From my recent sketches, a few little signposts of urban lives and spaces.
There are many fire hydrants in my neighborhood, even one just across the street from me. But my favorite one is a few blocks away. Crusty, peeling and almost overrun by the succulents that grow around it. I love the collection of textures.
Private Property. No Trespassing. The sign and orange plastic fencing separate me from a beautiful field of mustard in bloom. And pretty as the mustard is, that’s not what catches my eye.
New signs for new times. Special parking spots at the grocery store for when you order online and pickup. I drive up to this spot, call the number on the sign, open the trunk of my car and sketch while I wait for my groceries to be brought outside and loaded in my trunk.
Beautiful stuff is everywhere around you if you look beyond accepted standards. The things that catch my eye, I stop and sketch. And just the act of connection and observation for that period of time means I see a beauty in them that I would never see without the pause.