Baskin shop-therapy

The other day a coworker of mine wrote me a funny little story about my recent theft problems. I thought that the story was so pleasant to look at that I have provided a scan of the piece of paper itself.

Also on that note....I have taken the negative money that I received for my stolen artwork and have put myself even more in the negative by purchasing another Leonard Baskin print. I guess it's my version of shop-therapy. Most people would go out and buy a pair of shoes. Not me. I feel the need to buy expensive artwork. So now I have one of his lithographs of Captain Ahab, which matches the other print I have that is also part of his Moby Dick series. I bought it from the Freeman Bull Gallery, which has a beautiful selection of his artwork at fair prices.




In other news I have been chugging along on my picture book project. This process is rather tedious and sometimes lonely. I have been developing this for almost a year now and I'm just starting to get somewhere. Here are some little teaser sketches. Hopefully soon I will have some finished illustrations to share...

bye bye lambie

Well I'm officially not-flattered. Another one of my paintings was stolen last week at Curious George. It was a small framed watercolor of a lamb. Whoever has taken these (and I'm almost sure it was the same person) you owe me a lot of money. Money that I actually really could use. Money that I would have gotten from the other people that voiced interest in the pieces you took.

I'm disgusted and depressed. As of tomorrow, I will not have my work at Curious George. I hate to do it, but I just can't afford to lose another piece.

Let's all wave bye-bye to lambie.



ps. to read an angrier account of these events go here.

"If you mess with my bike one more time, I'll never talk to you again, got that?"

Here it is! The final showdown between Julia and I. We have both finished our versions of Pony the Hat from Emil and the Detectives and oddly enough, without discussing it at all, we both used the same color palette for her. I guess there is just something yellow-y about her.



Here is a little "Pony-moment" to give you a taste of her style:

"...Pony the Hat stayed behind, a little miffed. Then she swung herself up on her little nickel-plated bicycle, murmuring, just like her grandmother, 'I don't like the looks of it. I just don't like the looks of it!' and pedaled off after the boys."

-Erich Kastner

Now that you've taken in an eyeful of my Pony, go see Julia's.

Remember Christmas?

I'm not quite ready to post what I'm working on right now, so in the mean time, I came across this portrait that was a Christmas commission for Meghan and thought I'd share it. I forgot to write about it at the time because I was so snowed under with the other commissions for Christmas.

Out to look at tiny things with Jess now...

goodbye

Well, I don't know if I should be flattered or furious...but I've officially become a victim of theft. My framed print, "The Violet" was stolen off the wall at Curious George Bookstore this weekend, where it has been on display for a few months. With the departure of this print, I can officially say that my poetry series is all gone except for 2 prints.

Well, at least I was paid for most of them...