Biospheres and Solar Arrays

I drew this on my flight. Its not a style I’ve worked with before but I’m pretty keen on it.

my flight to LA


Patterns with lines and curls

Last night was sweltering. After my usual hippie sleeping pills failed, I lay on my belly and tried to draw the straightest and smallest lines I could in my dream journal.

Once again I failed to draw straight lines, but I did manage to fall asleep.
Lines and Curls. Martha Steele

Tiny Sketchbook – more lines

I’m trying to be a productive bad-ass and spend more time on my artwork. Its a struggle.

But then I had an sadness reprieve. I now pick up the mail before work and this gives me 20 – 10 minutes of drawing time every work morning. I sit in my car in the Post Office parking lot, listen to music and draw.

As tiny as that time is, I’m actually drawing again and I am so grateful.

Tiny Red 13

All the flowers!

Lewsisia catyledon

Lewisia catyledon

Most days my one connection with beauty and creativity is looking at flowers and sometimes taking pictures of them. I walk around Slabtown on my breaks and see a lot of wonderful things.

I think I long for this process to compensate for the chilling absence of any plant life in my home. It’s a rather bleak landscape for the daughter of a nursery-woman.

But alas, my rather inventive/bored/eccentric cat likes to eat them to stubs, block his intestines, and rack up epic vet bills. Also, I have no yard.

And this botanical emptiness in my life has led me to the only real solace I can find; taking thousands of pictures of plants.

Which I am now sharing with you at my new blog Mouselet!

Because how else am I going to present the endless flood of flower pics I take?

The neighbor's wisteria

The neighbor’s wisteria