Bear Hat Sketchbook

(a peek.)


hello, sweet friends.
i forgot to tell you.
many weeks ago i moved my blog.
it can now be found at:

i am sorry if you think i have neglected you!


here is a time when eleanor and i sat on a  sheet and drew for a little while. meta sketchbook! also linus was tied to a tree and was very rarely as untangled as this drawing depicts. also featured: sea cucumber shoes.


sometimes i listen to the rap station in the car, mostly out of some strange voyeurism. chris (and most other passengers, frankly) disapproves.


here is my small fantasy set of things i want. i actually DO have a small garden, now. it was a surprise. 


we went camping in cape cod. it was great and very magic. 



we went to newport on easter to see my friend eleanor's family. we climbed on rocks and ate too many crepes and chocolate and her brother, sky, said something funny and disgusting about calzones.


oh. i have been making many balloon animals lately. that's fine, right? it's just a new hobby. in case art therapy doesn't work out. it is fun! you would like doing it too, i bet.

here also is my winning lotto ticket and all the ingredients for a good peanut tofu stir fry. 


a good part of a poem by rilke, and my mega millions winnings! i won 4 dollars using greg's birthday as one of my numbers.  he is luckier than he thinks he is. it is the first time i ever played the lottery. 


here is an uncharacteristically weapons-laden page. the enemies are in the treetops, i guess. 


we were talking about the descent. no one goes willingly. 


here is a drawing about three ghosts. 
also, my shoes really do look like sea cucumbers. they are terrible. i have just an innate ability to sea cucumber all the shoes i own in very small amounts of time. 


my friend liz is really excellent at logistics and i love her. we did eventually find her, and the dead bird.
and, the unfortunate ending to the story at the bottom of this page is that i did, in fact, have to eventually put clothes on, despite my oppositions.


here is a mandala. 
not knowing is a state that i am trying to learn how to be more comfortable in. 


see, world? see how he treats me? i'm kidding. i am a sand monster. he is in the right. 
here are also some important words coming out of my fingertips. 


i have a lot of things to say to people, but generally i try not to say the things i have to say in real life. thank goodness for sketchbooks. and here is a valentines day comic. 


greg-the-fox and I picked up a small archery habit for a few weeks. it is good and makes me feel like artemis, even though my form is actually terrible and i bruise my wrist up with the bowstring and i accidentally got an arrow stuck in the rafters at the shooting range, once. 


hello! here is the first page of my new sketchbook. as the years go by that I have been keeping regular sketchbooks, the first page has always remained a real challenge. here is the best advice i can muster, but no practical tips to make it easier/possible. 
well, i guess it's true that i did this weird castle drawing on a paper towel that i had dried my paintbrushes on, and then i glued it into my book. is that a tip? first pages are just hard.  


Here are some non sketchbook embroideries that I have been working on in recent times--it is easy to make these on my train commute. They are just made with embroidery floss on muslin, freehand. Thanks to one man named Greg for taking these photos for me!


autocorrect has been getting me a lot, lately. here it is, giving me and greg new nicknames. i'm "creeps", obviously.