Rough sketch of my son-in-law intently shucking some oysters last summer. I had planned on working this into a larger painting but not sure my photographic source is clear enough so we’ll see.
Tuesday, November 26, 2019
That’s what my brother calls his little speedster. I’d like to laugh at him for being a middle age guy driving a sports car but, whoops, I have one too! I bought his older model Mazda Miata a year ago so he could buy the Bullet. Unfortunately, a geezer driving a truck jumped out of a store driveway and t-boned me a couple of months ago, but I bought another to take its place right away. I won’t tell you what her name is.
Saturday, October 26, 2019
Wednesday, October 9, 2019
Monday, October 7, 2019
Sunday, October 6, 2019
Friday, October 4, 2019
Inktober’s challenge for Day 3 was bait, a topic I’m well familiar with, being the daughter of a fisherman. When we were kids, my brothers and I spent a lot of time in central Oregon at Dad’s favorite fishing spots. A favorite sport was to gather periwinkles for bait. Periwinkles are the larvae stage of salmon flies, both of which trout love. Their cocoons are made of bits of sand and tiny stones, and even agates. We would peel their shell off and Dad would bait our hooks with the grub. Good times. #inktober2019