When I was deep into creating the carnival works for Dark Caravan, I would tell people that I liked 'working on the edge of failure....

Karate. They breathe and stretch. I breathe and sketch. The sounds of the class trigger my desire to draw. After months of sketching as the...

Here we are, with some friendly (and excellently handsome) Palm Springs Firemen.

I tend not to blog when I don't feel I can do it 'well.' I've felt I owed it to you to do this and I've felt for some ti...

what the hell? I fell into a hole. How many times must I fall into and climb out of holes before I learn to dance around them? Right. As man...

I started the day with a murder. I could call it something else. After all, it isn't a person I killed, but a black widow. But it wasn...

Orion double-advanced and is now the wearer of the orange. It looks good on him. The orange, yes - what's not to love about orange and ...

Not so many pretty words today. Plain words. This weekend was for plain stuff and lots of it. Fine if the mood suits. It didn't. I want ...

One hundred and forty seven is a good number. Now, I'm very nearly completely ignorant of numerology. It's on the list. But I know, ...

This was the sort of day in which you eat standing up and hardly remember what it was you ate. Was the sort of day where eventually, you bel...

It's Saturday evening. Listening to Cage the Elephant and the blender. It's Saturday evening and Spence and I will have dinner; Mexi...

Earth Maiden poppets for Summer Solstice had to come in every color. It's all about the light. These poppets are like Skittles. Taste th...

Bilbo has revealed himself, crawling out of the nest and over the fuzzy mountains seeking adventure. It proved quite a task and after compl...

When you live in a house on your own, you just take care of whatever comes up, lawn-wise, garbage-wise, appliance-wise and other-wise. There...

I watch the clouds slide over the mountains like a shade being drawn. They are pushed by powerful winds that sculpt their edges into alien c...

The first kitty to be born is the first to open her eyes. We'll be watching them all weekend, for sure. It's Saturday morning. When...

Flight at Dawn Little is known about the history of poppets. Much of their story remains a mystery. I slowly piece it together from glimpses...

Last night I worked late on a crow piece. I didn't clean up after myself. Usually I do. At the end of the day I'll sweep up and put ...

New work: Night Sky is a paper mache globe, 13 inches tall. Fox hardly needs explanation. Because of foxes. A preliminary sketch for the cu...

Yesterday I worked on a book project. Last night, Soosi , aka "the soosi balloon," went into labor. Now there are seven very smal...