Pencil Sharpener Revolution: Introducing Henry

I've been using colored pencils and sharpening them with various sharpeners. (A search on this blog shows that I mentioned my favorite sharpeners several times). And I am sure you know that graphite pencils and color pencils need slightly different approaches to sharpening. 
But recently I realized that if I need to sharpen a bunch pf pencils at the same time, the strain on my wrist is getting to a point of concern. Granted, this is a reason to work on my wrist strength - but on the other hand, having a backup that sharpens various thicknesses of color pencils well and does not send me to the icepack is a sensible parallel solution. Hence - recent purchase - introducing Henry the Pencil Sharpener. 
p.s. I am aware that my pencils might live longer if I skip the electric sharpener, but part of that long life comes from the fact that I would use them less, and my goal is to use them more - and enjoy it. 


Peony Season

I am hoping to find another bouquet of peonies (dare I hope for some late bloomers at Trader Joe's??) but the one I got this year yielded a bunch of sketches:




Drawing Pottery Made By Others and Making Holes in My Sketchbook

I've been sharing my own pottery experiments, but here are some sketches that I made with a very lovely shaped vase and a perfect little bowl - they have a similar color scheme, and I've been enjoying putting them into my still lifes when there is space on my table. I gift all pieces that I make - but these stay with me :) Both of these are sketchbook paintings created mainly with gouache, but also with many little experimental materials - so much that there were some holes in the paper, and I was repairing pages with tape. 






Little Walks That Make Me Happy

Just a few little sketches from little walks here and there:




As California Hills Turn in Summer

California spring is spectacular but quick to pass. What comes after is not less spectacular but much slower changing: the colors grow in complexity and texture, the heat becomes hard to survive, the sounds of insects get louder, birds are quieter, and fragrances envelop you as you walk. This was probably my first summer outing to sketch, and I enjoyed my gouache adventures and great company immensely!