Friday, March 12, 2010


Chains are pretty darned evocative, aren't they? My favorite story about chains is when my son was three, seriously only three, and we were packing stuff for a move, he came upon some chains, which he draped around himself and walked around saying, in his spookiest little voice "I'm the ghost of Jacob Marley." It was early May.

This was a colored pencil attempt at something I think of as hyper-realism. A little brighter, more colorful and fuzzier than photo-realism. I like the water drops in this, how you almost don't see them, but they provide a transparent liquid contrast to the hard metal. But it's kind of a small picture, and probably doesn't merit that much thought.

1 comment:

  1. i think it does. i like the one link that doesnt seem whole