I bought a half dozen, lovely Italian plums in the market over the weekend and baked this cake. It’s a one bowl, brown sugar batter flavored with orange zest, vanilla, and a touch of cinnamon, then topped off with plum halves. This would make a good dessert at Thanksgiving, as an alternative to pies. Continue reading
Two hundred and fourteen in a continued series creating a collage using five elements.
Here is another sketch from my developing Teenage Beast story. The crowd awaits the arrival of Brian Bubonic and the Plague.
I drew this with sky blue mechanical pencil leads and Sailor Fude De Mannen fountain pens in a small UCreate sketchbook by Ticonderoga. It takes ink surprisingly well and is far from the worst sketchbook I’ve ever purchased. The price is right and they are readily available at Target as of this writing.
Cowboy Blondies are chock full of everything good – peanut butter, coconut, pecans, oats, and chocolate chips. The fellas are crazy about them, and I do believe they’ll be making the holiday cookie cut! Continue reading
When I go to the market, every once in a while I’ll come across some terrific graphics on discarded produce boxes. Like this happy pair of avocados who accept their fate of being mashed on some millennial’s toast!
Here’s another Photo Elective shot by Tina Garceau of Tina Garceau! As I’ve written before, all sophomore students majoring in illustration at The Philadelphia College of Art were required to take a minor course in photography where the students would shoot and process 35mm black and white photographs. At the time, it seemed like a needlessly pricey course that stood in the way of what illustrators really wanted to do which was to draw and paint. The illustration students didn’t necessarily want to be in a darkroom, and the photography students saw the illustrators as an intrusion on their territory. There was a limited amount of photographic equipment and not a whole lot of space in that eighth floor photography department. Photography majors felt they had eternal dibs on the enlargers although we were all on the hook for tuition and darkroom fees. Arguments would invariably break out. The course was something that just had to be endured for a semester.
I often wondered if this requirement remained as the Philadelphia College of Art became The University of the Arts and the whole wide world went digital. It would seem to be something that the school would keep in place just to make things needlessly difficult and outrageously expensive. I can’t imagine what a box of 8″ x 10″ photographic paper would go for nowadays or where it could be purchased. I imagine there are online retailers that would fulfill the order, but you better pony up some dough!
It’s a moot point because The University of the Arts went belly up a little more than a year ago. Their insistence on the “way things should be done” doesn’t really count for much any more.
Sketch of Larry Hughes. This one may be too dweeby to survive.
Before my monster became a monster in Teenage Beast he was a human being. I have a name for him — Larry Hughes — but I wasn’t sure what he was going to look like.
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