My drawing teachers have said that every portrait you draw becomes in some part a self-portrait. I don’t know if they would apply that maxim to photos, but I feel a little like this picture of my niece qualifies. I am still craving a few uninterrupted hours at the piano but it seems like everything [...]
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When I came to drawing as an adult in a community center class (still referred to as my most satisfying educational experience ever) one of my great delights was to discover that drawing isn’t at all what I thought: a process of putting down each line in the exact place it belongs. Rather, [...] So the evil spambots began a serious attack today. In an effort to keep things from getting worse, I’m pulling my welcome mat in a little (just a little). Until I find and install a captcha I like, I’m having all new commenters moderated. It’s not that I don’t love you – I do! And [...] |
 
Becky's bookshelf: read
I was in a bookstore the other day hunting for something to read on writing when I got distracted by the books on reading. I picked this one up, knowing nothing about Nick Hornby beyond his connection to About a Boy. My impressions in no...
I grew up loving to read and hope to pass that on so every year I get books for my nieces and nephews for Christmas. There are twenty of them and as they're getting older I can no longer give only books I've read so each year there are o...
 
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