Poppies Will Make Them Sleep. . .

This is my sweet friend whose name I probably shouldn’t have put in my personally anonymous blog. What evs, as poppy would say.

Kitten

I had this accident, I was washing dishes and suddenly became horribly disfigured, my hand was mutilated, and so, for a while I just had to do nothing. . . but draw, and so I drew this with my left hand. Not too shabby. I mean, pretty shabby, but it was my left hand!

Lady Submarine

This is a portrait of one of those scandalous “ladies” of early 20th century British upper class echelon. I had checked out that Beetles cartoon, the Yellow Submarine thing, and I was very inspired. I love whoever is the author of those imaginings.

Psycho Cat Queen and her Retinue with Jen Buono, Who, Unbeknownst to her, likes to be drawn by ME

Psycho

This is a little blast from the past. Possibly July or August of 2004 or 2005. Those are the only two months you can wear a t-shirt in Vermont.
A lot of the time I just wish a little bit that technology was not racing away, laying to rest some wonderful things like paper and glue and cutting things out. Here I took a photo and easily distorted it and then drew it using proportional drawing a la 4th grade. But, I guess, I’d like to cut it out and glue it on to something else; my answer to perspective.

Orchid

Latest Beauties by Isobel

Beauties by Isobel--newer ones, and this time I have decided to put a zipper in the back so that the little girls can take the dress off and then put the dress back on. And then take it off and then put it back on and so on and so forth. Also easier to clean. They are for sale, and keep in mind they aren't rouged yet in this picture and it makes a big difference. I like the one with the blue hair.

Boxer Babe

This fuzzy little pic is of one of my so-called dog clocks, and I guess he's a little boxer baby. Finally at 26 I have discovered a substance that puts a thick layer of shiney on everything I do. It's absolutely fantastic. This little cutie can be purchased at the Funky Mutt of Asheville, North Carolina.

I am selling something called dog clocks at the Funky Mutt in Asheville. This is a sweet little dobie I did. It came out better than I thought. This is not a clock yet. It's hard to draw dogs, you know? When I went to art school, I was like, "teach me how to draw a horse, because I already know how to draw this scraggly old homeless guy." I still can't really draw a horse, but I guess I'm half way to a dobie. I was a very disobedient art student.

scars

Usually I like to use a lot of color. The piece's imaginative seeds are on exhebition. This is what I'm imagining and wishing were true. I have told you the proceedure and the effect. Fully.

So with this one, I was starting on the path of color and instead I thought, "stop". So I stopped. I was kind of ekked out by my style.

Did I give up? Did I do exactly what I wanted myself to? Is this destiny or fate or coincidence, uh, incidence or meaningless or is it wrong? How far do you go? Does an "artist" really lay one last smear of paint down and say, "AH! FINI!"? Does coloring the whole thing in mean it's done? An old bandaid can be art, so no one is the judge. some might think a piece, such as, I suppose, this, is or is not finished or unfinished. C'est the life. I like the fruits of a pencil being dragged across a piece of toothy paper. It's the arabesque of my portraits. Light, strong, lean lines. This suits me fine. It could be colorful unless it isn't, and then who's to say it is or isn't just what was meant to be (or not be), no more and no less? None of it really matters at all. Focus is the only inherant benefit of this. Other than an aesthetic something--

The scary sisters. Something. Found this old doll and cut her in half. Sewed her with a white balloony body to show the juxtaposition of bodily expectations and some crazy idea of beauty. Ironic, I know.

This is one of the dolls from my line of soft-sculpture "Beauties by Isobel". I've been making these dolls for a long time and have made hundreds, yet each new thread proves to excite.

Seeds

Soul