april 27

haircut

april 26

folded shirt

april 25

The thing I find interesting about this piece of driftwood is how heavy it is for its size. It feels more like shell or bone.

april 24

OK, strictly speaking this is not a drawing. I have been working on some small, non-representational watercolors. This is one I made today.

april 23

Mango slices in a gray bowl.

april 22

This was one of those What should I draw? nights.

april 21

apple branch

april 20

orange and bell pepper

april 19

water bottle

april 18

wicker chair

april 17

oranges

april 16

bananas

april 15

rice bowl

april 14

The forsythia blossoms are a bit sparse this year, but still pretty.

april 13

another view

april 12

This clunky old iron has smoothed many wrinkles over the years. And here's the best part: it's not avocado, or harvest gold, or even white—it's a pale mint green.

april 11

another bag

april 10

More daffodils are opening…

april 9

my backpack

april 8

This is a little section of one of several stacks of wood for next winter. It's good to see it ready and waiting.

april 7

The daffodil buds I drew on April 2 still have not opened, but a few nearby have.

april 6

scarf

april 5

I just like how these work.

april 4

I had a hard time photographing this pale drawing of the gibbous moon. I used colored pencil and then darkened the sky a bit by going over the colored pencil with graphite pencil.

april 3

I did not get outside to draw today, but I am glad to have this cooperative subject. She is more than willing to snooze while I draw.

april 2

This week I'll record the daffodil buds as they grow and open. I have seen many blooming daffodils elsewhere, but we seem to have a cooler micro-climate here. I got home late today, and went out to draw in the waning daylight.

april 1

Sometimes I feel as though I have been cataloging all of the objects in my possession with this drawing-a-day project. Now that the weather is warmer and the days are longer I am getting outdoors more. We went hiking this morning and I used the hike as an opportunity to begin a new nature journal. Expect looser, "sketchier" drawings (and even an occasional misspelling) as I share this new visual journal with you.

Ron and I and the little dog hiked the blueberry fields of Little Blue Job Mountain this morning. It's been far too long since our last hike there.

march 25–31

pears

nightlight

flashlight

old alarm clock; not really this pink

Missy sleeping

clothespin

lamp