’t like being on the computer this much and often turn away to doodle. I started drawing glass jars, most likely because we have a lot of glass jars here right now after my mums recent experiments into home made kimchi. Delicious but too hot n too salty. I gave the small glass jar a bill, it made a hat. I gave the hat a person. He kind of looks like a solider. I then practiced drawing two nuns for another drawing idea I have which I got from a newspaper headline. Frankie then ran in and did her own scribbly doodle. Later on in the evening I needed to add some writing to an old photo I am putting up of actress Paz de la Huerta.

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Breakfast drawing with farts and poo's.

After breakfast each morning the girls draw or paint before we get dressed for school. This morning was no different except that I decided we could all have a day home from school so there was no rushing upstairs to get dressed. Instead I joined them at the table to draw. The first words that came into my head were “ sugar they say” which got me thinking about teeth and braces. Half way through Frankie did a really smelly poo in her diaper, like the kind that makes you pull one those grossed out faces and exclaim, “oh man that is bad!” DD asked me to draw a poo which I did but she said it looked like ice cream so I tried again and realized it still looked like ice cream so made it into an ice cream cone. DD then did a loud fart so I drew that as well. She thought that was hilarious!

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Learning to fly while cooking beans

I was in the kitchen sautéing some beans in garlic and herbs, they needed a moment to sizzle away. I felt the familiar pull of the pencil, the tingle in my fingers signaling they needed/wanted to draw. So I grabbed the nearest piece of paper that happened to be a large envelope I had yet to open and a pencil from the broken, I heart NY, mug that holds all the easy to get when you need a pencil or pen. I had decluttered it on new years day making sure that all pencils in there were sharpened and all pens worked. Those that didn’t were thrown. I dunno about you but it’s so annoying when you are on the phone and need a pen quickly to jot down something and none of them work. Now they all work and are ready. So I sat down and the boy in the striped sweater joined my followed by “ Come fly with me, he said, so I did and we fell off a cliff.” Those were the words that popped into my head and these were the three doodles that came with it.

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