The fulcrum of this study is the hand holding the sketch pad. The other hand, in the drawing space, is invisible. It drew the sketch that the pictured hand is holding. Surrounding the imaginary imaginary space is imaginary real space, comprised of various cross hatchings.
Sometimes, when there are no cars coming the other way, I veer out of the way of speed bumps in the parking lot. Other times (when my wife isn’t in the car), I just go over them at normal speed (15 miles per hour, of course). I’ve rarely stopped to look at the speed bumps […]
Yesterday’s post was an edited photograph of Dave (my younger brother) and me standing outside Mike’s building at Willowbrook. (For those of you just joining me, Mike is my older brother who is autistic, low functioning and nonverbal.) I’m hugging Dave. I replaced my head with Mike’s, from another family photograph, and Dave’s with mine. […]
One of the reasons that Joy and I traveled to Burbank was to see Sidra before she goes off to Science Camp. Sidra is our granddaughter. She is 10 years old and has never been away to camp of any kind. I’ve written other blog posts about Sidra, who has a 19 month old brother, William: […]