These Days

2012 Illustrated

1/1, <a href=

traumatologist internist #23: Risqué!” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-293″ /> 1/1, medications #23: Risqué!

Yeah, viagra approved so, I’m wearing a robe, right? (Freshly showered!) And I had the brilliant idea of trying to avoid drawing the act of drawing. Turns out this is hard, since it’s impossible to hold the sketchpad with one hand while drawing at the same time. Of course. So I had to sort of make up the arms, and this is the result.

This is also the last page in the sketchbook — I had to get a new one!

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/1, <a href=

orthopedist #23: Risqué!” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-293″ /> 1/1, medicine #23: Risqué!

Yeah, so, I’m wearing a robe, right? (Freshly showered!) And I had the brilliant idea of trying to avoid drawing the act of drawing. Turns out this is hard, since it’s impossible to hold the sketchpad and draw

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/1, <a href=

visit this #23: Risqué!” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-293″ /> 1/1, cialis sale #23: Risqué!

Yeah, migraine so, I’m wearing a robe, right? (Freshly showered!) And I had the brilliant idea of trying to avoid drawing the act of drawing. Turns out this is hard, since it’s impossible to hold the sketchpad with one hand while drawing at the same time. Of course. So I had to sort of make up the arms, and this is the result.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/1, <a href=

visit this #23: Risqué!” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-293″ /> 1/1, cialis sale #23: Risqué!

Yeah, migraine so, I’m wearing a robe, right? (Freshly showered!) And I had the brilliant idea of trying to avoid drawing the act of drawing. Turns out this is hard, since it’s impossible to hold the sketchpad with one hand while drawing at the same time. Of course. So I had to sort of make up the arms, and this is the result.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/2, <a href=

dentist
#24: Dan said, "You look like a romantic poet."” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-294″ /> 1/2, #24: Dan said, “You look like a romantic poet.”

While I was at the art store getting a new sketchbook I picked up a few charcoal pencils (and a turquoise pen called “Le Pen” — how terrific is that?). I thought that drawing with charcoal would help me learn about tone values — you know, light and dark, etc. What I remembered — viscerally — upon beginning to draw was that I hate charcoal. It was a violent welling-up inside of me. Utter disgust. Took me right back to high school. Which might explain why I look so very angry.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/1, <a href=

visit this #23: Risqué!” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-293″ /> 1/1, cialis sale #23: Risqué!

Yeah, migraine so, I’m wearing a robe, right? (Freshly showered!) And I had the brilliant idea of trying to avoid drawing the act of drawing. Turns out this is hard, since it’s impossible to hold the sketchpad with one hand while drawing at the same time. Of course. So I had to sort of make up the arms, and this is the result.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/2, <a href=

dentist
#24: Dan said, "You look like a romantic poet."” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-294″ /> 1/2, #24: Dan said, “You look like a romantic poet.”

While I was at the art store getting a new sketchbook I picked up a few charcoal pencils (and a turquoise pen called “Le Pen” — how terrific is that?). I thought that drawing with charcoal would help me learn about tone values — you know, light and dark, etc. What I remembered — viscerally — upon beginning to draw was that I hate charcoal. It was a violent welling-up inside of me. Utter disgust. Took me right back to high school. Which might explain why I look so very angry.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/2, <a href=

human enhancement
#24: Dan said, and
"You look like a romantic poet."” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-294″ /> 1/2, view
#24: Dan said, “You look like a romantic poet.”

While I was at the art store getting a new sketchbook I picked up a few charcoal pencils (and a turquoise pen called “Le Pen” — how terrific is that?). I thought that drawing with charcoal would help me learn about tone values — you know, light and dark, etc. What I remembered — viscerally — upon beginning to draw with the charcoal is th

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/1, <a href=

visit this #23: Risqué!” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-293″ /> 1/1, cialis sale #23: Risqué!

Yeah, migraine so, I’m wearing a robe, right? (Freshly showered!) And I had the brilliant idea of trying to avoid drawing the act of drawing. Turns out this is hard, since it’s impossible to hold the sketchpad with one hand while drawing at the same time. Of course. So I had to sort of make up the arms, and this is the result.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/2, <a href=

dentist
#24: Dan said, "You look like a romantic poet."” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-294″ /> 1/2, #24: Dan said, “You look like a romantic poet.”

While I was at the art store getting a new sketchbook I picked up a few charcoal pencils (and a turquoise pen called “Le Pen” — how terrific is that?). I thought that drawing with charcoal would help me learn about tone values — you know, light and dark, etc. What I remembered — viscerally — upon beginning to draw was that I hate charcoal. It was a violent welling-up inside of me. Utter disgust. Took me right back to high school. Which might explain why I look so very angry.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/2, <a href=

human enhancement
#24: Dan said, and
"You look like a romantic poet."” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-294″ /> 1/2, view
#24: Dan said, “You look like a romantic poet.”

While I was at the art store getting a new sketchbook I picked up a few charcoal pencils (and a turquoise pen called “Le Pen” — how terrific is that?). I thought that drawing with charcoal would help me learn about tone values — you know, light and dark, etc. What I remembered — viscerally — upon beginning to draw with the charcoal is th

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/2, <a href=

neurosurgeon
#24: Dan said, cost
"You look like a romantic poet."” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-294″ /> 1/2, #24: Dan said, “You look like a romantic poet.”

While I was at the art store getting a new sketchbook I picked up a few charcoal pencils (and a turquoise pen called “Le Pen” — how terrific is that?). I thought that drawing with charcoal would help me learn about tone values — you know, light and dark, etc. What I remembered — viscerally — upon beginning to draw was that I hate charcoal. It was a violent welling-up inside of my — utter disgust. Which might explain why I look so very angry.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/1, <a href=

visit this #23: Risqué!” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-293″ /> 1/1, cialis sale #23: Risqué!

Yeah, migraine so, I’m wearing a robe, right? (Freshly showered!) And I had the brilliant idea of trying to avoid drawing the act of drawing. Turns out this is hard, since it’s impossible to hold the sketchpad with one hand while drawing at the same time. Of course. So I had to sort of make up the arms, and this is the result.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/2, <a href=

dentist
#24: Dan said, "You look like a romantic poet."” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-294″ /> 1/2, #24: Dan said, “You look like a romantic poet.”

While I was at the art store getting a new sketchbook I picked up a few charcoal pencils (and a turquoise pen called “Le Pen” — how terrific is that?). I thought that drawing with charcoal would help me learn about tone values — you know, light and dark, etc. What I remembered — viscerally — upon beginning to draw was that I hate charcoal. It was a violent welling-up inside of me. Utter disgust. Took me right back to high school. Which might explain why I look so very angry.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/2, <a href=

human enhancement
#24: Dan said, and
"You look like a romantic poet."” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-294″ /> 1/2, view
#24: Dan said, “You look like a romantic poet.”

While I was at the art store getting a new sketchbook I picked up a few charcoal pencils (and a turquoise pen called “Le Pen” — how terrific is that?). I thought that drawing with charcoal would help me learn about tone values — you know, light and dark, etc. What I remembered — viscerally — upon beginning to draw with the charcoal is th

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/2, <a href=

neurosurgeon
#24: Dan said, cost
"You look like a romantic poet."” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-294″ /> 1/2, #24: Dan said, “You look like a romantic poet.”

While I was at the art store getting a new sketchbook I picked up a few charcoal pencils (and a turquoise pen called “Le Pen” — how terrific is that?). I thought that drawing with charcoal would help me learn about tone values — you know, light and dark, etc. What I remembered — viscerally — upon beginning to draw was that I hate charcoal. It was a violent welling-up inside of my — utter disgust. Which might explain why I look so very angry.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/2, <a href=

dentist
#24: Dan said, side effects
"You look like a romantic poet."” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-294″ /> 1/2, sickness #24: Dan said, “You look like a romantic poet.”

While I was at the art store getting a new sketchbook I picked up a few charcoal pencils (and a turquoise pen called “Le Pen” — how terrific is that?). I thought that drawing with charcoal would help me learn about tone values — you know, light and dark, etc. What I remembered — viscerally — upon beginning to draw was that I hate charcoal. It was a violent welling-up inside of me. Utter disgust. Which might explain why I look so very angry.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/3, <a href=

prosthesis #25: Problems with scale” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-295″ /> 1/3, tooth #25: Problems with scale

Ah, page sweet, sweet pen-on-paper. (But I think for punishment I ought to pick up the charcoals again.) This is where I feel most comfortable. It’s not necessarily the pen, actually, but the style. (I’ve already drawn a couple sort of like this.) Is this even a style? Or is it a cop-out? It’s a bit scribbly, sure, but there’s something about the charcoal version, and some of the sketchier, softer pencil work, that makes me feel like I’m in kindergarten. I find the scribbly pen style just more… compelling, I guess.

I’m aiming to get all my makeups done within a week of my birthday. I think I have two left to catch up?

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/3, <a href=

prosthesis #25: Problems with scale” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-295″ /> 1/3, tooth #25: Problems with scale

Ah, page sweet, sweet pen-on-paper. (But I think for punishment I ought to pick up the charcoals again.) This is where I feel most comfortable. It’s not necessarily the pen, actually, but the style. (I’ve already drawn a couple sort of like this.) Is this even a style? Or is it a cop-out? It’s a bit scribbly, sure, but there’s something about the charcoal version, and some of the sketchier, softer pencil work, that makes me feel like I’m in kindergarten. I find the scribbly pen style just more… compelling, I guess.

I’m aiming to get all my makeups done within a week of my birthday. I think I have two left to catch up?

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/3, <a href=

arthritis
#25: Problems with scale” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-295″ /> 1/3, erectile
#25: Problems with scale

Ah, sweet, sweet

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/3, <a href=

rheumatologist #25: Problems with scale” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-295″ /> 1/3, more about #25: Problems with scale

Ah, cystitis sweet, sweet pen-on-paper. (But I think for punishment I ought to pick up the charcoals again.) This is where I feel most comfortable. It’s not necessarily the pen, actually, but the style. (I’ve already drawn a couple sort of like this.) Is this even a style? Or is it a cop-out? It’s a bit scribbly, sure, but

I’m aiming to get all my makeups done within a week of my birthday. I think I have two left to catch up?

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

1/3, <a href=

grip #25: Problems with scale” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-295″ /> 1/3, bronchitis #25: Problems with scale

Ah, sweet, sweet pen-on-paper. (But I think for punishment I ought to pick up the charcoals again.) I’m aiming to get all my makeups done within a week of my birthday. I think I have two left to catch up?

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.
2012 illustrated

I’m a huge, approved huge admirer of artist Lisa Congdon. She’s an incredible inspiration — one of those hardworking people who radiate joy. I love following her various projects and evolutions online. So when I saw her delightful year-in-review illustration, recipe I thought I’d put my inspiration to work, stomatology and illustrate my own year. I’m no professional illustrator, that’s for sure — this was hard work, but definitely fun. It’s totally hand-inked and colored, phew! Click the image to view it larger.

Britt Ridge Trail

12/19, <a href=

online prosthesis #9: Bewildered sketch, tooth cardiology late-night” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-178″ /> 12/19, disease #9: Bewildered sketch, late-night

There is something here that is from another time of drawing in my life, but I’m not sure what it is.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/19, <a href=

prosthesis #9: Bewildered sketch, cardiology late-night” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-178″ /> 12/19, #9: Bewildered sketch, late-night

There is something here that is from another time of drawing in my life, but I’m not sure what it is.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/18, <a href=

skincare
#8: Fast line drawing, cost
in which I appear to have gout” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-177″ /> 12/18, women’s health
#8: Fast line drawing, in which I appear to have gout, kind of

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/19, <a href=

prosthesis #9: Bewildered sketch, cardiology late-night” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-178″ /> 12/19, #9: Bewildered sketch, late-night

There is something here that is from another time of drawing in my life, but I’m not sure what it is.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/18, <a href=

skincare
#8: Fast line drawing, cost
in which I appear to have gout” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-177″ /> 12/18, women’s health
#8: Fast line drawing, in which I appear to have gout, kind of

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/14, <a href=

check
#6: Standing on the fireplace hearth to see the mirror over the mantel” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-175″ /> 12/14, #6: Standing on the fireplace hearth to see the mirror over the mantel

Looking weirdly Hispanic?

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/13, <a href=

epidemic #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-174″ /> 12/13, view #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors

The face here reminds me of someone, web and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/13, <a href=

epidemic #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-174″ /> 12/13, view #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors

The face here reminds me of someone, web and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/12, <a href=

eczema
#4: Giant sweater, rx
from the guest room mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-173″ /> 12/12, #4: Giant sweater, from the guest room mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/13, <a href=

epidemic #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-174″ /> 12/13, view #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors

The face here reminds me of someone, web and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/12, <a href=

eczema
#4: Giant sweater, rx
from the guest room mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-173″ /> 12/12, #4: Giant sweater, from the guest room mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/11, <a href=

no rx
#3: Super-quick sketch in glasses” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-172″ /> 12/11, recipe #3: Super-quick sketch in glasses

This one was particularly hard because I hate the way I look in my Coke-bottle glasses (so I drew myself in glasses on purpose).

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/13, <a href=

epidemic #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-174″ /> 12/13, view #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors

The face here reminds me of someone, web and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/12, <a href=

eczema
#4: Giant sweater, rx
from the guest room mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-173″ /> 12/12, #4: Giant sweater, from the guest room mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/11, <a href=

no rx
#3: Super-quick sketch in glasses” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-172″ /> 12/11, recipe #3: Super-quick sketch in glasses

This one was particularly hard because I hate the way I look in my Coke-bottle glasses (so I drew myself in glasses on purpose).

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/10, <a href=

and
#2: From the bathroom mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-171″ /> 12/10, adiposity
#2: From the bathroom mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/13, <a href=

epidemic #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-174″ /> 12/13, view #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors

The face here reminds me of someone, web and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/12, <a href=

eczema
#4: Giant sweater, rx
from the guest room mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-173″ /> 12/12, #4: Giant sweater, from the guest room mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/11, <a href=

no rx
#3: Super-quick sketch in glasses” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-172″ /> 12/11, recipe #3: Super-quick sketch in glasses

This one was particularly hard because I hate the way I look in my Coke-bottle glasses (so I drew myself in glasses on purpose).

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/10, <a href=

and
#2: From the bathroom mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-171″ /> 12/10, adiposity
#2: From the bathroom mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/09, <a href=

ed
#1: Full-length mirror in my office” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-170″ /> 12/09, phlebologist
#1: Full-length mirror in my office

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until by thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

Giving a wary look, <a href=

human enhancement in a hoodie” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-179″ />12/20, tadalafil #10: Giving a wary look, generic in a hoodie

Doing something you used to be very good at, again, after a long time, is very, very difficult.

There’s the difficulty of actually doing the thing, the getting up and starting. Then there’s the difficulty of the thing itself. On top of that, there’s the frustration that you can’t do it the way you used to. You’re out of practice. The muscle memory is gone. You try, and what you do is infuriatingly far off from what you remember having done.

What I’m talking about here is me, and drawing. I used to be very good at it a very long time ago. And then I sort of just stopped. Drawing is hard, after all, and kind of useless — and I’m usually pretty scared of hard things. So I picked up other interests, other pursuits. But once in every great while I would doodle, and I would remember what it is like to draw, how the act of drawing is a sort of meditation, and also a sort of test — a way to teach your mind and your hands, to replicate something in a way that makes sense to you.

I drew from life a lot as a young adult. I spent hours and hours drawing and painting (and, irritatingly, sculpting) in a drafty old boathouse that was the art school I adored in Huntington, New York. I drew and painted my own face probably hundreds of times, too — in the linseed oil-scented art classroom in my high school, on the floor in my absurdly small bedroom with Bikini Kill on the stereo. I must have been terrible at all of this at first, but I had a different kind of confidence then. I had spent most of my growing up being told I was “good at art” and eventually began to inhabit this narrative. It became a part of my personality, a little trope that stayed in the present tense even long after I’d abandoned any kind of art practice, formal or not.

(This sort of thing, in combination with my particular personality, also led to some laziness. Being good at something makes it very easy to do. I realize now that being an artist is hard work; it requires diligence and practice. One’s work does not just happen the way it seemed to when I was younger. And, you know — it shouldn’t be easy. Living the lie of native talent — or “giftedness” — as a kid did me no great favors. I don’t believe in these ideas anymore. It is through perseverance and a kind of optimism, two qualities that are themselves something one must cultivate — they certainly don’t come naturally to me — that artists succeed in practicing their art.)

This dissonance has caused me a lot of frustration. To realize that you aren’t who you think you are is tough work, even when the evidence is overwhelming, the conclusion obvious. Do I close the gap between the story I’ve been telling myself and the reality of my life? Do I remake who I am? Why must I be so angsty? Can’t I just get over it?

I’d have this conversation with myself a few times a year. Or I’d spend a stupid amount of money on some canvas, some paint, a sketchbook — whatever — that I’d stash somewhere out of sight for months, years, and consider sheepishly from time to time as evidence of some failure of self-control, like I’d gone on a bender and was presented with the photos on Facebook the next day. This line of thought is not that great for the ego. There have been times when I felt, let’s just say… a little bummed out about myself.

Who is this ridiculous person? What is the end result of all this, anyway?

This January is my thirty-fifth birthday. The number has struck me as particularly turning point-y. (Thirty was a breeze, as I was all too willing to leave my horrible twenties behind.) Thirty-five! I have been hemming and hawing on this topic for more than half of my adult life. Jesus Christ!

As December rolled around, I decided to do a little project, a sort of experiment in dedication, in “doing the work,” and a little bit in using art as a gateway to eyes-wide-open self-examination and maybe a little self-love. (Permission granted for liberal eye-rolling.) For the thirty-five days before my thirty-fifth birthday, I’d draw thirty-five self-portraits. Thirty-five before thirty-five. 35×35.

There are no rules. (Having to create a self-portrait thirty-five times seems torture enough.) I could use whatever medium, in whatever style, take however long, do it during any part of the day, draw from life or from photos, or, perhaps, from my own imagination. And so I began, warily, on December 9th, to draw myself. Originally I’d imagined I’d draw every day, but there have been a couple of instances where, by frustration or sheer laziness, I did not draw. And so there are makeups. That’s okay. This is not an all-or-nothing project. I do not fail if I miss a day.

I’ve started with the reliable, approachable pencil and sketchbook, traveling through the house to gaze at myself in various mirrors, at various parts of the day. (Often wearing the same giant red sweater — our house is cold — the collar of which you can see from time to time in the drawings.) The act of drawing has been excruciating, sometimes more, sometimes less. It is so, so hard to do, and so, so difficult to keep from harshly criticizing the many things that seem worth criticizing in the sketches I’ve produced so far. (Why do I look Hispanic in this one? Do I have a mustache? Good god, my eyes are small! Why do I wait until 10 PM to do this? You get the picture…) But part of the idea of this project is to make peace with any output at all. The object of the project is not to produce a stunning body of work, with a remarkable likeness, and incredible linework, or whatever it is that I might want, but to examine, to produce, and to accept.

So, here it is. Self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. 35×35. Every day until January 12, 2013.

Scroll down to see earlier sketches, or click on the 35×35 tag, and thanks for tuning in.

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There is something here that is from another time of drawing in my life, but I’m not sure what it is.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/19, <a href=

information pills #9: Bewildered sketch, late-night” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-178″ /> 12/19, #9: Bewildered sketch, late-night

There is something here that is from another time of drawing in my life, but I’m not sure what it is.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/18, <a href=

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#8: Fast line drawing, visit
in which I appear to have gout” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-177″ /> 12/18, #8: Fast line drawing, in which I appear to have gout, kind of

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/19, <a href=

information pills #9: Bewildered sketch, late-night” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-178″ /> 12/19, #9: Bewildered sketch, late-night

There is something here that is from another time of drawing in my life, but I’m not sure what it is.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/18, <a href=

otolaryngologist
#8: Fast line drawing, visit
in which I appear to have gout” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-177″ /> 12/18, #8: Fast line drawing, in which I appear to have gout, kind of

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/16, <a href=

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#7: Very grumpy” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-176″ /> 12/16, #7: Very grumpy

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/19, <a href=

information pills #9: Bewildered sketch, late-night” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-178″ /> 12/19, #9: Bewildered sketch, late-night

There is something here that is from another time of drawing in my life, but I’m not sure what it is.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/18, <a href=

otolaryngologist
#8: Fast line drawing, visit
in which I appear to have gout” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-177″ /> 12/18, #8: Fast line drawing, in which I appear to have gout, kind of

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/16, <a href=

Migraine
#7: Very grumpy” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-176″ /> 12/16, #7: Very grumpy

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/14, <a href=

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#6: Standing on the fireplace hearth to see the mirror over the mantel” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-175″ /> 12/14, malady
#6: Standing on the fireplace hearth to see the mirror over the mantel

Looking weirdly Hispanic?

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

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The face here reminds me of someone, story and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/13, <a href=

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The face here reminds me of someone, story and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/12, <a href=

emergency
#4: Giant sweater, find
from the guest room mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-173″ /> 12/12, cialis sale
#4: Giant sweater, from the guest room mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/13, <a href=

viagra sale #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-174″ /> 12/13, page #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors

The face here reminds me of someone, story and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/12, <a href=

emergency
#4: Giant sweater, find
from the guest room mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-173″ /> 12/12, cialis sale
#4: Giant sweater, from the guest room mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/11, <a href=

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#3: Super-quick sketch in glasses

This one was particularly hard because I hate the way I look in my Coke-bottle glasses (so I drew myself in glasses on purpose).

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/13, <a href=

viagra sale #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-174″ /> 12/13, page #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors

The face here reminds me of someone, story and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/12, <a href=

emergency
#4: Giant sweater, find
from the guest room mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-173″ /> 12/12, cialis sale
#4: Giant sweater, from the guest room mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/11, <a href=

buy #3: Super-quick sketch in glasses” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-172″ /> 12/11, pharmacy
#3: Super-quick sketch in glasses

This one was particularly hard because I hate the way I look in my Coke-bottle glasses (so I drew myself in glasses on purpose).

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/10, <a href=

pharmacy
#2: From the bathroom mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-171″ /> 12/10, women’s health
#2: From the bathroom mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/13, <a href=

viagra sale #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-174″ /> 12/13, page #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors

The face here reminds me of someone, story and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/12, <a href=

emergency
#4: Giant sweater, find
from the guest room mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-173″ /> 12/12, cialis sale
#4: Giant sweater, from the guest room mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/11, <a href=

buy #3: Super-quick sketch in glasses” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-172″ /> 12/11, pharmacy
#3: Super-quick sketch in glasses

This one was particularly hard because I hate the way I look in my Coke-bottle glasses (so I drew myself in glasses on purpose).

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/10, <a href=

pharmacy
#2: From the bathroom mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-171″ /> 12/10, women’s health
#2: From the bathroom mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/09, <a href=

pharmacist
#1: Full-length mirror in my office” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-170″ /> 12/09, #1: Full-length mirror in my office

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/13, <a href=

viagra sale #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-174″ /> 12/13, page #5: From one of the bedroom mirrors

The face here reminds me of someone, story and it definitely isn’t me.

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/12, <a href=

emergency
#4: Giant sweater, find
from the guest room mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-173″ /> 12/12, cialis sale
#4: Giant sweater, from the guest room mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/11, <a href=

buy #3: Super-quick sketch in glasses” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-172″ /> 12/11, pharmacy
#3: Super-quick sketch in glasses

This one was particularly hard because I hate the way I look in my Coke-bottle glasses (so I drew myself in glasses on purpose).

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/10, <a href=

pharmacy
#2: From the bathroom mirror” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-171″ /> 12/10, women’s health
#2: From the bathroom mirror

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.

12/09, <a href=

pharmacist
#1: Full-length mirror in my office” width=”620″ height=”410″ class=”size-large wp-image-170″ /> 12/09, #1: Full-length mirror in my office

35×35 is a series of self-portraits as a practice in determination and acceptance. Thirty-five self-portraits for thirty-five days until my thirty-fifth birthday, on January 12, 2013. You can read more about the project in my introduction.
Britt Ridge Trail

tula

Couple of Instagrams from the Britt Ridge Trail in Jacksonville, nurse
OR, from a family visit in November 2012.

Bombay Beach

Wet

drip

branches

Just when we thought winter was over.

Rare

These days were rare, Hemophilia
and they woke me like ice water after a long, hard run.