drawing | pollinator

i am now well over halfway year one of cartoon classes. i'll admit my enthusiasm has been somewhat clouded by my laidback attitude. at the best of times i'm a buyer for deadlines, so i keep on thinking all-the-time-in-the-world, and i spend another three blissful hours in the kitchen. i'm beginning to understand that if i don't get the work done, i'll sweat for it on short notice. and i find the latter no option.

corner view ≈ imagine

consider the viewfinder. as in using both hands, mimicking a frame and there it is, your view. or use the camera's viewfinder. no camera at hand, squint your eyes to suppress surrounding rubble which helps to find the view you're looking for. it does work. finally, on paper, use a proper little {handmade} finder. any twist or turn brings up new angles, obviously. i do not use it often enough.

corner view ≈ looking up

with this abundant sunshine at spring season kickoff, how can one not gaze up at wavering buildings and the kingfisher blue sky? i cannot resist its call. work days, you'll find me longing for 5pm. on days off i'll lazily hang on steps in back, brimming.

bus 14, possibly

if not, walkies. and talkies. meeting sargent at the national portrait gallery. tuesday. tomorrow!

corner view ≈ something difficult

i was looking for a blog topic as i came across dorte's theme. it suited me to a t. waking up this morning, i rose from a dream in which my small son and i were traveling. we weren't on our own either, we enjoyed the company of a man and his young daughter. having boarded the train in some obscure place and sharing our wonder, my 4-year-old suddenly got off and i ended up in a nightmare.