Happy April! Time to tend to spring flowers and run through spring showers and shop shop shop for spring clothes galore!
Goodmorning! So, on Tuesday I posted about escaping to an imagined town on the Riviera in the hopes of escaping the cold and willing spring to come faster and guess what… the forecasted snow that we were supposed to wake up to on Wednesday in NYC didn’t come!
IT WORKED. I am an illustration voodoo meteorologist mastermind. Let’s test my powers further…
Today, inspired by Atlantic Pacific I invite you to join me and focus all your energy on moving the temperature up at least 10 degrees. My goal is to control (with my mind) the north east weather patterns to not drop below freezing again until fall. I know, ambitious. But, clearly, I am powerful at this given my track record of one time success.
Think about spanish moss dripping off knotty, ancient oaks, their branches reach out long and low over the road you’re riding along. The moss is creating a secretive cave, dappled with spring sunshine making dusty, lace patterns on the windshield of the beat up old beach car you’re obviously driving with all the windows down.
And there’s music playing in the car, and in the air, all around. Like a happy montage from a beach movie in which you will ultimately marry Ryan Gosling. Wait I just got it, the song is a reggae cover of Take Me Home, Country Roads. Yes.
Do you see it? Good. Now focus on that. And on the navy and white striped skirt you’re wearing, paired with perfectly tan skin.
We can do this, winter-refugees! We are stronger than the cold! Keep meditating on floppy sun hats and check back soon for more escapism.
Hello. According to iPhone weather, there is a 50% chance that it will be snowing by the time I leave the studio this evening. And there is a 100% chance that I’ll be angry about it. I think it is safe to say that we’ve all had it with this winter.
Let’s just escape. Mentally. On the wings of this sketch. To a place where everyone wears cat eye sunglasses all the time. Where palm trees dot every street and every meal is eaten outdoors and accompanied by rosé.
Can you see it? The turquoise water glistening on the horizon past that line of chic black and white umbrellas outside that cafe? Meditate on the pastel, floral appliquéd sundresses and wicker purses… white linen blazers…and d’orsay strappy sandals. We should set this to sound of music favorite things tune.
If we believe it hard enough, maybe it will bring on the spring. Keep tuning out your canada goose jacket staring at you from the corner of your office and quietly chanting to yourself about scalloped shorts. Let’s turn this season around!
Rawrrr! Today I am excited to share something rather exotic with you. An eight foot long painting of an alligator that I created as a custom project for a client. Blair and her husband wanted a statement piece for their home in Louisiana, so this giant sumi ink and acrylic alligator was just the critter to fill their new space.
Inspired by the chunky and ferocious alligator tryptic of Yvonne Hanriout Giraud and Blair’s southern roots I set out to wrestle a piece of very curled up, very unwilling to un-curl-up paper that was taller than myself into submission on my garage floor and painted this…
All I can say is, I’m grateful that the last few days of 2013 weren’t snowy like the rest of the winter have been. I had a few “warm” hours to spread out and paint this giant gator in my garage in December in Virginia without freezing to death!