medium /// drawing

i’m jealous of marie gardeski

Look what I found yesterday! Delicate, and wonderfully weird, drawings by American artist Marie Gardeski. Giraffes eating what I assume is coral, a monolithic head named ‘Ethel’… oh, oh! … and my favorite title in the bunch, “keep it down back there” {can you guess which one that is? yep, the camel with the kid humps, of course!} ♥

i’m jealous of alexandra levasseur

Sigh… it’s pretty amazing what can be done with acrylic and colored pencil… well, I suppose I should say, it’s amazing what Montreal based artist Alexandra Levasseur can do with acrylic and colored pencil. Love, love, love {Flowered underpants, random flames, and a fur coat… oh yes.}

i’m jealous of inaki aliste lizarralde

Quick! It’s a Friday pop culture POP QUIZ! Who do these apartments belong to?

Well? Did you watch enough TV a decade ago to know?

If you guessed Chandler & Joey, and Monica & Rachel for drawing number one, you’re right! And, cozy New York apartment number two… yep, this was the home of Sex in the City’s Carrie Bradshaw. Number three… Jerry Seinfeld, of course! So funny, and oh so unbelievably accurate. These are the drawings of Spanish artist Iñaki Aliste Lizarralde, and yes, now I want to spend my weekend watching reruns! On that note, happy weekend, and I hope to see you back here tomorrow morning for “brunch” : )

{via Trendland}

i’m jealous of jaime derringer

Whoa. I was already jealous of Jaime Derringer for being the founder of the amazingly fantastic blog, Design Milk, and that should really be enough, but then I found a bunch of her drawings… gorgeous, elaborate, knotty, brain-bending, squiggly drawings! LOVE! I don’t know about you, but no matter what kind of pen I use, my drawings do not look like this. Weird. {ps. I just have to say, out loud, how much that white ink on black paper is killing me!!! That’s all.}

i’m jealous of eske rex

Gasp! Big, beautiful, etherial orbs drawn with colored ballpoint pen… by a machine. A really, really amazing machine! I could try to explain the inner-workings of this crazy drawing machine, created by Copenhagen based artist Eske Rex, or I could just let you read this:

Drawing Machine is a construction involving two pendulums, each suspended from a tower construction and connected through “drawing arms” and moveable joints. A ballpoint pen resting on a drawing surface covered with paper is mounted at the point where the pendulums come together. The pendulums are set in motion by hand, and their movements are represented on the paper. The Drawing Machine serves two purposes: On exhibitions where the movements of the pendulums affect the entire room, and the experience engages the beholder’s body. While the rhythmic repetitions cause the beholder to pause, the drawing emerges on the paper. And as a tool where investigations on the relation between time and movement.

i’m jealous of stasia burrington

Oh my. This is the lovely work of Washington State based artist Stasia Burrington. Washy drawings covered in flowers… flowers that happen to be hand-cut from quilt fabric, which are then glued on, resembling tattoos, gardens, or scars. Gorgeous! Oh, and I couldn’t finish this post without showing my favorite image from the “drawing” section of her portfolio:

Sigh ♥

i’m jealous of “the looking glass”

Hey, San Francisco … any plans for tonight? No? Great! Go to this! This show opens tonight at Mirus Gallery {6pm – 10pm} and features 14 women* making art about women. It is quite appropriately titled, “The Looking Glass: Refraction through the Female Gaze”. These are a few of my favorite images, but there are plenty more where this came from. Ok, go have fun tonight!

{*Artists in the show: Kimberly Brooks, Sandra Chevrier, Naja Conrad-Hansen, Mercedes Helnwein, Alexandra Levasseur, Jen Mann, Sari Maxfield, Alyssa Monks, Jennifer Nehrbass, Casey O’Connell, Claire Pestaille, Rachel Walker, Janelle Wisehart and Christine Wu // Work shown above 1) Claire Pestaille  2) Mercedes Helnwein  3) Alexandra Levasseur}

i’m jealous of katherine tromans

“Paradise” - a lovely, magical, pastel-hued series by British artist/illustrator Katherine Tromans. These were “the outcome of [her] final degree project… that explored the theme of paradise, interpreting different people’s descriptions of their own individual paradise, and then transforming them into otherworldly landscapes.” Sigh. Otherworldly, indeed! Ok. so I realize that final detail is a bit pixelized, but I really wanted to make sure you saw that tiny blue village, perfectly perched on that pink grass, only inches away from glass-like cliffs. Oh, and those pastel trees on the far right… Love! {ps. That final drawing looks like pelvic bones, right? I wonder what that particular friend’s description of paradise was? Curious.}

{via Fine Line Magazine}

i’m jealous of krista charles

Ok. I just saw these amazing little things over on sfgirlbybay… about 10 minutes ago. I know, I know, but I could not control myself – I absolutely had to show them too! Tiny graphite drawings of places, that Krista Charles finds on Google Street View, to match {no pun intended} the address on the matchbook. She even includes itty-bitty notes under the drawing, to document what is in that location now… see that final one? “Now Empty Lot”. I can’t imagine how obsessed she must be with collecting matches… and sharpening her pencil, for that matter! Love.

i’m jealous of evie woltil richner

I absolutely love this series by American artist Evie Woltil Richner. Feathery, delicate drawings lovingly applied to old, family photos – memorializing those who are no longer with us. I would try to explain further, but Evie’s words are so much more powerful:

“…Each of these pieces is a burial, but also a memorial. Working from photographs of deceased relatives, I am physically burying them in a shroud of drawn feathers. Through burial, we acknowledge loss. The person is removed from our lives.
My Grammy, as I always called her, moved in with us when I was in elementary school. She had Alzheimer’s disease and we took care of her. Over time, I could see her memory disappearing. She would forget who people were and repeat the same stories and phrases over and over. She lives now only in my memory and in the memories of those who knew her, but my memories are wispy, like bits of dreams a few hours after you’ve had them. Some of the memories are barely there. I can see only a sliver of them. Afraid of the erosion of my own memory, my creations are also an act of remembrance – remembering my Grammy as she was when she lived with us, and also reconstructing who she might have been before I knew her. Through the ritual of drawing over images of her, I return to thoughts of her again and again.
When finished, the pieces become a signifier, like a gravestone, of a person who once was, and just as gravestones serve to connect us with a loved one after they’ve passed, these pieces are a physical connection I have to her. The feathers specifically reference the cross-cultural symbolism of the bird as a connection between heaven and earth.”

Beautifully said… and beautifully executed.