Back when I had a flip phone, I used a fuji finepix digital point and shoot to capture snapshots. It was definitely a much clunkier process than the brilliant iphone. Buried on my desktop were pictures from maybe eight years ago. It’s interesting to see what random things I took pictures of, and what I found inspiring and still do: flowers, textures, patterns, shadows.
A pigeon in Italy. One of my few travels abroad. I dearly wish I could do more traveling.
The patina on this diner/storefront somewhere in DC. I don’t even remember where this is or if I have even been inside.
Brick pattern in Italy:
Wall texture and water stains in Italy:
Martin Puryear’s spackle? and nail holes texture on plywood:
from one of the best arts exhibits I’ve ever seen. His sculptures at the National Gallery of Art. I wish Portland had a museum of the same caliber.
I’m sure I thought I was being so surreptitious in taking this picture from some exhibit, possibly the National Gallery of Art. Does anyone know who did this watercolor?
Ink stains. Maybe a Rauschenberg? I really have no idea.
Bright colors in what to me looks like part of Matisse?
I used to use my point and shoot to take visual notes even from books and magazines. This was before Pinterest. Look at this divine Giacometti drawing.
Pavement crack patterns near Van Ness in DC:
The most bizarre marbled pattern on this fabric chair. And what is that plant in the sea of green it’s sitting in?
I love watercolor washes. Probably since I used to make my ballpoint pen ink bleed.