Because clowns.
#doodleaday: on returns
We spent three weeks in Europe--visited London, Geneva, Barcelona, Malaga, and Madrid. It was, well. The words are still coming, in spurts. I'm hoping to preserve it all in fiction someday soon. I had to return to doodles this week.
#doodleaday: in which we play vigorously with words
Another big week down the hatch: we launched our first outdoor show for Play On Words--and I discovered my travel journal from my first trip to Spain. Summer is the time of year that everything starts.
#doodles for play and change
Somehow, even in the busiest of seasons, there are slow days. Tonight is our Play On Words show in San Jose's St. James Park--it's going to be awesome. We're featuring work by 14 writers--a number of them new to our organization. It feels really good to offer opportunities to fellow artists.
In which I try to #doodle the #potus
Cool things: We met our next door neighbors--at Lake Arrowhead--and they are rad! And they make fruits and vegetables out of fabric! Also, Play On Words is performing at St. James Park on July 14! I met a cellist named Freya. It's summer. Ry and I depart for Europe in less than a month.
The news is still sad. But Obama was on WTF this week. That's a sentence I never thought I'd write, and it makes me so happy to know that things do change, in their own time, in their own ways. And the beat goes on.
in which I try to draw President Obama and VP of Podcasting Maron.
Check out our rad new lime pillow, courtesy of our new friend Amy of Jumbo Jibbles.
Memory #doodles
This is a special time of year: birthdays, anniversaries, memorials. The news is hard to read. I don't have the words to process it all yet. In the meantime, here are some doodles:
#doodleaday: summer words
Play On Words is producing a summer show! We're accepting submissions through June 30--find details here.
#doodles for June
We did it: We launched Play On Words at Cafe Stritch. We celebrated birthdays. We biked in the rain.
#doodles for #days
Birthday week...I'm the luckiest.
#doodles for stories
I saw our dear border collie Taj for the last time just a few days before we lost him--the same day, incidentally, I drove to Calistoga for four incredible days at LitCamp, where I met Pulitzer Prize winners and got to nerd out on fiction. Laurel graduated from her master's program in San Francisco. It has rained on us intermittently and the sky is one huge mood. May is always an insane time of year, the time of year that stories are planted. It's time for me to sow.
Doodles from Keystone to Palm Springs
In two weeks, I've been from the Colorado snow to the Palm Desert. I've worn cowboy boots and biked with saddlebags. The clip of life does not slow down, and sometimes that's a good thing.
#doodles from the observatory downward
Got lost on campus. Ran a 5k in Santa Cruz. Contemplated Shabbat. And, finally, announced Play On Words' new partnership with Cafe Stritch! Can't wait to promote our next show.
#dibujo para Espana!
That's not a filter you're seeing: it's the lovely summer haze of Europe--waiting for us on the horizon.
#doodles for bikes and plants
The rainclouds are rare and beautiful. I hope they stay awhile.
#doodles: on flowers and buckets
NPR Live in Concert, I love you.
Current jam: "Carousel Ride," by Rubblebucket.
spring #doodles
Doodle themes include: jumpsuits (again), construction (still), Seattle, Adirondack chairs.
doodles which test my ability to draw
Eight weeks in to my doodle experiment, I realized I don't really know how to draw.
Sorry, Dad. I'll try again.
#doodleaday: The power of Kleenex
Today's doodle: Kleenex vs. the forces of gravity. That, and I just realized today would have been my grandmother Alice's 89th birthday.
Blossoms of all kinds
February, you month of months, has truly started to look up. Here are some doodles from this week:
February 23: Admiring my scars.
February 24: I somehow scored a seat at the first ever #LeadOn conference for women in Silicon Valley, where the keynote was none other than Senator Hillary Clinton.
Our construction is surrounded in flits of pink.
That moment when your oatmeal boils over.
There were no doodles last week because Ryan and I were busy snorkeling, hiking, eating delicious Chinese and Hawaiian food, and enjoying time with my brother, sister-in-law and family on Oahu. Here are a few snippets:
Waimanalo, my favorite beach.
Wonderful meal with (l-r) Shelby, Josh, Keith, Ryan, Josh, Mrs. Ho, Steff, Mr. Ho)
Dinner in Waikiki--our last night.
#doodleaday: Raven with roses
Amah would have loved the image: her great-great-grand-niece holding a bouquet of pink roses, standing in the middle of her piano room.