GRIZZLY PEAR

written snapshots

Category: Artifacts

  • Elephant-elephant got a haircut.


    I discovered a pile of blue fuzz.

    And his new red scissors.

    She wept.


    ䷔䷲


    bite through
    wood shackles
    no regrowth
    cerulean ears

  • Imperfections and All

    I quit drawing twenty years ago because of the anxiety about the fidelity between the image and reality.

    I would feel a panic attack in my throat when the image went off script and I knew I wasn’t going to spend the hours to make it perfect.

    A few years ago I had accepted the hard fact that I would never draw again, like I will never take the time become literate in Chinese.

    Last November, I started sketching again because I wanted to see more drawings on Post and Tara Trudel encouraged us to share our work.

    It became a drawing habit by quietly following the 30 day challenge on Wendy MacNaughton’s Substack.

    Now I’m drawing cause I enjoy it.

    I know I’ve hit the flow when a deep breath exhales from my lungs. These 10 minute hand sketches have become a daily meditation.

    They’re not perfect. They’re not even great (look at the all amazing hands on Pinterest!) But they’re mine and I’m an indulgent judge when I’m not worried about what other people might think.

    Like my kids, I’ve learned to proudly marvel at the stuff that comes from my own hand. Imperfections and all.

    2023

  • Quisling quails queried Qoholet for a quetzal quintet quoting Queen.

    An outline handsketch of a hand shaping the ASL American manual letter “Q”, in red ink on a yellow spiral bound steno notebook.

    We spent the a day at the New Children’s Museum in San Diego, filled with cool installation pieces. The highlight is Whammock! by Toshiko Horiuchi MacAdam.

    Last time we went was before the pandemic, when the boy was 18 months old. He’s now her age then. He took to this piece like a fish in water. Life took a long pause but kept moving regardless.

  • Twice in two days, the floor was swept, vacuumed, inspected, swept, vacuumed, and mopped.

    he messed around
    on and off
    run around
    knock the bowl of the table

    rice and corian
    everywhere
    mama yelling
    boy crying

    no snacks for a week!
    sister got her popsicle
    he announced
    我今天要一个popsicle或者看姐姐有一个popsicle!
    (Today, I wanted a popsicle, or watch sister have a popsicle!)

    grandma
    cooking lunch,
    watching a drama,
    charging the ipad

    the long cord swept
    a salt shaker
    off the counter
    no snacks for grandma!

    ䷮䷁

    sluggish suffocation
    golden carriage
    stingy stop

  • Petulant penguins peevishly pecked penitent pecans pleading penury.

    An outline handsketch of a hand shaping the ASL American manual letter “P”, in red ink on a yellow spiral bound steno notebook.

    A few weeks ago, I got into a conversation about zines and d.w. sent me a couple! I printed out the emails with the kids to make the books.

    A single sheet of paper, a few folds, one cut, and voila! an eight page book.

    The kids delayed dinner so they could color their new zines.

  • A few hours later, an empty blue pouch showed up in the playroom.

    He noticed a blue pouch in the medicine cabinet.
    “hey! that’s our old blue bag.”

    I grabbed it.
    “what’s in the bag!?”

    I giggled.
    “what’s in it?“

    I ran to the kitchen.
    “They want to see what’s in the pouch!”

    they gave chase!
    “give us the bag!”

    Mama calmly said,
    “That’s daddy’s medicine, put the pouch away.”

    they asked,
    “what’s in the bag?”

    “There’s nothing to see.”
    (it’s why there’s only two of them)

    ䷒䷵

    earth arrive
    lake approach
    spring award

  • Openly oligaristic orangutans opposed opportunistic ornamented octopi.

    An outline handsketch of a hand shaping the ASL American manual letter “O”, in red ink on a yellow spiral bound steno notebook.

    Last week, we got a wooden mannequin at Ikea.
    He lay straight in a plastic tube.
    The kids called him RIP Mr. Little Wooden Guy.

    Mama took him out of the cylindrical coffin.
    He’s a stiff little fellow; his hips don’t rotate.
    The kids danced with him around the house.

    I bought someone to draw.
    A figure who wouldn’t run away.
    The kids gave him a little headband.

    But I wanted someone who can do a full range of poses.
    A mannequin who could do the Eight Brocades.
    The kids hinted that Mr. Little Wooden Guy would love to have a friend.

  • Broken rows of trees lined yesterday’s fancy avenue in small concrete masonry alcoves along the sidewalks.


    FLASH

    fffwt
    hood
    fffwt
    dash
    fffwt
    eyes
    fffwt
    head

    FLASH

    fffwt
    scruffy
    fffwt
    pines
    fffwt
    syncopate
    fffwt
    Rainbow

    FLASH

    ䷲䷁

    shock and mud

  • Nosy nabobs needlessly nattered nasty negatives about Nana’s nasturtium necklace.

    An outline handsketch of a hand shaping the ASL American manual letter “N”, in red ink on a yellow spiral bound steno notebook.

    The boy’s craft table had a ribbon of markers in holders of toilet paper rolls. Mama glued them together in groups of four and six. It’s a nice modular system that the kids decorated with markers.

  • At some point, clothing optional won’t be so cute.

    he ran into the kitchen without underwear
    Mama told me to grab one from the dryer

    he ran to the laundry
    Mama told me to watch him

    Make sure he doesn’t pull out all the clothes!
    M-A-M-A 我每天是 careful 的!

    (M-A-M-A I’m careful every day!)

    ䷱䷠

    yellow ears
    gold handles
    happy tripod