I’ve been given a snow day from work on account of this storm (referred to by meteorologists as a Bombogenesis, Bomb Cylone, and Winter Storm Greyson). It has settled in Brooklyn in the form of a persistent and blanketing snowfall out the window all morning, and not a soul around.
It inspired me to make this little animation from my ink drawings back in October. And now I’ll try to get some work done.
The book featuring these and other drawings can be found at Lulu.com.
The music is Autumn in New York, by the Bill Charlap Trio. So good.
I have at last finished work on a small book of my Inktober drawings, as seen here during the month of October. I will be publishing it via Lulu.com, and it will contain all 31 drawings. I’m awaiting a printed proof to make certain that all looks well.
I realize it’s cutting things rather fine in terms of holidays and shipping, but it has been a challenge to make time to complete it. There will be photos of the printed book and a link forthcoming, so watch this space— or follow this blog to get email updates.
Day thirty-one: Seasonal gourds and a straw broom rested on the porch. The wind was picking up, and the barometer was dancing.
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I hope you’ve enjoyed this Inktober as much as I have! Stay tuned— I’ll be putting together a little book of these drawings (and possibly a few more) in the weeks to come!
Days twenty-seven and twenty-eight, a diptych:
She had a Victorian sensibility and liked to collect little things she found on her walks.
Days twenty-four through twenty-six! An array of ornate forks that’d belonged to his grandparents were among the day to day utensils she ate with.
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(These count as three drawings, for days Oct 24th – 26th. If you’ve a problem with that, I can’t care.)
Day twenty-three: A paper box of safety matches could always be found by the stove.
Day twenty-two: A model pirate ship in a bottle languished on a shelf in the corner, a vestige of his youth.
Day twenty-one );ate): A cluster of wooden buoys hung on the porch, now strewn with crunchy leaves. It hadn’t been swept since the summer.
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Day twelve of #Inktober.
Various and sundry hunting trophies adorned the walls of the anteroom. The light from the fireplace made them cast shifting, unsettling shadows onto the walls and ceiling.
I’ve added some process pics after the jump, if you’re interested.
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