Birdspot. On the road. Drawing birds.

Category: Futility

Common Pauraque sketches, ink on paper. The Rio Grande Valley Birding Festival ended, taking with it new friends and birding company and its hum of vendors and activities, vaporizing in a palpable whoosh. Its impact remained (and will continue throughout the year), as the Valley returned to its own hum and rhythms. I stood near [...]

I am not, let it be said, really an illustrator. I mean, yeah, obviously I kind of am, and my works get designated as illustrations on a regular basis, and it is apparent that I am exploring such things intensively. I hate snide remarks that wantonly designate one thing as exalted fine art and another [...]

Things change, and I ruminate over them, watch them change, sometimes pretend I have some control over them. I have been through a lot in the past couple of years, but who hasn’t, really, and in any case I have reached an age where I am thoroughly not fascinated with myself. All that said, I [...]

I have been having people into studio to rummage through my sketches, instead of organizing a bona fide open studio this year. In case anyone is interested, for the time being I have my boxes of preparatory, half-finished or fully finished drawings out and available. Chicken studies, plus details, pen on grey paper, 16 x [...]