bottle face

Lacking a human I've resorted to glass. I've got two people lined up in the next few weeks who have agreed to sit for portraits. Till then its whatever I find around the house or I may have to resort to the mirror.

glass, folly and death in the rain

Glass is like water except it doesn't move, or to be exact it is a fluid that moves so slowly that we can't perceive it, except after many years as in rippled old window panes. This is a quick drawing of the glass chandelier in the room where the constitution was signed:


And here is Mr D again in the guise of a threesome in the rain---a divergence from a photo in the NY Times......



In the silliness of perfect alchemy we can draw anything. Glass, water, fire and doodles leave their unions to come do serious work for me: