What's on my plate

House repairs have been on my plate for most of the year. Hopefully, these house numbers will signal an end to most of them for a long while. Didn't think the single digits required a knife. A quick photo before the sun sets and the numbers will no longer be available as an entree.

Stealing Faces

Practicing "Stealing Souls", sketching people before they know I'm stealing their likeness. I chickened out before I took the rest of his face. Brush pen, watercolor.

St Alms

San Francisco, Mission District. Dinner with cat, musician, artist and altar. Sketching while dinner was being prepared.

San Francisco Backyard Views

I like the views that can only be seen from someone's apartment. It's a "Rear Window" fetish.

Looking towards Potrero Hills from the South of Mission Area (SOMA) in San Francisco.

Strawberry

Late night still life with some luscious strawberries and Holbein's watercolor Opera, also very luscious. The privacy of sketching near midnight seems less restrictive, "I can do anything I want" and usually have more fun. Thanks to Margaret at Water Blossoms, I experimented and reversed the colors.

Randy's House

View from Randy's living room into kitchen, seen in earlier sketches.

Dancing Still Life

Interesting things happen late at night. Giant pears, a potted plant and a glass dish start to dance. Color pencil on charcoal paper.

November Leaf

Midtown Sacramento, near the state capitol, has neighborhoods of Victorian homes, some Queen Anne, streets with old Sycamore and Oak trees, so large, they form a leafy canopy that provides much needed shade during the hot hot months.