"All they got inside is vacancy!"

Just some things:

These were part of my first illustration in RIT's Reporter Magazine:




My latest colored pencil caricature, Hunter S. Thompson:




And a hip bone, from my anatomical figure drawing class. I just kind of liked it:



Love all around,

Sorrento.

Gushing after a whole lot of coffee...

This is definitely not something I usually do, but I really feel the need to (granted, it's 12:34 AM, but hey, you gotta do what you gotta do.).

I just got back from seeing the film It Might Get Loud.

So.

Utterly.

Fantastic.




I could go on for hours about this, but I won't. Granted, I know very little about the details of music, but I think I can safely say I know a lot about emotion.

I'll just say that it was amazing to see three different perspectives on what rock music is, was, and could be. Three totally different interpretations of the soul.

Jimmy Page, the God of guitar, talking about his early beginnings, his bow, the Yardbirds, Stairway. Even as someone as old as my grandparents, he can still rock that guitar (oh, why did you have to age!!).

Seeing the way the Edge (U2, in case you were wondering) works with his guitar and sound alterations was fantastic, especially because they are so different than any other band that popped out of the 80's.

I especially enjoyed Jack White (possibly because I'm working on a portrait/caricature of him right now), who seems to be a collector of the old. It's nice to see an appreciation for things that may be considered useless throw-aways. He puts old recording devices, pianos, guitars and an array of broken and altered instruments to good use. How inspiring to hear someone say that they like things that are broken, so they can battle with them, and push them to the next level.

So the neck on your guitar is bent, or in my case my paintbrush might be a little stiff, you make it work, and you make it work for you. You find where your soul lies and you run with it, and you don't let anyone take you away from that.

"I heard George Harrison say the Beatles used to go to see Blackpool lights. What is that? A different place all together? I'm in the right place at the wrong time? That's how I feel every day." - Jack White III

Signing off- Love you all.

Sorrento

The right place at the wrong time.

Some new artwork!

Illustrated Logo:



Caricature of Bob Dylan:


I'm kind of unhappy with the outcome of this, I would like to re-do it eventually. In my opinion I just didn't grab the emotion I wanted... but that's for another day.

Also, some knitting:


FINALLY got this pattern down...

"Inch your way through dead dreams to another land..."

I'm very grateful to the Grateful Dead for a Box of Rain.

So I've been knitting this kerchief:


I'm using this fantastic sock yarn by Red Heart. Super soft and super colorful. Apparently if you knit with circular needles the end product is striped!

Also, crocheting a scarf for Tony:


Really did not think I could get this effect without knitting, found a pattern on Ravelry (which, if you're a knitter, is a great community).

For class this semester I've decided to create some pieces somewhere in between portraits and caricatures. Ideally I'd like to focus on my favorite musicians, since I am greatly influenced by them. And, I figure, I have to really love what I'm doing.


Rough sketch of Mr. Dylan:


And another for Hunter S. Thompson:


Rough sketches, still in the early development stage, but I'm still super excited, so I had to gush.

Dear Ithaca, you are gorges.

So, a few weeks ago, I went camping with my fellow artists in Ithaca, NY.

I had never been there, and honestly, didn't expect it to be nearly as beautiful as I find the Adirondacks to be.

So here's a few highlights of our hike to Lucifer Falls. The photos will probably turn into paintings at some point, when life calms down.







That's my friend John, who likes to Pandalope, in this last picture.


Lastly, just so everyone knows: Bob Dylan is genius.

"It's alright, ma, it's life and life only..."

Some new etsy uploads...





I've been reading On the Road by Jack Kerouac and listening to a lot of Bob Dylan. There has not been a lot of me time in the last few weeks. School starts soon and I want to get back into the groove.

Looking back on the discussion in New York about drawing/creating what you know: what do I know and what does anyone else know, for that matter? Nothing, but everything we need to. Simple. I know octopus', clouds, lakes, old buildings, love (and what it could be), color, hats, patterns, psychedelic music, The Beatles, food, camping, sunglasses, twirls and swirls, clutter, Filmore posters, hairdos, fashion, needlework, etc., etc., etc.

"I'm not aware of too many things, I know what I know, if you know what I mean..."

This all came from stumbling upon some old photos:



I <3 the ADK. It's so depressing summer is over, maybe I can squeeze in one last trip.

Knitting hippie.

I've been feeling super productive last couple days, uploaded some new stuff to my etsy (link over on the right side of the page!).

Coasters:





And some other fun stuff: