frank and bertha

Someday, long after I'm dead, I'll be a famous artist, and people will have portraits of my obscure relatives on their walls...

momma's mama

Alia and I gave our daughter, Annelise, my Grandmother’s maiden name for a middle name. My Aunt Dianne then put together a beautiful photo album of some historical family photos to give Annelise a little insight into her namesake.
This photo is one of my favourites from that album. My Aunt Dianne is on the right, and my mom is seated in my Grandmother’s lap. Uncle Buck, the Air Force pilot, was still yet to be born at the time this picture was taken.
This was my gift to mom for Mother’s Day, even if it was a few days late.

micron convert

Some friends gave me a micron pen for my birthday. I'm impressed with their line quality and waterproof-ness. Now, if only micron pens were refillable.

big daddy warbucks

Here's a rough study of some relatives of mine. I *think* the girl is my great-grandmother on my mom's dad's side.
I wish I knew for sure. My granddad gathered all of these images. I wish I could ask him about the particulars, but technically I'm not even supposed to have these until either he dies or my mom does (I'm not too sure on the particulars of that bit, either.)

a mildly surreal crafternoon

I took the source image from either Alice's flickr or facebook page.
I don't remember exactly which.

there and them

This was taken at nw 14th and pettygrove
across from cash 'n carry.
I love drawing the centennial mills water tower.
These people are somehow related to me. I think they are my great-great grandparents on my mom's dad's dad's side. Their faces got a little wonky. His face slid off his head, and she's got the gout -- and a belly-ache, apparently.

thirty-eight, or thirty-one redux

Since I was sick last time,
I thought I'd redo this one of my great-granddad.
Alia says he looks a lot like my brother, Matt.
I think she's right, and I think I figured out where Matt got his nose.