28/May/2002: I have begun drawing again since I started traveling, and I could not ask for a better place to be, as I am surrounded with infinite amounts of inspiration. I love to draw what I see, and try to replicate things as accurately as I can. Most of my sketches are done with nothing more than my trusty, mechanical, Bic #2 pencil.

Maybe my camera being stolen on the 5th day of my trip had something to do with my passion for drawing being rekindled...

15/May/2002

This is a drawing of the famous "toothless old man" at the Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras. Copan is renowned for its incredibly elaborate stone artisanship.

The stone head itself is about 3 feet tall and 2 feet wide, and it used to have an entire body of scale size as well, so you can imagine how tall the actual statue must have stood. A figure of like size used to stand adjacent to this one, and the two supported a carved alligator above their heads. Unfortunately, all that remains now is this head.

Click Here to see the actual Toothless Old Man.

21/May/2002

This is my rendition of my favorite painting on the walls of Hospedaje Central in Granada, Nicaragua. The hostel is decorated by numerous paintings done by the artistic backpackers that have passed through over the years.

The face is approximately 8'x6', and is composed entirely of soft, shadowy shades of blue. It was born at 3:00 AM on the morning of 19 Feb 2000, by an artist named Michele, who stood on a table and did not get down until she was finished.

21/May/2002

I was sitting on the steps outside of Hospedaje Central having my morning coffee when this white metal door caught my eye. It is set about 8" into the wall of the large, elegant green facade of the building that adorns it.

As I sat down the next day to finish the drawing, I met a lad from England who wished to draw me drawing the door. I obliged, and my first modeling session began. I do not have a copy of his drawing of me, but it was quite impressive.

22/May/2002

I was awoken one night in my sleep by a vicious rainstorm, one of the first of the season, and it was pounding so loud on the corrugated steel roof of my room that I had no chance of returning to sleep. It was definitely not the type of rain that pleasantly lulls you to sleep. So I sat up in bed, got out my book and pen, soaked up the power of the storm, and this is what came out.

And no, you don't get to read my journal, so don't ask.

23/May/2002

This is another piece of backpacker artwork on the walls of Hospedaje Central. Its dimensions are about 5'x3', and it is mainly in shades of forest green and black, save for the earth and the candle. I don't know any information about the original artist, nor any stories behind the piece itself.

08/June/2002

This is the image of an indigenous creature/deity/lifeform (?) that is represented on the Costa Rican banknote for 5000 Colones (about $14 US). I don't have a clue what it is, but it interested me so I drew it. The shading is composed entirely of vertical lines, and the scanner I used didn't pick up most of the softer pencil shading I did, so the image you see is slightly incomplete, but you get the idea.

15/January/2004

Now that I'm living in Austin again, a very artsy town, I decided it was time to get back in to drawing. It just so happens that I have an art notepad and some art pencils that Eric left behind for me a couple years ago, neither of which I have ever used before. I sat down on my balcony where I sit every morning to eat oatmeal and drink coffee, and I drew the view.

The dimensions of the railing are a little screwy, but I just blame that on the M.C. Escher day-by-day calendars I've had for the last two years.

18/January/2004

This is the guitar Eric gave me for my birthday while we were living in Ecuador.

19/January/2004

Dreams of the islands never leave my head, and the inspiration for this drawing was my mental image of our apartment's pier in Utila.

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