Category: sketchbook

blue sketchbook pages 36 & 37

a two page spread in a sketchbook

Red and blue markers.

The verso page was cut out around the drawing of plant forms and glued down onto the previous page, where Sharpie marker bleedthrough from the previous drawing is visible.

The recto page was drawn from a tiny advertisement at the back of an old McCall’s Needlework magazine from the late 60s or early 70s, text “Mrs Virginia Wareheim used her Fabricon Reweaving earnings to help put her two boys through college”. The Fabricon Reweaver was some kind of tool for mending wool fabrics, with two little hooky things for pulling strands back into place. When I was cleaning out my Gramma’s sewing room after she died, I found one of them in a drawer of her sewing machine table. I still have it but have never tried fixing anything with it.

blue sketchbook, pages 34 & 35

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Fungal growths, lace medallions, and a mountain engraved with an ode to The Master. Black ultrafine Sharpie, various coloured markers, white gel pen.

The verso page is drawn over the bleed-through from page 33.

“The Master” is my name for a drink I used to like, which was originally introduced to us as a shot at a Mexican restaurant in Atlanta that our friends Bob and Sandy used to take us to. The bartender claimed to have invented it and called it “Dub-Dub”. I’ve never been interested in chugging alcohol just to get drunk so I sipped it instead and it was GOOD. The name sucked though so I renamed it when I started making it at home, The Master because it’s two parts tequila and one part Grand Marnier, basically a margarita without the lime. A little bit of literary humour. Anyway we rarely drink anymore despite having a daunting collection of good alcohol displayed in our dining room, on that old gutted player piano we made into a bar cabinet. When you try this drink use the best tequila you can afford and serve it on the rocks. Oh, The Master!

drinks diary february 16 2014

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Breakfast room coffee in a Best Western in Richmond, KY. My approximation of the cover of a book about guns that a guy next to us was reading. It’s obvious I don’t know anything about guns by how I can barely draw a representation of them. I’m totally okay with that.

All the colours of Zebra F-301 ballpoint pen. Yee-haw!

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Later the same day, lunch at La Fiesta in Lake City, TN, a favourite place for us to stop on this highway. And lunch the next day at The Grit (RIP) in Athens, GA, with Jenny (High Energy Knits if you remember the old knit blog days) and her son.

Green and blue ballpoint pen and a bit of marker.

drinks diary 13 & 15 february 2014

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Tea at Milk Coffee Bar (RIP) with Carly, which we ended up throwing into a to-go cup when the stand up comedy show we didn’t know was happening (stand up comedy being a thing I would never subject myself to by choice) got super racist.

Then Waffle House coffee in Florence, KY as we drove down to visit Athens, GA, where I went to grad school.

Ballpoint pen and marker.

blue sketchbook, pages 30 & 31

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Lots of layers on the verso with spirograph, fungal growth, folding spacetime, and a bird. The recto is a tipped in newsprint bingo card (this is the back) with some stuff Profesora was saying in Spanish class. That little antler wiener character is giving a bit of side eye to Tito wishing his girlfriend would drink some beers.

Ballpoint pen, Sharpie marker, coloured markers, white gel pen, opaque white paint marker.