A is for Brains?

A rough comp of some type I'm working on for your sneak peeking pleasure:



Also my friend Annyen is making something complicated and lovely again, a tiny california job typecase, over at her blog Talk to the Clouds.

Excuse me, can you not see that I'm driving?

A great new Radiolab episode on creativity with amazing advice given to writer Elizabeth Gilbert by Tom Waits on negotiating with creativity:

Me, Myself and Muse

Gilbert also spoke on the nature of creativity and the muse on a 2009 TED talk.

Let me play you a little song on this here piano!

A colour and texture experiment from this evening. I drew a lot of pianos last night.

More experiments in simplified drawing. I'm also using a Japanese brush. I really like them but find it curious that they kind of collapse/flop after I make a stroke. The usual ones I use spring back into position so drawing with them is like flicking the brush around. The Japanese brushes are so much more versatile though.

Also, I am so in love with thick, thick lines these days all I'm sketching with are huge chisel tip markers.

Minimally pretty!

I've been doing a lot of simplified drawing lately.

Bio-mimic-marketing: using images of nature to market a product.

I was so, so lucky to catch a recent lecture by Marian Bantjes at OCAD as part of their lecture series. Holy crap am I glad I did. She spoke for about an hour and I left the venue feeling giddy, she's like this ball of curiousity and creativity, she makes you want to experience more of everything. If you ever have the opportunity to hear her speak do it!

This piece is about Expressive Agnosia: the inability to recognize facial expressions. Little flygirl has broken her mother's vase but doesn't understand that her mother is mad.

This piece is part of a series entitled Stranger than Fiction, I've used retro and pulp fiction style imagery to explore contemporary neurological case studies revealing that actual science is even stranger than science fiction.

I read this poem by Ray Hsu on a plane when I was 18 years old, it was from a friend’s copy of Breathing Fire 2, a book of Canadian poets, and I was trying to kill time on this 13 hour flight. I'm still not sure what it means but I'm still so drawn to it and have to search it out every few months.

Here is an exerpt, I don't even know what it's called:

Take this shovel. It is the enemy of the ground. Use it to write a play where the shovel appears at the beginning and at the end. The people are important, the shovel is important. If a door is locked, use the shovel. If a man is wrong, use the shovel.

If I should die on the floor, use the shovel to return me somewhere. Do not use a splendid sentence the splendid sentence is not a shovel. The splendid shovel is not a shovel. Do not apologize you are not sorry.

Tomorrow I will be going on the trolley. I will not be taking the train. The map I did not take said nothing about a way to Spain. Do not follow me I did not take it.