Yackle Snarling?

We just finished this creepy little piece in our moleskin. While we never know what our ink drawings are going to turn out to be, this one makes me think of Yackle from the Wicked series (except that I believe in the books she was described as toothless). We've been so consumed this year with work that we've spent little time on art, and obviously, on the blog– but that may change soon. If all goes as planned, we may have a small show sometime in the winter that we'll be preparing for over the next few months. More details to come, but you can be sure there will be lots of ink and probably lots more creepiness.

July Brings New Things and Old Ones

There are some people in your life that you always expect to be there. You've shared experiences that are irreplaceable and at some point formed a bond that has held tight. It's easy to say that I don't care for talking on the phone and that my trips back home are so short that I rarely see anyone who isn't family. It's easy to say it's a two way street. It is not so easy to accept that someone I consider to be a dear old friend just became a daddy for the second time, and I have yet to meet the first child.
When his first daughter was born, I saw a few pictures on Facebook, most of the child alone and one of the family together, but it was all too surreal to take in. I was, of course, very happy for them. Today, I saw a very different picture with the new daddy next to the hospital bed, peering down at his two daughters and it really hit me how much of this person's life I've actually missed. It seems like too many friends have slipped through the cracks. We've all taken different paths, and while I do not regret mine, I do feel a sadness at the loss of all of these shared joys, all of the birthdays and congratulations that have been passed by. I hope they all feel my love somehow, even when it goes unsaid or unseen.