Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Whatever it may be, the ritual is always moving and awe inspiring.
At the Wong Tai Sin Temple in Hong Kong,
the smell of incense sweetened the air and the smoke created a haze of humbleness as scores of people thronged to make their offerings.
Oddly enough, I did not go unnoticed, and as I was drawing, became embarassingly, somewhat of an attraction myself.
I am, along with my journal images, part of the photo diary of many visitors, posing first with the husbands and then with the wives. Go figure.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
What transcends the inability to speak the same language?
Is it a shared look? A smile? Sometimes, I find it is a drawing-
In all of the little streets that I twisted and turned onto, filled with vegetables and vendors, steaming pots of soup, sparkling Christmas decorations, and glistening ducks, the language of pride came through.
When I paused for a minute or two to draw, our connections were made.
I felt like I had spoken to everyone who I drew, though I had not uttered
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Today I took my class to St. Patrick's Cathedral to draw.
The mild air and warm rain belied the December date. It was only inside that the massive crowds and the festive wreaths
told us that it was near to Christmas.
We spoke, my class and I, about the conflict of drawing while there were those around us who came to the cathedral to worship.
The flash of the cameras around us emphasized our thoughts, but quietly and respectfully we drew-and listened.
I was really proud of what they drew today. I stole a little time of my own-probably not the optimum choice of words for the venue, but such as it is- here is my day's work.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Oh, I know that it has been forever since I posted.
I just returned from a cool project that I received a grant for at FIT,
where I teach Illustration.
I traveled to Hong Kong and China as a documentary artist,
along with a group of graduate students who are involved in
global fashion management.
It is a draftsman's paradise-just fantastic- and my head is still reeling-
much to scan and to say- all to come along.