In spite of everything #Trump has done to discredit #climatescience denial of the consequences of our rampant consumption does not make them go away. Flooding, droughts, and monster storms are just some of the signs that the planet is poised to reject us. Climate scientists have done their best to convince us that unless we do something soon, our way of life is in peril. But when we talk about #climatechange, it's easy to get bogged down in charts and numbers without really understanding what those statistics actually mean. A lack of understanding breeds a lack of interest, and as a result, a lack of #action. The problem then becomes, how can we put #climate information into a form that the average consumer can understand? What expression of this data can we use to motivate the common citizen to be concerned about climate statistics? To me, the answer to this question was obvious. Nothing motivates the masses to #actonclimate than being faced with a physical representation of ...
Happy Holidays, my friends! This entry in the December sketchbook is another piece of our Christmas village - my own rendition of Bob Cratchit's house from A Christmas Carol . I've been choosing these complex buildings and complicated textures because I'm trying to get in some practice with pen and ink techniques. Here I've selectively used hatching to accentuate some of the features of the house, like the partially exposed brick, rickety roof shingles, unfinished add-on, and "bullseye" glass window panes. After all, Bob Cratchit was a poor man who could only barely afford to keep his family of 8, so it would stand to reason that his house might look a bit run down, but he does the best he can on his 15 bob a week. I had originally thought to do this one in color, but after it was finished, I liked the way it looked in black and white better. I was worried that colored pencils would hide the delicate details and watercolor would smear the ink, and thi...
Things are not always what they seem, and the same holds true for dragons. At first glance, this fellow seems to be swooping in for a quick meal. But look a little more closely - those fluffy little crows are asleep. And the dragon - he's not landing. He sits, delicately balanced on the thin wire. His outstretched wings provide an awning to shelter the balls of fluff at his feet from the pouring rain. These birds aren't his dinner. They're his friends. Green dragons, traditionally, are considered more benign. They prefer quiet, green spaces like deep woods or mountain tops to the habitations of man, but this is due more to man's distrust than the dragon's nature.They are historically the more non-violent of the dragon races. This fellow is a kind of dragon called a wyvern , that is, it has wings instead of a front pair of limbs. The dragons of Skyrim are of this genus, only much, much larger. It is commonly debated whether or not wyverns are even dragons. This...
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