I drew these frames from a video I took of a very happy dog I was walking.
I keep a sketch pad on my desk for when my computer hangs up, and this week it hung up quite a bit (I’ve been asking a lot of it lately). So I worked on this sporadically, since pencil and paper never hangs up or needs more RAM. Relaxing too, made the time pass quickly until I could get back to work! It’s 12 frames and the timing was all guesswork, as I’ve never made an animation on paper like this.
Hey fellas! TOMORROW (April 21) I’ll be somewhere on 5th street near PCH (follow on twitter, insta, or facebook for an update when I know the exact location) selling prints, pins, and of course my picture book, “What is a Dog?“!
“Oh, but Claire, Saturday in downtown Huntington Beach? It will be so crowded!”
Yes, Realistic Rhonda, it will be! So here’s an extra-special super-secret tip: print the flyer below for 2 whole hours of FREE parking in the structure off of 6th street. YOU’RE WELCOME!
So now that there’s no excuses not to enjoy a day at the beach, I look forward to seeing you tomorrow!
(This is late, it’s the middle of March, I know that, but it’s SPRING now okay so there are no rules, including rules about comma splices!)
Here we are again at the start of a new year. It happens every year, but it always feels special.
First, I want to reflect on 2017’s goals. Hosting an art show hasn’t happened…yet. Pitching a picture book went about how I expected — the silent treatment. Didn’t stop me from printing off some paperbacks myself and sharing them with the world! The one goal I blew out of the water was finishing a polished piece of artwork for every month. I used streak.club to form the habit as well as to look back on and recognize my progress (which I’ve always struggled with).
Having practiced month-long processes for a year, I’m ready to take on a bigger project this year. I don’t want to say too much just yet, but I’m just crazy about this idea and hope to keep you updated.
I’ve fallen off (yet again) in posting to social media. I have been drawing, though, and not even anything very secret or un-sharable, I just haven’t been showing anybody anything. Maybe it’s important to do that sometimes? I don’t know. It’s just what I tend do — fall off the map intermittently.
Goals for this year: Finish a major project. One goal. Gotta do it. Very excited.
This year, I finally did it! I made an ink drawing for every single day in October. Thirty-one unique drawings with my trusty crow-quill pen (and one in ball point). I’m so proud! I only fell behind twice during the very last week.
Using the “official prompt list” by Jake Parker, I [mostly] based each drawing on events and dogs I’ve seen at my various dog-related jobs. It was the structure I needed to stick with the challenge!
They’re all up on Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter. If you’re reading this much later though, save yourself some scrolling and look below.
These are my top six favorites:
All thirty-one (in reverse chronological order):
I even tried a little animatic. Be advised: do not watch this if you are eating!
This month I was honored to be in a juried art show called “Imagine II – The Art of Children’s Book Illustration”
Hosted by The dA Center for the Arts in Pomona with support by the SCBWI, it featured a whole wall of work by Leo Politti, which was awesome to look at, as well as artifacts and sculpture from the Petterson Museum of Intercultural Art. The space was absolutely filled with work from thirty-seven Californian illustrators, including a piece by yours truly!
It was great to come together for the Illustrators Reception and celebrate the art that inspires literacy and piques the curiosity of little humans.
As of this posting, you’ve got just a few days to see the show! The gallery is open Wednesday to Saturday from 12 to 4, and it all comes down after September 23rd.
This year I had the pleasure of contributing to The Chuck Jones Center for Creativity’s annual fundraiser, the Red Dot Auction. All the artists receive the same size square canvas to work with. It’s an anonymous silent auction, so nobody knows who they’re bidding on until after the fact!
My piece was called “Ragtime Ruin” and depicted the tragic aftermath of the classic cartoon, “One Froggy Evening.” Old Michigan J. is a little terrifying when you consider the implication of his immortality.
I had a lot of fun breaking out my oil paints and designing a deco-inspired poster. I normally work in a really high key, so it was fun to push myself with a darker color range.
The painting went home with Ben Olson of 3 Monkeys & Aardvark Studios in Schaumburg, Illinois.
I’ve never met anyone who didn’t decorate their space to some extent. Whether we realize it or not, the things we look at have a way of seeping in to the things we create.
Make rules, not copies.
The objects that catch my eye are often unexpected. Each thing is different and seemingly unrelated until you see them all together. There’s an invisible thread running through them all. Hard to identify and even harder to articulate, but if you can and when do, you get a much clearer idea of what you like. Maybe you can even identify why you like them. If you can understand why you gravitate toward certain things, you don’t have to copy them but instead make something that follows the same rules.
Who’s driving the bus?
I like old things, offbeat things, sincere things like folk art, and silly frivolous things.The reason I like an item may be unclear until it is next to the plethora of other items in my studio. Most objects from childhood disappear with time, but what I’ve kept follows a lot of the same rules as the newer additions. How formative are our first possessions?
How much do our surroundings in early life inform our aesthetic preferences? Do we produce art based on those aesthetic preferences? Or do we choose our surroundings according to the art we strive to produce? Maybe, like most things in life, it’s a push and pull.
As humans we are always seeking patterns even when we don’t consciously identify them. By identifying these patterns, we can better understand ourselves.