a symphony of mark making

no that is not a product description in Sky Mall. my Drawing in the Landscape teacher used that phrase to describe Van Gogh's style.
I would like to be described in some capacity as a symphony.

my apartment is a symphony of cats and old treasures


today we drew in a cemetery near Harvard Square.


I'm more comfortable drawing gravestones than trees.

I recently changed Moses' name to Chip. here he is checking out my art supplies.


when I was walking through Cambridge with that sketch pad I got the same uneasy pangs that I did when I was in middle school and I had to carry my violin through the high school to the practice room... not embarrassed but standing out in a way that I didn't want to... (I pondered that for a minute and determined that is not the definition of 'embarrassed.')
the streets were crowded and I had an 18"x24" object under my arm. in school, when I was going to orchestra practice, I remember trying to be quick and stealth and unseen. in retrospect that was impossible because 3 or 4 of us would all race through the hallways with our instruments. and because I was as clumsy then as I am now.

for a couple years of school I shared a music stand with my friend, Brittany.

Saturday was the first time I've seen her in a year, and actually the only time for at least another year because in a couple weeks she's moving to Xi'an (Shaanxi province in China.) Brittany gave me a recap of the opening ceremonies. she's practically native to China by now.

I drew those rings.

I just saw a guy from my office building on a commercial for Sox Appeal, he's the bachelor in the new episode on Sunday. I always thought he'd be good for Elise. I think that about a lot of single guys though.

macaroni & cheese