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Things do move. Really.

A journey

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A rainstorm

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Another rain drawing

Surrendering to Zen Brush app Sumi style storms.

Colourful black cat

Then it became a sunny day.

Zen brush rain cloud.

That was a heckuva storm.

Hot dog!

Fooling around with brushes in Procreate, saying yes to whatever stupid idea comes along.

Red field

I don’t know what these things mean. I just draw ’em.

Nice line, buddy!

Loving the line quality from this Procreate customized brush I created.

Worn inker bleedy

Planet Nibiru coming out of the depths of space to destroy the world.

From the beach, Scheveningen, The Hague, Netherlands

Our last day we walk up the beach along the North Sea. This is remarkable colour-wise, for drawing on a sunny day outside when the screen is quite hard to see, and you guess at the colour on the palette.

The beach at the North Sea at Wassenaar

Is it really so unusual for a person the have never seen a tide? I thought, as I sat and watched the waves lick farther and farther up the flat that, yes, really, I had never seen a tide before. This was a gentle one. Holidaying children from various parts of Europe played in the shallow wash. I took off my shoes and walked in the North Sea.

At The Kröller Möller

The family has a history no doubt. And if you choose to visit the museum, set aside some travel time, and a good chunk of viewing time. There is a lot to see in this really wonderful collection. Most famously the van Gogh’s, but much much much other stuff you studied in art history, and much wonderful stuff you didn’t study in art history by less well known artists.

I floated through the Van Gogh’s, not unappreciative. But I did stop to see the Redon’s.

And stalled a few people from getting in the best viewing spot in front of this De Chirico. I liked best the space it lives in; an illustration using strong graphic black lines and paint, and the flat, paper-like, engraving-like, surface.

The old man as a young man


Two museums, two really intense museums in one day. So, no, they didn’t hang this cockeyed.
I’m certain there are people who know how to look at things. And no one really objected to me standing in front of this without earphones and an audio guide. I stepped away politely when someone urgently needed a few seconds for a needed photo to help them remember remembering seeing it briefly through an eyepiece some years earlier when they want to recall it. "Oh! I have a picture of that!"
Is there something more real? more actual to stopping for a half an hour, drawing, reproducing, and then seeing this here?