After 30 years of sharing work space with Ron, our 8 kids, various pets, ever-present laundry, and lists of urgent to-dos, one of the bedrooms has been transformed into an office/studio/work area. I love it, I love it. It is my heaven, my prison, and my freedom. I’m surrounded by photos of half-grown children, posters of art untouchable, and snippets of stuff I’ve produced, which remind me “I will do better next time.”

You hear a song you haven’t thought of since high school, and still you know every word. That’s how visuals are for me. Mr. D’s figure drawing class… the Getty with Ron… Mary’s wedding… the 16 foot dragon… The Torch… galactic poinsettia… Victoria’s cranes… My space – it has known plenty of error and failure, but –  is soaked with showers of blessing.

Projects come and go, as do children. I hold each for a few moments, give what I can, send them off. I am thankful (gratitude is productive in itself) for a present retention of past good. When I get old and lose my memory, at least my space will keep me smiling.


Velox Revisited

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This is a little piece of graphic arts history, a tribute to Velox. Velox processing paper, used for making prints from negatives, was a familiar friend to photographers and production artists until the mid-80s. The book’s cover is a tin from my grandfather’s amateur photography legacy. It holds its own book of colors and notes he made for color referencing. The accordion book includes a brief biography of Velox’s inventor, a few diagrams and explanations for its use, and a sample negative and print from my graphic arts treasure chest.

This is a first!

Accordion-style book.  Higgins drawing ink, Liquid Leaf, Prismacolor, antique papers, vellum, birch. 4.25 x 9.25 x 1 inches when closed.
Now being displayed in LETTERS: An Expression of Culture, Chapman University, til November 19.

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Old Logo Sighting

Bernie's MagazineLike quilting, or calligraphy, or jazz, Sci-Fi magazines have a narrow following. Narrow, but loyal.

My dear friend Bernard, an envisioned-extra-terrestrial himself, asked me to develop a masthead for his newsletter and letterhead.

I don’t know whatever came of it – it’s good, eh? all drawn by hand – but I do know my friend Bernie has left this body, and is waiting to tour the universe first-hand.