I am here to say that I have succumbed, and am sacrificing my last remaining braincells on the altar of Twitter, The Place Where Everybody Is. How could I have missed this essential part of modern life? With all due humility, there is a lot of wonder here, and I like this party. I especially like that they won’t let me write a novel. I have had to download a bunch of thought-shortening apps.

 

 

While I’m at it, here are a few recent things from the studio. Brush lettering from the ’50’s for the Now’s.

 

 

 

 

Much as I love the easy fleeting strokes of synthetic brushes, I am beginning to swear off. I bought a set of the latest craze, Crayola, and realized it was non-refillable and wears out instantly — pure unadulterated landfill. It’s not a pleasant image: the great spinning unbiodegradable gyre of plastic that we now call the ocean, carrying my Crayola brush. Back to basics here, with environmental ethics baked in whenever possible. These examples are all done with a trusted horse-goat-weasel-whatever brush I’ve had for 15 years, made by master craftsmen in China, and it will last another 10 or 20 years. Then it will turn into dirt and mold and perhaps the hairs will be picked up by the wren for her nest, which is most excellent.

 

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