Elizabethan Days

Studio ready to go (at Currier Cabin)

Mon, 20 May 2013 12:02:54 -0700

Studio ready to go (at Currier Cabin)

Thanks, June. Just what I never wanted. (at Currier Cabin)

Sun, 19 May 2013 11:28:40 -0700

Thanks, June. Just what I never wanted. (at Currier Cabin)

American Robin eating the last of winter’s apples.

Thu, 03 Jan 2013 10:06:08 -0800

American Robin eating the last of winter’s apples.

The absolute height of luxury

Sat, 15 Dec 2012 22:40:19 -0800

The absolute height of luxury

My Illustration of Jamie Lee Curtis, part of the House of...

Fri, 30 Nov 2012 19:45:11 -0800

My Illustration of Jamie Lee Curtis, part of the House of Illustration’s What Are They Like project- to be exhibited and auctioned at Sotheby’s in London.
Click image for more info and to see the incredible artists involved including Quentin Blake, Laura Carlin and Paula Rego. Swoon!

Just in time for the holidays....

Wed, 28 Nov 2012 10:45:13 -0800

Just in time for the holidays. x

elizabethblueillustrations:

The Spill.

The Spill. Pen and Ink on paper.

Tue, 27 Nov 2012 15:58:48 -0800

The Spill.
Pen and Ink on paper.

mudwerks: (via shaltay0boltay: В.Инбер. “Сороконожки” (худ....

Tue, 27 Nov 2012 15:52:30 -0800

mudwerks:

(via shaltay0boltay: В.Инбер. “Сороконожки” (худ. В.Твардовский / С.Бялковская / М.Битный))

Вера Инбер, Виктор Типот. “КРОШКИ-СОРОКОНОЖКИ”
(“Радуга”, 1928 год, художник В.Твардовский)

=:O gah!…

Sneak preview of line work from page three of The Micanopy...

Tue, 27 Nov 2012 15:44:00 -0800

Sneak preview of line work from page three of The Micanopy Murders: Book Two.

My illustration featured in The Saturday Times this past week,...

Tue, 27 Nov 2012 09:40:31 -0800

My illustration featured in The Saturday Times this past week, promoting The House of Illustration’s upcoming What Are They Like? fundraiser. All very exciting!

Yours truly

Tue, 27 Nov 2012 09:34:42 -0800

Yours truly

littlevagrancies: cabinporn: From our library: Living the Good...

Mon, 12 Nov 2012 09:41:38 -0800

littlevagrancies:

cabinporn:

From our library:

Living the Good Life by Helen and Scott Nearing

In the depths of the Great Depression, Scott (an economist dismissed from academia for his radial socialist views during World War I) and his second wife Helen fled New York City in search of a quieter life in which to cultivate their values of pacifism, subsistence, and veganism.

The Good Life is a practical and philosophical account of settling on 200 acres alongside Stratton Mountain in Vermont, where the couple spent the next two decades growing their own food (absent manure or pesticides), building with stone, producing maple syrup and refusing to generate profit: Committed to the value of leisure, the Nearings would work only 4 hours a day, 6 months a year, and when their basic needs were met abandoned “bread labor” for reflection and constructive avocation.

WANT

Broken Frontier reviews The Micanopy Murders: Book One!!!

Mon, 12 Nov 2012 09:36:08 -0800

Broken Frontier reviews The Micanopy Murders: Book One!!!

From my sketchbook

Sat, 13 Oct 2012 15:17:34 -0700

From my sketchbook

Audio

Tue, 02 Oct 2012 15:13:22 -0700

Girl on beach. See here in my portfolio.

Fri, 28 Sep 2012 09:32:33 -0700

Girl on beach.

See here in my portfolio.

indigodreams: featherandmoss: Old German chromolithograph of...

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 09:53:43 -0700

indigodreams:

featherandmoss:

Old German chromolithograph of Alpine flowers by Ernst Heyn, 1894.

Emily Jane White

Fri, 21 Sep 2012 11:49:48 -0700

Emily Jane White:

So,so lovely.

frenchtwist: via regardintemporel: Frans Masereel - La...

Thu, 20 Sep 2012 14:43:25 -0700

frenchtwist:

via regardintemporel:

Frans Masereel - La vitrine, 1947

"Don’t wait for it. Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. And then the love will come to..."

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 14:57:59 -0700

““Don’t wait for it. Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. And then the love will come to you, then it comes to you. It was only when I wrote my first book that the world I wanted to live in opened to me.”
- Anais Nin”