Back to the Drawing(CUTTING) Board


Yes, we are back to the cutting board!

The reason for that is simple: my precious French oil pastels are feeling just as overwhelmed from the heat as I am. They’re not quite butter, but they’re not quite up to form, either. So, rather than put the in the fridge and see what happens, I decided to just get cutting!

Somehow, whatever mode the heat has directed my brain towards seems to be more conducive to the process of collaging together pre-existing images than whatever the process it is I go through with the ‘water drawings’.

These are back to the ‘postcard’ size – 10x15cm. They’re the same size that make up the ‘fortunetelling deck’ – i.e. the 52 collages that I started using to tell fortunes with.

I’m thinking that maybe it’s time for another deck of 52.

And, I’m also thinking, maybe I oughta print these ought BIG!
(That’d be a change…)

So, here goes with the newest round of collages – titled, too!
(You can imagine them the size of a postcard, or you can imagine them BIG! If you go for ‘BIG’, let me know how it works for you…)

Mother Hubbard“Mother Hubbard”


Weird Landscape“Weird Landscape”

(Oh, and the one up on the very top is “Prenses”…)

What You Know, What You Don’t Know


You know this is a drawing/painting done in oil pastels that is the size of a sheet of typing paper. (You’ll have to trust me on this for now, because I know that to you it looks like an image in light appearing on the surface of your computer/tablet/phone that is whatever size your computer/tablet/phone screen happens to be.)

But that’s about all you know.

I could tell you  that it’s a picture of a Swedish woman on vacation somewhere in the Aegean telling her child it’s time to get out of the water because the hotel is nearly finished serving lunch and if he doesn’t get out right now he’s not going to eat until dinner.

But, of course, I made that up. (Swedish Woman comes from the fact that the figure looks rather lithe anatomically, yet appears to lack any clothing over her top-parts. Aegean because that’s where I live. Ditto the hotel info. And as a child I myself got shouted at to get out of the water at the end of a day at the beach. Always was the last one out.)

There’s a lot of other things it could be, too.

And I think the size helps it be all those other things, too.

No bigger than the dream in the back of your head when you wake up in the morning.

What’s going on?

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This is the latest of my ‘water oil pastels’ – water scenes, done in oil pastels.

The scenes are imaginary, a combination of photographs I’ve taken to use as ‘sketches’ and imagin-A-tion.

In the case of these drawings/paintings, this means that you are not the only one who doesn’t know exactly what’s going on.

Neither do I.

And, interestingly, neither do they.