Saturday, December 15, 2007

Swimmer


5.5"X9" Etching

The Little Match Girl


6"X9" Etching
The Little Match Girl is a Danish fairy tail by Hans Christian Andersen about a young girl who dies selling matches during the cold winter.

Peter & The Wolf 2nd proof


8"X10'' Dry Point

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Little Indian Girl thumbnails


I found a piece of music that inspired me to make an animation about a young Indian girl and the relationship between a bird, a squirrel, an elder tribe member and her drum. She runs around chasing the squirrel and the bird as a sort of game. In the midst of her joy she accidentally runs into an elder tribe member knocking her to the ground. The much larger and older indian lifts her up and seizes the drum. Now sitting on the drum rolling his tobacco in peace the girl tries desperately to retrieve her drum. Thats about it.

Friday, November 02, 2007


4"X4" ball point

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Some pages,,,





English Elm planted in 1840 in Madison Square Park NYC
Dutch Elm living in Central Park.

Monday, October 08, 2007

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Monday, October 01, 2007

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Monday, June 18, 2007

THE WIND IN THE WILLOWS by Kenneth Grahame


The River Bank
Chapter 1
9X12 Pen & Ink on Bristol

Saturday, June 16, 2007

THE WIND IN THE WILLOWS by Kenneth Grahame



Chapter I
THE RIVER BANK
(Pen & Ink Bristol, PS)
9X12


-2-
and 'O blow!' and also 'Hang-spring-cleaning!' and bolted out of the house with out even waiting to put on his coat. Something up above was calling him imperiously, and he made for the steep little tunnel which answered in his case to the gravelled carriage-drive owned by animals whose residences are nearer to the sun and air. So he scraped and scratched and scrabbled and scrooged and then he scrooged again and scrabbled and scratched and scraped, working busily with his little paws and muttering to himself, 'Up we go! Up we go!' till at last, pop! hiss snout came into the sunlight, and he found him self rolling in the warm grass of a great meadow.

'This if fine!' he said to himself. 'This is better than whitewashing!' The sun shine struck hot on his fur, soft breezes caressed his heated brow, and after the seclusion of the cellarage he had lived in so long the carol of happy birds fell on his dulled hearing almost like a shout. Jumping off all his four legs at once, in the joy of living and the delight of spring with out its cleaning, he pursued his way across the meadow till he reached the hedge on the further side.

Friday, June 15, 2007

THE WIND IN THE WILLOWS by Kenneth Grahame




Chapter I
THE RIVER BANK
(PEN & INK on Bristol, PS)
9X12


THE Mole had been working very hard all the morning, spring-cleaning his little home. First with brooms, then with dusters; then on ladders and steps and chairs, with a brush and a pail of white wash; till he had dust in his throat and eyes, and splashes of whitewash all over his black fur, and aching back and weary arms. Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing. It was small wonder, then, that he suddenly flung down his bush on the floor, said 'Bother!'

Friday, April 27, 2007

Monday, April 09, 2007

Monday, April 02, 2007

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Monday, March 05, 2007

Just another doodle.


I'm a little upset that Squirrel Boy wasn't on tonight so I wound up making this guy.
Not sure what this is all about.

Sunday, March 04, 2007

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Wednesday, January 31, 2007