Thursday, September 30, 2010

MOVIE

We have to watch this when we're done!

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

House of Hubcaps


This is from Page 11, one of Alice's favorite places. I guess if I lived in Arizona the House of Hubcaps would be one of my favored destinations too. Like Rosie, I might add color and repost soon. I did this on the plane so a lot of the hubcaps are only near-circles.

Monday, May 31, 2010

The Unpleasant Feast

I think I like the line drawing better, but also I think the watercolor looks appropriately unappealing. From the scene on page 17


Monday, May 24, 2010

The Quick and the Dead





Mine is like the last one, it is hardcover. I read through chapter 7 so I'm ready whenever!

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Bad Luck Wind Been Blowing At My Back

Near the center of the field was a single walnut tree bedded in a crop of limestone which had so far fended it against axe and plowshare. Among these rocks she nosed, in their small labyrinths undulant as a ferret. Odor of walnuts and ground squirrels. But she found nothing.

When she left the rocks, was clear of the overreaching branches of the tree, there grew about her a shadow in the darkness like pooled ink spreading, a soft-hissing feathered sound which ceased even as she half turned, sow unbelieving the immense span of wings cupped downward, turned again, already squalling when the owl struck her back like a falling rock.


I tried to get a good picture of this but it was a little hard. The cat has a shadow over it, although not yet at its head. It also has a some blood splattered around it and a gash, representing things to come.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Postcard


This isn't really one image from the book, but I made it thinking about the old man's house in the moonlight at the beginning of the book, or after cutting another cedar tree on page 138.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Page 99



"The trees at his left leaped, wild with light, went out again. There came an eruption of limbs cracking, splitting, of wrenched metal screaming like slate, a heavy and final concussion like steel drum bursting."

Inspired by the Kentridge exhibit at the MOMA.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Young Rabbit


"...he fluttered a handful of garden lettuce down the hole and he remembered how some of the leaves fell across it and it didn't move."
Top one modeled on a real rabbit (Ansel's), bottom one probably more what it actually would have looked like, from above.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Page 51



"The tank was on high legs and had a fence around it with red signs that he had been pondering for some time, not just today."

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Old Elum


"It most sholy has. Growed all up in that tree." p 3.

This is simple but it is the first artwork I have finished in a while.

"Just Before The Collapse"



In this illustration the Green Fly Inn is seen in the moments before the porch collapses.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Illustrations

"swept all litter out into the yawning gulf..." pg. 13


It's unfinished and will probably stay that way. I hadn't used watercolors in more than a year, and it just turned into an experiment in fun.

Friday, April 9, 2010

Paying Attention

There are some books where I can read them and not have to pay attention to paying attention but this one, The Orchard Keeper, is one that I do have to do that (pay attention to paying attention). This is also how it was when I first started reading Suttree but when I got farther along in the book I did not have to pay as much attention to paying attention. When I'm reading a book where I have to pay attention to paying attention and I forget to pay attention I usually start thinking about other things. Sometimes some of my best thinking happens when I forget to pay attention to a book that I need to pay attention to. My eyes keep reading and the times when I am thinking how I would say the words out loud with my mouth but doing that only in my head (with the silent mouth in my head) but they aren't becoming words in my head, only sounds that sound like words but aren't real sounds becuase they are silent and only in my head. This makes me think maybe that I should always keep a book like this around when I need to do some thinking, but maybe if I tried to have it happen on purpose it wouldn't work. But makes me think that maybe if it is true that it wouldn't work to use a book like this to get some thinking done that I should maybe try to think that I am going to try to do some thinking when I start reading the book because then maybe I could trick my brain into paying attention without having to pay attention to that. This is like the time my sister Mariah was reading The Great Gatsby for school and I was going to read it with her so we could talk about it but instead I decided to listen to the book-on-tape-on-ipod but every time I tried to listen to it I fell asleep (it was always at night right before bed). Anyway, the one time I got very far in the book-on-tape at all was the one time when I was feeling unsleepy and I decided to turn it on to try to help myself fall asleep. Like I said this having to pay attention to paying attention thing also happened with Suttree. I recently read All The Pretty Horses and it only happened a few times when reading that book, last year when I read The Road it did not happen at all. Those books are much more straightforward though and maybe easier to pay attention to. Sometimes when I have read a page and realize halfway down the next page that I have no idea what has been happening I go back and I am trying so hard to pay attention that I stop remembering what I read two lines ago! It is hard to stay in the middle, paying attention only enough. I am on page 22. Sometimes I have to read pages twice but that is okay.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

The Orchard Keeper by Cormac McCarthy



What does yours look like? Probably the first one like mine.