I made this drawing after the splat. 

I had finished the splat drawing but I really felt as though I needed to make another. From previous experience I figured I might be able to make another small drawing in the three or more hours I had left in my studio day.

Making this drawing actually surprised me. My ability to maintain an even tempo and distance was quite easy. I am really please with what it turned out to be. 

Another in my new series of ink drawings on Yupo.

I was well into this drawing. Only a few rows short of being finished. All I could hear was my breath, the tap of my pen on the Yupo surface. I had just filled my pen when a vibration and a door slam startled me.

The result, a splat.

I gathered myself and decided to finish the drawing. Title 3060 splat

I've made several small drawings rendering repetitive marks to create patterns. These drawings are part of continuing experimentation on rhythms created by the repititive marks using tools that must be dipped or filled with limited amounts of pigment. 

The changes in the marks are a direct result of the depletion of the pigment. I'm working on both large and small drawings. Looking forward to making more.

I began a series of marks on a piece of engineering vellum this past week. It revealed some very compelling patterns. After a very interesting conversation with art bud Brian Dennis I took to a new drawing. Looking to make a larger drawing. One with the same mark over and over.

These images are my first effort. The rhythm/pattern is revealing itself.

This is the result of three days of drawing. I'm looking forward to working on this drawing again and the others that will come after it. I have a whole drawer of Yupo sheets that can be the surface for these drawings.

It's always an interesting experience when I make one of something. My mode of operation is to create a series of drawings and watch what happens in the repetition as I move from one drawing to the next. I do this to get deep into a space where I let the marks reveal themselves by the physical gesture that dominates at that time.

It all began with 303 606 1010.

Time time time is about the ritual of checking the time of day. You look at your watch or your phone and see the time. Someone asks you what time it is you have to look again. You looked but didn't remember. You look again.

I started noticing when there was a pattern in the numbers. Repetition. I saw it with the first three times I checked… 303 606 1010. 

This book contains the times I noted each time I looked at my iPhone over a period of time.

This was one of the books I was trying to get ready for the show at 110 CHURCH. Most of my work is a ritual. Rhythmic mark-making made in the silence of my studio. I can hear the rhythm of my drawings as I make them. The strike of a pencil, pen, charcoal or other medium makes a distinct sound and so drives the next mark. 

With this book I decided to experience drawing without looking. I made each mark by dragging my hand a percieved distance and then pierced the paper with an awl. I did this point by point, row by row, column by column.

In the studio tuesday I continued work on my lone wolf.

I custom mixed the green and began to make tonal marks in a path around the perimeter of the sheet. I added a layer of marks, white caisen paint tapped on like a stamp. It is one of the marks I have added to my vocabulary for these larger drawings.

I mixed a transparent yellow ink and sliced the vertical space with three stripes. This is where I am right now. It's hanging waiting for me to return.

Today I stared these drawings down.

Deciding to make some marks today — i pushed forward. Took out acrylic ink and made some new marks. I must admit that I played it safe by experimenting on only two drawings. One of each tonal fields. I'm happy with the dots created by using the dropper. The ink made little pools that hold a sheen. I'm pleased.

I actually was able to get to the studio on Sunday. Often I'm so fried from the work week I do all the domestic stuff that day. But this Sunday was different. I hopped on the bus early and was the only rider to my destination; then walked the last mile. That gave me plenty of time to be in my own head.

After I climbed the flights to my third floor studio I was ready to get into my ritual.