Monday, 29 September 2014


Yesterday, I enjoyed some kitchen time with a good friend and talented chef. We channeled our inner nonnas and got down to work. It was adult Playdoh, and it tasted far superior to the kind Oscar Gus sometimes samples:

Today, fueled by ravioli, I played with illustration submissions and got them to a point where I could hit "send" without too much eye-rolling:

The results, much like our initial attempts at running semolina dough through the pasta machine, were varied and fun and slightly off-kilter:

I really didn't intend the Italian theme to spill over into so many Leaning Towers of Pisa (or Prague or Singapore or Moscow or Amsterdam)--but there they are. Maybe I need a massage to work out a kink in my neck. Or perhaps I need to start using a ruler. Who cares when there are a few Magic Babushkas hiding in the nooks and crannies...or maybe--Strega Nonas?

Thursday, 25 September 2014

Permission to fail

I do love the value of a sketchbook exchange. At work, brave folks are tinkering together in one, and for this round, I modeled a willingness to embrace doodles that veer off course.

Originally, I had fantasies it would turn into a coloring book page as an entry for Doodlers Anonymous, but in the end...oh, in the end we just let ourselves step away from the book. In the spirit of using this exchange as a place to dabble, to fail, and to try---here it is in all its gaudy glory:
The theme was "Contrasts in Nature." My vision was unusual animals decorated in patterns from the natural world that contrast with their unique selves. The result is too-cute scribbles that I lost interest in and colored with Adobe Illustrator in hopes of a miraculous (an unsuccessful) make-over. It seems to me that a walrus and his wild friends have invaded a pint of rainbow sherbet.

Tiny art

Green bees

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Magic Babushka

In her book Picture ThisLynda Barry tells us to doodle the images of our childhood. The image that brought me the most comfort as a strange little girl wasn't the rainbow encrusted unicorn or smiley sun above a cheerful house: It was Magic Babushka. She was large. She was in charge. And, much like the beloved Magic 8 Ball phase of grade six, she spoke the truth in love (her truth, however, did not save me from the horrors of watermelon scented hairspray, boy bands, or MC Hammer pants):

Monday, 22 September 2014

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Becky Green