I spent the day Saturday at my son’s High School gym at a “Holiday Bazaar.” I was selling books!
It was rainy and icky out, and attendance was fairly sparse. Yet, I had the best time meeting those who did brave the weather, as well as going around and chatting with all the other vendors.
I also had ample time to draw! This deer is a collaboration with Liam, who visited twice. I gave him the pencil, and together we sort of “stabbed” the paper in between eraser trips to the mouth. Then I “finished” what he started.
Have a great week!
Love the drawings.
The deer would make a wonderful card for Christmas
these are wonderful, a joy to see
so fun that you can make art when things are going slow~
Your drawings are so unique, Carla!
you teach us how fill our time creatively & learn new skills like drawing with a casted hand, btw…cast is now purple! grandchildren want to put stickers on it. your pictures always tell their stories through their eyes,,,,a special gift you have. sorry for the funky typing,,,,two finger script. boths new book are wonderful. thank you…happy and blessed t-giving. mary ann san antonio,
Love the drawings too. Now, I have a question and I might be off on this. If my memory serves me correctly, you said you had a degree in history and on your previous blog, you mentioned that you were an art director for a magazine for a while. I was just wondering how you ended up as a director, to writer and of course artist?
Yes, my career has been a long and winding road!
I majored in history, thinking about a law career. Worked for two years as a legal assistant. Absolutely hated the environment, so I switched careers at 25 and became an editor for a small publishing company.
During that time I dabbled with desktop publishing, and when I moved from California to Illinois to marry at age 29, I switched careers again and got a job as a design assistant at a book publisher.
2.5 years later I switched jobs (lateral move) to assistant designer for the magazine (called “Christianity Today”), but then my boss left his job six months later. By that time I was 32 and, even though I wasn’t technically qualified to be an art director, I applied anyway because I felt I could do the job. They gave me a six-month trial period and I “passed.” I did that for over three more years, then quit to “give art a try.”
Then I did all kinds of things related to being an artist, including teaching, and found I really loved it! And then the writing of the books happened (but I can see now how everything fit beautifully together experience-wise for what I do now!).
I love your drawings. Liam is adorable!