Hey there –


I’ve just added hi-rez full images and details of 25 drawings! You can find them here:




And here too:




More are coming too. Keep watching!


Good Evening All –


I’ve been hard at work on this website today, reorganizing the DRAWINGS section.


First, because I’ve been doing so many cat drawings that I’ve swamped my RECENT ADDITIONS, I’ve given them their own category. It’s called LATEST FELINES. Keep an eye out for still more new cats to appear there before week’s end!


A second new section, called FLOWERING, is also now active. It already has a selection of drawings and I hope to do many more this winter!


To visit these new sections, click the DRAWINGS button in the toolbar at the top of this window (beside my name).


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Good Sunday morning to you all –


In a few minutes I’ll get started on finishing my last Paterson Picture. Here is a quick point-n-shoot of it as it is right now, plus a close up:






My goal with this view of the Passaic River has been to capture it’s honest poetry. The first time I saw it was on a sunny, late afternoon in summer. Everything looks a bit enchanted in such deep shadow, under buttery, slanting light. But that poetry is lent to a scene. To find it at high noon is all together different. Everything is ugly then. Harsh light pounds down.


The Great Falls is just a few hundred yards down river, and people go see it. They don’t stand beside the Spruce Street bridge and look at this. I’m not sure why I did, or why I felt compelled to keep going back until I found beauty. I was surprised by it’s character; lyricism, but with scars. Nothing is pristine, and this is a picture of the time of day when only mad dogs and ink slingers are out in the heat and sweat.


And now, a long, long way (both in feel and distance) from Paterson, NJ is another picture I did a few weeks ago in Norway. This is a view of the Sognefjord, as it appears from the water’s edge in the little down of Vik.




I’m very pleased with this – especially the deep layering of texture and sparkle. Western Norway can be almost unfathomably dramatic and moody. I plan to do many more pictures of the Sognefjord this winter.


Oh, I should also tip you off to something you might not understand in this view; though it’s a common sight in the fjords. Look at lower left, just above the water line, and you’ll see an emorphous, vertical white bar. That’s a waterfall across the fjord, dropping down the mountainside! You can see them a surprisingly long way off.


Here is a detail view for you, and then a few of the gazillion reference photos I shot, trying to capture every nuance of clouds, sunlight and each day’s passing.






That’s it for now! Believe it or not, I still have plenty of show & tell to go. Will try to add more next Friday or Saturday.


Until then, I remain your Buddy Bill –



PS: to expand these images, click READ FULL ARTICLE, immediately below.


Hey ya –


I become creatively fixated on the most surprising things! For instance, I just get back from a spectacular trip to Norway, spent wide-eyed, and yet that little cottage garden is stuck in my mind. It’s silly, silly, silly but I’ve had the overpowering desire to draw flowers.


I pay attention when something like this happens, even if it doesn’t make much sense. So, while I should have been working hard to finish my last Paterson drawing (which is lovely and fussy), I have instead spent two days pounding out flowers, trying to stay out of my own way while I bird-dog after the notion as if following a fading scent. I’m not at all certain about the outcome, but it may be that there are some pretty good moves here and there.


Presented for your amusement are the best of the keepers, in the order they were drawn. It was a fast and foolish side trip, but I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!
































PS: It’s worthwhile to look at these larger – click READ FULL ARTICLE, immediately below.


Good Morning All –


I didn’t add more Norway drawings to this blog yesterday, as I meant to. My day got away from me, and I’ve been sneaking time in on some related drawings. Hopefully later today or tomorrow, you’ll find some of them in a new post.


To hold you over, here are fishing photos from my trip, taken on the dock in front of the boathouse owned by my nephew and his sweet family. Thorleif’s 4 year old son, Ulrik, is one cool tyke – he likes to fish! There is a little crab living under a big rock beside the dock. Ulrik has this little platform/net type deal you can put a bit of bait on and lower down (it’s right beside him in the first photo). Sometimes the crab will climb aboard for a snack. Then you have to ever so slyly lift him out before he realizes it. Apparently, he is none the wiser for having been caught and released several times.




Eventually, everyone else went into the boathouse to set up for our own meal, but your buddy, well, it’s very, very tough to get a fisherman to stop fishing!




Of course, our own crab dinner was kept off the end of the dock in this trap!




Until next time –


Your Buddy Bill


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Greetings All –


This morning, Bob Demarest and I met with the Director of The Paterson Museum, Jack DeStefano. We now have the finalized schedule for our exhibition:


ON VIEW: Wednesday, November 4th through Saturday, January 3rd.

RECEPTION: Saturday, November 14th, from 1 – 4 pm.


I’m sure Bob and I will make many trips to the museum during those two months to rendezvous with friends and interested viewers. I’m looking forward to it. And I can’t wait to see this new work framed, hung and presented. It’s sure to be an eye opener!


Your Buddy Bill



Good Evening All –


Here we go with our next round of show & tell. This time, it’s several pictures I did of our little cottage flower garden. Small it may be, yet even so, it has a marvelous confusion of textures. My drawings are just about as chaotic – kind of like the bumper car theory of mark making. I had a great time!


These first two were done while I hunkered under a big umbrella, which kept my paper from getting rained on but not me.






Once I moved indoors (you can see my ad-lib studio in my previous post), my method became more calligraphic. The next picture is of the drawing just as it came home from Norway. I actually fooled around with it again today, adding a few more suggested flowers to the bold, black bloom cluster at top right. I believe it’s an improvement but am still not certain.




These final two drawings have me pretty excited. The mark making is potent, and while neither is finished, they can’t be far from it. The last one seems to me to be a picture of leaves and stalks without flowers on top. I’m not sure what the next step is.






I’ll leave you with a closer look at the previous drawing. Those moves are about as good as I get!




Look for the next installment on Thursday!


Your Buddy Bill


PS: To get a really good look at these drawings, click READ FULL ARTICLE, immediately below.




Well Hello Everybody!


I’m back after a very fine trip, if also one with a few challenges. Norway has had a lot of rain this summer, and it’s been unusually cold. It meant the rivers were high and the water was bone-chilling. The fishing was so-so at best. That was sad. Ah, but nothing beats a brooding Viking landscape for getting a black & white artist jazzed up. It’s impossible to work with ink in the rain though. I did managed to hunker under a big umbrella drawing our cottage’s flower garden. I’ll show you the result of that in the next day or two, but right now, let’s start where we ought to; with good old-fashioned ingenuity.


Since I couldn’t work outdoors, I claimed the dining nook as my temporary studio. Ink literally flies when I draw, so precautions were called for. Here is a nice, atmospheric photo, shot after I had covered, well, just about everything in plastic!




And this is the reality of my workspace – a mess sure to spread! It got much worse later, so much so that I was too embarrassed to take another photo! I’m glad I had the cottage to myself for the last 9 days. No one else would have put up with me.




Okay, enough prep – let’s look at art. This first drawing is the only one I did on site. It’s of the Viking burial mounds, that sit on a slight rise halfway up the valley. You can see clear to the fjord from there, and to the top of the valley too, where it dead ends into very impressive mountains. What captured my eye though, is the gentle nature of the immediate scene, which is in such contrast to the dramatic views all around. And of course, I mean Viking mounds for crying out loud – ya gotta draw those, right?


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I like that drawing! It was my last try of the day (two previous attempts were awful). Done in the final hour before I quit, I really, really flew. It rarely ever goes like that!


This is a photo I took of the same scene, to use as reference for some more drawings once the weather turned. It started raining as I walked home and we didn’t see sunshine for quite awhile after that.




I like working indoors while it rains. I love the patter on the roof, and looking out the window, as I make a cuppa tea. I climb pretty deeply into myself when I work, and the coziness of being inside as the world outside gets a good soaking, settles me into a comfortable, creative mood.


Here is another drawing – barely started – of the mounds. This may be the single best beginning I’ve ever made, so energetic and with such immediate, wonderful mark making, that it stopped me cold! Once in awhile I manage to jump ahead of myself and don’t know what to do. I’m glad when that happens; it’s often a preview of how I’ll find myself working in the not too distant future. Now I must look at this one a lot, think on it, and try to understand at least some of what has come into this picture.


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We have one more drawing to look at, but first, check this out: the grass in the foreground of the last and next drawings was painted/printed using a brush I made from the actual meadow grass!


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I liberally coated my grass brush with ink (it worked best when I brushed it on both sides rather than dipping). Then I twisted and smashed the brush down, and held it in place while I laid a sheet of scrape paper over top. Next, I pressed and rubbed. I’m thrilled with the result – here’s a detail view:


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My third mounds picture is now well underway. I continue to look for the right mix of detail and aggressive suggestion in my work. Certainly, there must be a grand balance, and I hope one day to find it. Obviously, I still have a bunch of trees to get in there, and I’m looking forward to wrestling with the marvelous graphic of spindly, white birch tree trunks, scattered across the picture like delinquent punctuation. I really wanna just jump on this picture and keep at it, but my Paterson show is coming up and that must take priority.




This winter I will devote myself to Norway drawings. And cats. And maybe a few still lives. Yep, I always seem to have more than one plan, but Norway is my big fascination now.


All wonderful adventures come to an end, and then you must reset yourself. I came home with a month’s worth of beard to trim. I’m looking civilized again, and in Norway, there is a dining alcove that has a secret existence as my ink slinging lair, although looking at it, you wouldn’t know it now!


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Take care all – and keep checking back! I will post more Norway drawings during the week!


Your Buddy Bill



PS: You really should expand these drawings to get a good look at ’em. Click READ FULL ARTICLE, immediately below.


Hey All –


I’m pretty much done with work tasks, and have now begun staging and packing for Norway. The papers are stopped. Our house sitters are all set. WE LEAVE IN LESS THAN TWO DAYS! 


Reidun and I can’t wait to see family and friends. I will go fishing – a lot, and I’m taking art supplies too. Hopefully, I’ll do some ink slinging outdoors, though it’s been a cool, wet summer over there. Keep fingers crossed for me, okay?


I won’t be blogging while I’m away, but before the big pause, I thought you might like to take a little tour with me. It’s spectacular show & tell, best enjoyed when you have a few relaxed minutes.


We’ll catch up in September –


Your Buddy Bill




Land of Wonder – and Neglected Trout


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.32.16 AMI struggle to describe western Norway, and every time I try, I just give up. Imagine it as where mountains and sea meet, and you’ll have a place like this, where you can begin to marvel.


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.33.46 AMYou can start a day’s drive beside a turquoise colored fjord in morning sunlight. . .


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.33.59 AM. . . Cross over the mountains, wondering where the summer went . . .


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.34.31 AM. . . and find it again that afternoon, once you’ve descended into another fjord valley.


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.39.21 AMPerhaps a really quick geography lesson is needed? This is the world with lines and dots. The lines are the Equator and Arctic Circle. The lowest red dot is on top of where I live. The two upper dots are Anchorage, Alaska and the area of Norway we’re visiting, which is just as far north!


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.39.52 AMHere are satellite views of Norway in winter, where the mountainy interior looks just as arctic as it truly is. Hey, why isn’t there snow along the coasts too? Does it even look a little green there? What’s up?


Oh, I should mention that the two red dots here are Norway’s biggest cities (Bergen at left, and the darker one is Oslo). You can see the Arctic Circle again too. The larger green circle is where we’re headed. Don’t worry, there’s only one more instructional picture to go!



It’s so much nicer along the coast because an ocean current (it’s called the Norwegian Atlantic Current) brings warmer water up from further south. It effects the climate. Coastal summers are much like those in New England! It’s not bad up in the mountains either – lows average in the 40’s or better, and highs in the 50’s to 70’s (all in fahrenheit temps – I’m a typically pathetic American).


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.48.29 AMIt rains a lot, so it’s a wet, lush landscape. Storms sometimes parade over, one after another, all day long. The sunshine in between can be jewel-like and just as sharp. This peak is a storm catcher I’ve long admired.


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.45.28 AMTo get to the little village where Reidun was born – which is called Vik – you have to cross over the mountains or take a boat up the coast. This view is almost at the end of the drive over.


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.41.03 AMAnd there is Vik, in it’s valley and beside it’s bay, which opens onto the Sognefjord. Each time I reach this spot, it’s as if I can let go of a breath I’ve been holding since I last left.



No one knows for sure when the first of Reidun’s descendants came into the valley, but there my Sweetie is, standing on the road into the family farm. It’s called Hønsi (also Reidun’s maiden name) and is one of the oldest farms there, with some thought it may date back as far as 500-600 AD! The land is still worked by a cousin.


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.34.48 AMThe valley is lovely. Sometimes, I almost expect a hobbit to pop up! Do you see the stave church?


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.42.21 AMHere it is again! Stave churches are medieval, and unique to northern Europe. Few remain and a lot of them are in Norway. This one was first built in the late 12th century and has been rebuilt a few times since. I think it looks like Japanese pagoda builders and Viking woodworkers got together on it.


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Stave churches have long been preserved with coats of tar! I wish I could find my first snapshot of this church. Only later did I realize that Reidun is in it, leaning in to sniff a porch post! She loves the smell of tar!


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Along the edge of the bay, there is a small neighborhood that has been designated as an historic area. The cute white cottage in the bright sun is where we stay. Reidun, her niece and nephew own it. If you look down between the cottages, you can see the water.


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And this is the view from the water’s edge, looking back.


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Turn around and there is the fjord. This was taken at sunset, which happens pretty darned close to midnight!


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This picture and the next one are of the Vikja, the little creek in Reidun’s valley. It sluices along over a lot of water-sculpted bedrock.


Screen shot 2015-07-28 at 10.40.42 AMEvery watercourse seems to have trout in it, and many also have salmon runs. Almost no one pays attention to the trout – except me, lucky me!


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Rivers, rivers everywhere . . .


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. . . and mountains loom over all. Sometimes looking up at them, I almost lose my sense of balance!


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This is one of my favorite places. It’s called Myrkdalselvi – the Dark Valley River.


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The colors of the water and bottom are unbelievably lovely.


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And when the late afternoon sunshine makes the hillsides glow, the reflection transforms the water into a rippled, emerald mirror.


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Of course the river is just crawling with pretty brown trout.


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The mountain in the background had no name, until my sister christened it Mammuttoppen – because she says it’s shaped just like a woolly mammoth’s head and back. I think so too.


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Here is my camp along the river. I’ve set up and stayed here many times, and my sis, Kay, joined me on the last trip. I live on trout, potatoes, oatmeal and . . .


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. . . peanut butter & honey sandwiches! Yes, yes, and apples, (and Fig Newtons too).


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Moss is everywhere . . .


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. . . and there are ferns up to your arm pits . . .


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. . .and more berries than you could possibly imagine.


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Here is the marshy meadow beside camp. . .


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. . . and that mammoth-backed mountain is just down stream. It has many moods.


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I’ve drawn that mountain a few times. First I set up. . .


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. . . then I must become centered.


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Yep, I’ve settled into my creative self now!


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I’ve framed my view . . .


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. . .which looks something like this . . .


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. . . and then it’s time to get at it.



Now and then, I manage a pretty fair drawing!


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Another view of another creek (I’ve caught fish in it too).



This is the drawing I started there on a reeeeeeally cold, dismal day (and finished at home later in my nice, warm studio)


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Some more pictures of yet another peak overlooking Reidun’s valley.


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Eventually, days and trips end.


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Camp is packed up. Stones that held my tent stakes down in the wind are laid around the trunk of the hoary old birch tree, and the post sticks for my rain fly are tied up in it, off the ground. Trampled grass is the only testimony that I stayed for a week.


I’ll be back, right there again, very soon now. Sticks and stones, trout and a mountain shaped like a shaggy, lost elephant – all are waiting.


PS: to expand these images and really feel like you’re there, click READ FULL ARTICLE, immediately below.




Good Evening All –


In just a few days we leave for Norway, but instead of taking care of chores and business, I’ve been sneaking into the studio to fool around making little drawing of just what you might expect! It felt great to go at it without a plan or care, especially after my last picture, that incredibly fussy, detailed view of the power station (scroll down a few posts to see it if you haven’t already).


These cats are sure rough around the edges – and I kind of like ’em like that.


Have a fine rest of your weekend – I’ll write once more before I leave –


Your Buddy Bill















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Good Morning All –


I’m leaving for Norway in less than two weeks, and am counting the days. For so long it seemed the trip was so far off, but not now! I’ve never found the right words to describe the beauty of western Norway, and my art making may never do it justice. Nevertheless, I’ll take another stab at it while I’m over there – and when I’m not fly fishing! I have a terrible case of trout on the brain now, which is actually the perfect mindset. Since I last wrote, I’ve been working on columns and an article for Fly Tyer Magazine.


Below is the side of the most beautiful Brook Trout I’ve ever seen (his head shot will accompany my new article). I caught and released this little fellow some years ago on The Big Blue, which is the paradoxical name of a minuscule creek high up in the mountains of southern Colorado. Have you ever seen anything so gloriously colored up and textured?


I’ll write again soon –


Your Buddy Bill




The closer you looked, the more entrancing the view became!




It is really worth seeing enlarged views of these two photos – click READ FULL ARTICLE in the gray bar just below. 


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Hey All –


I’ve uploaded hi-rez images of 4 more finished scenes from Paterson, NJ – and lots of details too! While you may have seen these pictures in my blog (and perhaps followed their creation there), these new views are vastly improved. You’ll get a true sense of the delicate mix of tones I’m now achieving, and how interwoven my mark making and altered surface has become. I sometimes think I’m sculpting as much as I’m drawing.


Here’s the link – once there, click any of the small views to open larger ones:





Nocturne – The S.U.M. Great Falls Power Plant

Ink, inked collage, grey wax pencil and surface alteration on paper. 18″ x 24″



Happy Saturday afternoon Everybody –


At last, I’ve finished my Power Plant picture! Wow, it was a long time on the boards. I don’t want to get caught up in another one like this for awhile, but I am pleased with the end result. It’s a potent picture. If you want a really good look at it, you can find a higher resolution large image (and three detail views) here:




Are you’re wondering about the S.U.M. in the picture’s title? It stands for the Society for Establishing Useful Manufactures. Envisioned and championed by Alexander Hamilton, The society was founded in 1791 as a private, state-sponsered corporation meant to establish industry along the Passaic River, especially at the Great Falls, which offered a fantastic opportunity for hydro-power.


The power plant (also water powered) began generating electicity in 1914, and continued to do so until 1969, when the low cost of fossil fuels and high cost of replacing aging equipment forced closure. The oil crisis of the 1970’s changed that equation. Three new turbines were installed and the plant was rededicated in 1987. It’s still in operation. The best part though, is that one of the old turbines was left in place. As you look at my drawing, it’s behind and below the window on the right.


I’ve become quite fond of this grand old building.


Have a fine weekend –


Your Buddy Bill



PS: just for fun, here is the old turbine. The thing that looks so much like a giant pink stovepipe is where the water came down, hitting the turbine’s blades and forcing it to spin around a horizontal axis (just like the wheels on your car do). This in turn spun the generator (in the green housing). While the setup is no longer functional, I’m so glad it remains as a piece of history.




The photo below is of the three more modern turbines, which spin in a vertical axis. Usually only one or two of them are in operation – the river has to be quite high before there is enough water to power all three.




And here we are again!


Now the cage over the last window has been printed – I did it by cutting stencils, and then inking and hand rubbing a snippet of fine, wire mesh ribbon (of the sort used to wrap presents). Does it seem a bit fussy to go to all of this trouble for such a subtle texture? Perhaps, but if you take a look at the photo in my previous post, you’ll see the difference really is lovely.


All I have to do now is finish up the cage frame and I’m done with this picture!



Your Buddy Bill



PS: click READ FULL ARTICLE, in the grey bar  immediately below the photo for an enlarged view. It really is worth it!




Good Morning!


Here’s a quick photo of the same window from yesterday, now with it’s cage frame roughed in. I did much more work on the frames for the other two windows before I printed the wire mesh. Perhaps I should not have taken them quite so far – I  have a hunch I may end up sanding and scraping some highlights back in.


For this last window, I’m going to print the cage mesh first, and then finish up the frame. Bet it’s a better plan!



Your Buddy Bill



PS: click READ FULL ARTICLE, in the grey bar  immediately below the photo, and youll get a larger view. It’s worth taking a closer look at the window details.




Hey All –


A holiday weekend and the rhythm of living have cut into my work time lately, but I’m at it once again. Here are a couple of working shots:




The view above is of the center windows in various stages of completion. The one on the right is done, with a wire cage in place over the window beneath. In the center, you can see how carefully rendered a window is before I create the cage over top – now I’m peeling off the tape that masked out the frame for the cage, which will be painted next. At left, I’ve just begun the glass panes. So far, this window looks an awful lot like a miniature painting by Piet Mondrian. Just for fun, below is one of his wonderful abstract compositions!




And finally, this last photo was taken moments ago. I’m much further along now – this is the same window that was once so abstract! What’s really exciting is that as soon as this window is finished, so is my power plant picture. IT COULD HAPPEN TOMORROW! 





Hey All –


Some folks are curious about how I did the bricks in the power plant picture I’m currently finishing. I’ve written about it before, but this morning I realized I did so in an email update sent out before I began blogging. So, here again is a description my process:


For starters, I wanted a graphic method for portraying brickwork that mimicked its texture and precision without leaving my drawing looking too sterile and mechanical. I also wanted to actually build the building in my drawing. I know it sounds kinda weird, but a good way to tell the truth about something is to find a drawing method in sympathy with it. I needed it here especially; the building being portrayed had great presence, with a palpable sense of age and long use.


I decided the answer was to hand print sections of brickwork, using the same ink I draw with.


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Of course, creating an image in sympathy with what it portrays sometimes means being a lot more sympathetic than was expected. It turned out that my first drawing of the power plant really was a technical rendering. It had to be. I needed an exact guide to cut out multiple sections of the building in archival foam core board. These were to become my printing blocks, but it felt more like I was making an actual architect’s model! The top photo gives you a pretty good view of all of this.


In the middle of my next photo (just above) are two cut out test sections. The black one (it turned that way from being inked) printed the brickwork samples on the scrap paper it’s lying upon. The other test section is only partially complete. Because it’s not inked, you can see how I created the morter lines between the bricks by burning/incising them into the surface with a fine-tipped wood burning tool (seen below). I mostly use this tool to melt little indented eyes and whatnot into foam rubber fishing flies and bass plugs. Now we can add brickwork to the list!




What comes next is lovely!


The ink was so liquid – and the paper surface of my foam core printing blocks became so saturated – that the result was entrancingly irregular! Some of the printed bricks squished and bled together. In other areas, the impression was light, or even nonexistent. Add to this that I sanded and scraped portions of my drawing paper’s surface beforehand (and laid in uneven washes of diluted ink too), and the total effect captures the same feeling of spontaneous happenstance that typifies great mark making. It’s repetitive and geometric, yet beat up and charismatic, just like the real building.


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My last photo is a detail view from another drawing of same power plant. Though very different in feel, I used one of the same printing blocks to again add a delicate indication of bricks. 






Hey ya –


I’m still, still, still doing windows! I know, I can’t believe it either.


I have to confess that after I finished the one above, I quit for a few days. I had other chores to do and thus good excuses, but the truth is that I’m just plain tired of this picture. It’s strong – very strong – and once I’ve moved on to the next one and am looking back, I know I’ll be pleased and proud of what I’ve accomplished. But that doesn’t help much right now, when I still have three more windows to do and they’re the toughest of all. Before I tell you why, take a look at the next two photos:




Do you see how the middle windows have wire cages over them? Visually speaking, these do marvelous, perplexing things. For starters, the dirty, rusting wire blurs and softens the windows. It’s as if they’re under murky water, and yet there is also a grainy/mesh texture, which though quiet is still distinct, especailly in real life. You can’t see it in these photos because images in blog format are too low rez, but I want that texture in my drawing. Oh, and don’t forget, the windows I do must be darkened and somehow go all contrasty too, even though they’re blurred, because my picture is a night scene.


Here’s my plan:




First, in this photo taken yesterday, you can see that I once again used strips of tape to mask out all of the mullions between the glass panes. There is also tape blocking out the metal framing for the wire cages.


Today was spent painting glass (in the first photo of this post you can get a peek at how that’s coming along). As soon as the panes are done, I’ll pull up the tape for the mullions and paint them.


Then comes the sneaky part! I’m actually going to create the mesh pattern over the windows by inking and printing real mesh. It wasn’t easy to find some that was the right size – everything you or I would first think of turned out to be far too coarse. Finally though, I figured it out – and the secret has to do with wrapping presents!




This photo is of a piece of scrap of paper with random ink marks, and right over top of them are my mesh samples, made by inking and hand rubbing/printing fancy metallic ribbon! It turns out my sweet bride, who is ever frugal, saves ribbon! She has a whole bag full of the stuff and in it was exactly what I needed.


Sooooo, I paint three windows, print mesh, paint the cage frames annnnnnnd. . . I’M DONE!!!!!!!



Give me a few days and I’ll report back in –


Your Buddy Bill



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Hey ya –


Bit by bit and no faster, I’m painting the window panes and mullions in my picture (see previous posts). It’s gonna take awhile, so mood management is key! First, I have a reward system for determination and effort. Today for instance, I went out for an early breakfast with my Sweetie, my young friend, Patrick, and his mom, Maura. Had a grand time, AND I wore one of my very FAVORITE shirts, which you probably ought to know is of a Hawaiian style, made by Reidun.


I have lots of them. These days, the deal is that I have no say: my sis chooses the fabric, my Sweetie makes ’em and the game is to come up with one I won’t wear. They could go for the tacky win, like for instance by choosing something with big pink flowers and adding shiny gold piping around the yoke. But you see, I’ve already been there; my dear old grandma, (bless her odd, long gone soul), used to make shirts just like that when I was a kid. I wore ’em, and suffered, and said I liked them – which meant grandma kept sewing. Despite all, I grew into a fondness for loud shirts, but also hope I’ve gained sophistication, and an appreciation for idiosyncratic style that simply makes me happy! Mood management succeeds – see?


Half way through breakfast, Patrick snapped the photo above with his phone. Behind that jungle scene, my tummy is contentedly digesting French toast!



Your Buddy Bill



PS: I’m also going to dinner tonight! Is this the shirt for it?




Or should I go with this – which is the closest my fashion team has come to a win? It was made for one of my fishing trips to the Jellystone Yellowstone country, where tough guys don’t wear Yogi and Boo-Boo. There was some finger pointing and a few giggles, but I did get compliments too!





Hey All –


After messing around, trying to create very graphic windows by ingeniously making stamps so I could print each glass pane with India ink, I finally concluded it was crazy, and that I had to do ’em the old fashioned way. Forward motion means patience, little brushes, plenty of tea and good tunes. Each window will take at least a day. So be it. I sure didn’t want any of my Paterson drawings to lead me into this sort nit-picky detailing, but this is a very lovely picture – I must carry it through to the end. Next week I’m done . . . maybe?


Your Buddy Bill —————-


PS: The window on the left has just been completed. Now I’m masking out the mullions in the window at the other end with thin strips of tape. Once that’s done, I’ll paint the glass, lift the tape and finish the job. The three windows in the middle are going to be much harder. You’ll see why next week.




Here is a closer look.




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