Alabaster Cove
sara and i started doing this exercise for each other. she writes one or two lines of text for me, and it invariably makes pictures in my head, which i then try to put on paper. in turn, i draw a simple picture for her, and she turns it into a few paragraphs or a short story or whatever comes out. we’ve done it a few times already, and though i’m behind (i’ve only drawn one of the lines that she’s given me), i’ve drawn three simple scenes for her. starting here is the first sketch i did for one of her lines, which was:
“Alabaster Cove?” he scoffed. “You can’t get there from here.”
i like what resulted, though i wanted him to come out more ‘loom-y’ and imposing. still! not bad.

January 10th, 2007 at 5:08 pm
what a cool idea! you guys are so great for one another! have i mentioned that before? i can see you in each of these–different sides of you, but it’s so cool! i notice things like the brace in the ceiling beam and think “yup!” –it’s you! this one made me feel very small and lost…maybe it was also that i am reading about autistic young Christopher right now who is lost in a London train station..i can so see him feeling like this guy is peering down at him in utter loathing!
January 10th, 2007 at 5:23 pm
I like the old gentleman. He has something in his face and expression that captures persons that I know or emotions that I have encountered. I wouldn’t want to spend the afternoon with him on a park bench but I would like to hear him give a short lecture. He is dramatic.
July 20th, 2007 at 3:15 pm
Lovely!!