Mr. Singer

I started "The Heart is a Lonely Hunter" this week because, despite a solidly Northern upbringing, I have a soft spot for all things Southern Gothic. As I read, I find I'm mentally illustrating all of the characters in my head. They're so varied and rich that I can't stop thinking of how Mick's cowlick would look or the way Jake Blount's mustache would twist. So in that vein, here's a quick sketch of the enigmatic John Singer.

No way? Yes Way.

Robots doodled, plants growing, chocolate facsimiles of the earth and stitches made: an assortment of the things that are filling up life at the moment. Also, there's a whole lot of drawing going on as well, just nothing I can show quite yet. Soon!

Also, I did pencil the next installment of this and will hopefully get around to coloring that for maybe end of next week, say?

Wearing of the Green

Happy (slightly early) Saint Patrick's Day! Here's a little sketch I did this afternoon and I recorded the process if you're so inclined to take a glance. Sorry there's no snappy jig in there; kicking myself for that one.

And in the spirit of things, here's my great-great-grandmother who came over from County Cork around the turn of the century. Lá Fhéile Pádraig Sona Daoibh!

Hey Ho, Let's Go

A one, and a two, and a three and a:

*There's a new installment in the Cupcake Diaries series with my cover artwork out, Mia's Baker's Dozen. Mmm, cupcakes.

*And speaking of delectability, if you're local, may I recommend Teatotaller Tea House? Props to Sarah for putting this on my radar.

*Finally, The Grand Plan To Fix Everything is a contender in School Library Journal's Battle of the Kids' Books. You can check out the brackets over here.

The Lusitania

In exchange for doing the dishes promptly tonight (sigh), I promised myself some sketching time. And since I'm mildly infatuated with the latest Andrew Bird album, it seemed only fitting to draw a shipwreck of both the literal (and metaphorical) variety.

Chomp

A little something sketched while waiting for the coffee to perk. Ah, donuts...

And sorry to have to turn on comment moderation, but the spammers are out in full force. Sigh.