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Illustration by Danyell Thillet

15 Apr

beatyourwings:

I hung out with an 88-year-old sculptor.

WOW. She’s amazing!

25 Mar "Secrets", 2008, 8.5x11.5”, Ink & colored pencil on paper 
For sale on Etsy. 

"Secrets", 2008, 8.5x11.5”, Ink & colored pencil on paper 

For sale on Etsy

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23 Feb Quick sketch for this week’s Illustration Friday topic: “Space”
I haven’t done these in a really long time, which is a shame.

Quick sketch for this week’s Illustration Friday topic: “Space”

I haven’t done these in a really long time, which is a shame.

12 Feb "These Foolish Things", 5x7", ink & watercolor on paper
Sadly, the original was lost in the mail, sometime ago. 

"These Foolish Things", 5x7", ink & watercolor on paper

Sadly, the original was lost in the mail, sometime ago. 

10 Feb Another We Draw, for the week of “We Draw Video Game Mash-Ups”
I still maintain that the original Katamari Damacy is one of the greatest games ever.

Another We Draw, for the week of “We Draw Video Game Mash-Ups

I still maintain that the original Katamari Damacy is one of the greatest games ever.

04 Feb A pencil sketch for We Draw’s weekly topic, which was “We Draw Absurd Things”

A pencil sketch for We Draw’s weekly topic, which was “We Draw Absurd Things

01 Feb

Are you a nerd in love, looking for the perfect Doctor Who-themed Valentine’s Day card

Well, I have 2.

29 Jan A warm-up sketch, from about a month ago. 

A warm-up sketch, from about a month ago

28 Jan

Nerdgerhl update: My Mom Died The Day After Christmas

My dear friend wrote this. And it’s heart breaking and beautiful.

nerdgerhl:

I’ll be the first to admit that my line of work comes with some strange social side-effects, and perhaps not the ones that you would immediately think of. For example, in a job where even your most tertiary associates are people you see in person every now and then and so presumably live somewhere within your geographical region and are part of an analog social web, news about a family tragedy travels pretty decently, though at nothing approaching the speed of gift baskets or trays of lasagna, let me tell you. 

And so I find myself knowing many people who will not know what happened to my family in 2013 unless I tell them, and they should be told, because, you know, they care about me and would want to know. I’d really rather not tell them all individually, because talking about this stuff is pretty draining and so I tend put it off until I absolutely have to. 

That’s reason 1 for this post. Reason 2 is that within the next… four months, probably, I’m going to have to stand up at a great big party full of friends, family, and the many members of my community whose lives were touched by my mom, and I’d like to actually be able to form words, and words I am not embarrassed by (an emotional state judged ultimately by the writer in me), so I should probably get some thoughts down, and one month later seemed like a good time to start doing that. 

That said, right now I’m going to do my damndest to ignore the demands of my writer brain to give this post some kind of arc or conclusion, because while life can be massaged into the story structure of fiction, there are times in which it shouldn’t be. 

So, if you care about me, whether or not you knew my mom, and especially if you didn’t, please read this. 

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27 Jan Sketchbook drawing of a young woman l saw gleefully running through, and out of, the Delancey St. station, carrying her dog. The dog was not nearly as cheerful.
I originally posted this as a Vine about a month ago. Expect some more of these.

Sketchbook drawing of a young woman l saw gleefully running through, and out of, the Delancey St. station, carrying her dog. The dog was not nearly as cheerful.

I originally posted this as a Vine about a month ago. Expect some more of these.