Saturday, February 18, 2017

Sketchcrawl on N Williams

We gathered at the New Seasons on N Williams for coffee and introductions.  Many of us stayed inside, to sketch other people or the scenes outside the windows.  Or pastries, bought especially for the purpose.  The rest of us, me included, wandered around the neighborhood and found perches out of the rain in which to sketch.

I flattened myself against a wall in the courtyard of One North, across the street, and  captured a jumble - one corner of the curvy building, the church across the street from that, and a new apartment building beyond that.  (There was an old house and a rundown trailer around the corner that I couldn't get into the composition.)

Then a quick sketch (I was starting to get cold) of the sign above the building's bike repair station.  Showing the same corner of the curvy building from a different angle.  

Friday, February 17, 2017

Last tree standing

 Before and after sketches of my last remaining catalpa.  This is the one that shed a limb in the storm, holing my garage, battering Karen's deck, and ripping the electrical meters off both of our houses.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Dismantling the tree, part II

Yesterday was PGE, working on the bits of tree closest to the power line.

Today was my own arborist, taking down the rest of it.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Dismantling the tree

Started by PGE's tree contractor, as they're the only ones allowed to cut near the power lines.
A quick sketch, as he wasn't dilly-dallying.

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Another tree

Sat out in the sun (on the stump of the last tree) to get a sketch in of the next tree, before it's taken down.

Saturday, February 11, 2017

The Fields again

On an unexpected sunny and mild day, Deb decided to go sketching at the Fields again, and invited anyone who would like to come.  I was already downtown when I got the message and decided to come, even though I only had my small tablet with me.

First off, I sat down on a bench in the sun to do one of the bronze snails.
 By the time I'd finished the sun had snuck behind a building, leaving me in the cold.  I walked around to the other side, which was still in the sun, and sat down beside Deb.  And noticed that yet another building in the mill complex was in the process of being torn down.  So I decided to make a record of it before it went.

Halfway through I paused to greet a small dog.  And her person stopped to chat.  And then realized that we were both sketching.  She used to, and is wanting to get into it again.  And has been following Deb on the blog.