kayaks ✍ angela shetler
Kayaks of thought, bits of inspiration, and randomness for the sake of being random. www.angelashetler.com
Posts tagged "writing"
We can’t focus so much on technology that we forget the web is often, and quite gloriously, a transaction between reader and writer.
I go into class and talk to students about how to think, sketch, and develop their work. I can’t go home and bullshit my way through a project after that. It makes me realize how important the process is.
A largely self-taught illustrator, Mr. Sendak was at his finest a shtetl Blake, portraying a luminous world, at once lovely and dreadful, suspended between wakefulness and dreaming. In so doing, he was able to convey both the propulsive abandon and the pervasive melancholy of children’s interior lives. His visual style could range from intricately crosshatched scenes that recalled 19th-century prints to airy watercolors reminiscent of Chagall to bold, bulbous figures inspired by the comic books he loved all his life, with outsize feet that the page could scarcely contain. He never did learn to draw feet, he often said.
Writers—especially the great ones—mostly sit at desks feeling rotten, struggling to write crumpled sentences that they can smooth into something acceptable.
Photo: draft of Marcel Proust’s Remembrance of Things Past (via Crappy First Drafts of Great Books)
One of those days when my fingers ache from forcing words out, my coffee cup grows cold, half empty and forgotten, and I look up to see a bird on the ledge of a balcony across the way and then it’s free falling, down down down, swooping gracefully just before running out of sky.
