Every time I cut my children’s hair, I swear I’ll never do it again. Hairdressers are there for a reason, I tell myself. Then a couple of months and two shaggy boys down the track, those scissors start whispering to me again, and my fingers start twitching….
Sometimes waiting requires more than a touch of divine virtue.
Our photographer friend, Kate and her partner Bryn let us stay with them a couple of weeks ago while our housebus was getting repaired. I enjoyed sneaking peeks over her shoulder while she was editing photos. Hopefully we can collaborate on something together again soon.
Sometimes parents need a pick me up too.
I’m doing some design work for a nature reserve, so get to spend time drawing native New Zealand flora and fauna and get paid for it. This little guy is a Piwakawaka, or New Zealand fantail. They’re super curious, and will accompany you on your walk through the bush, ostensibly because of the flying goodies … Continue reading Day 73: Fantail
Ugh, I really really don’t like trains with faces. I don’t know why I drew this – it’s kitschy, and cheesey… wait, yes I do know why. Elliott loves trains. And it turns out my brain can’t bear to draw just a normal train, it has to draw a ridiculous one with curtains. Oh well, … Continue reading Day 68: Train of thought
10 minutes before leaving the house for a 1 year old birthday party I ask, “Do you guys want to put some nice clothes on for the party?” I depart with two cowboys, but draw the line at weapons.
I’ve got a big exciting project coming up soon, but it’s kinda daunting and every day I think I’ll start working on it tomorrow. So, Note To Self: Motivation follows Action!
Elliott is all about banging things at the moment – everything he hits is either a bell or a drum, so he was stoked to find a xylophone when we visited friends the other day. I’m not sure how stoked everyone else was – man those things can be loud!
I was feeling really grouchy after my two year-old was given pretty much his weight in chocolates the other day. It would help a lot if, before dolling out sweets, people could check (out of sight/earshot of children in question) with the parents first! Rant over.
This drawing was inspired by a conversation with Otis, who was telling me that cyclopses and pirates are really similar, given that they both only have one eye.
The world just wears me down sometimes. Do you get that too?
Her hand was just terrible. The elbow was pointing towards me, and her hand was on her hip, and as I got to working out that tricky part she went and moved, so here she is with a black spot instead of a hand.
Sneak preview of a job I’m working on. I love my work at the moment!
I’ve realised that I can draw my own boys from memory pretty well, but upon challenging myself to do the same with a small friend, I couldn’t for the life of me even really remember what she looked like. I sort of gave up and elaborated instead.
My boys have spent most of the summer mostly naked on the beach. Even yesterday, although it’s definitely autumn, they couldn’t help stripping off and running in and out of a chilly stream for an hour.
The last three weeks have been intense. We’ve been on a whirlwind North Island tour with visiting family, hung out for three days at an amazing music festival, swum in in thermal creek, braved the wildest winds yet, waved goodbye, and realised we’re almost fully booked with jobs until June. In that time I haven’t … Continue reading Day 53: Autonomy
