
Our next-door neighbor has done voluntary yardwork for Donna without being asked, and turns us down when we offer payment. But when I offered her a drawing of her favorite flower she said OK.

Our next-door neighbor has done voluntary yardwork for Donna without being asked, and turns us down when we offer payment. But when I offered her a drawing of her favorite flower she said OK.

My endeavors as a pencil artist have been fraught with stutterstep start-stopping. It is only when I get stubborn that, rusty and arthritic as I am, I put in enough time on a single drawing to get beyond the teeth-clenching frustration and into some true joy, building tones and feeling the image stir with life.
This drawing was only supposed to take a day or so, but I kept hesitantly scratching at it, almost throwing it away a couple of times. Now the graphite is finally beginning to cooperate, and the path to completion has clarified. Three or four more hours ought to do it, maybe, depending how the erasure phase goes.
Glad to be back yet again. Here’s hoping the next few days see a new, different drawing well started.

Change a month & catch a Thrill/Sketch a drooping Daffodil/Plan some stuff you never do/Don’t be scared–it’s only New
Monthly Renewal
My O my, the Calendar has flipp’d a fresh page over
Out goes August; in September; cooling may ensue
Nonetheless the night sky now includes a blown-up Nova, ‘n
There in Horsehead Nebula some brand new stars are due
Here on Earth’s September we obey unwritten law
Let the lightning flash & thunder growl with sis boom ba
Yay for fresh new months that well reward our wherewithal
This year I have resolved to take more time with my drawings. With this drawing I turned my resolve into reality. I have worked on this drawing for several days. I stopped when it seemed not to benefit from further fussing. I do suspect, though, that when I look at it later I’ll see a few things I will want to fiddle with–but I won’t; this one stands as is.

An old photo retrieved from the house of my mother, lost to the Earth on December 11, 2020, became the source for my most recent drawing, finished around 5 AM Mountain Standard Time today, which is Mother’s Day. Rest in Peace, Power and Possibility, Jane Bowers Stoneman!


A long time ago I did a Zinniascape. This near-Spring, a time of renewal and beginnings, the other end of the alphanet may be more suitable.

I found with this meanderer that the “play” button could work as a motif–if I Played with it. 🙂

Jokes, fables, and anecdotes share a crucial element: the Setup. A situation is described, and the listener/reader has a little time to imagine where the story is going. Then another crucial element, the Punchline, throws its punch, and the reader/viewer/listener gets moved or otherwise transported.
The three setups I did all depend on words meaning more than one thing. George Carlin was given a setup by an interviewer who asked, “What do you think about the dope problem?” Carlin responded, “Yes, definitely, we have too many dopes!” At that time in the linguistic history of American English, “dope” meant both “drugs” and “stupid person.” In 2019 the joke wouldn’t go over so well because “dope” is now mostly used as an adjective and means something like “good and cool and awesome.”
So Setup #1 is a baseball bat wearing dark glasses. Then the eye goes to the caption “Blind as a Bat.” There are more than one kind of bat, and the one made of wood is even blinder than the one that flies.
“Duck Blind” is both a place where hunters hide and make duck-noises to try to lure ducks to their doom, and…a duck who happens to be blind.
Setup #3 was my most ambitious, and consequently my least successful illustration. There’s a myth that profligate masturbation can cause blindness. So I imagined an equivalent of Kafka’s Gregor Samsa who pleased himself one time too many and woke up the next morning to find that he had metamorphosed into…a window blind.
But the punchline to the “Three Setups” here is that the three setups had much less to do with story- or joke-telling than they had to do with Drawing Practice. I had felt so guilty that I’d spent so little time on my “Motor Cycle” card (see previous post) that I decided to do at least a solid hour’s additional drawing. Mission accomplished, and then some!