It turns out that the ice storm I was so excited about on the 23rd was merely the tip the iceberg. Frozen ground covered in sleet and a bout of wintry weather set the stage for another storm to move through yesterday on the 25th. That storm (the Weather Channel called it Remus) would be the most intense snowstorm that this little subtropical Southern city has seen in well over a decade. The last time I recall such a storm was circa 2000, and the brunt of the snowfall occurred at night. This time, the ground was primed to accumulate and the storm set up to dump some heavy snow all day long. The problem with snow in Shreveport is that flurries aren’t terribly uncommon: it’s accumulation, heavy and consistent snowfall that never happens (or at least takes a decade to happen again). Welp, now it’s over, and I’ll be 40 (and hopefully long-gone from this city) before it snows here again.
Just sharing some bits from the sketchbooks: I finished that watercolor scenery and the broken moon. The story’s humans are modern but tribal and unique in their culture which possesses some odd technologies. If I’m going to be making this stuff up, I need to have a better grasp on Earth’s own tribes, so I have begun the long journey of sketching tribespeople of all kinds and their homes as well as anything else that might help: old bridges, landscapes, clothing, et cetera.
Some other random doodles include women’s faces and a wee limited palette study of a photo for bridge and architectural practice which I desperately need.
Two lovely postcards from Rita in Hong Kong greeted me upon my return from Florida this monday! The bird stamps were just the tip of the iceberg; she also included some super cute doodles and creative lettering.
Unfortunately, I was sick during a large part of my trip. Despite this, I still enjoyed the beaches, explored the bike trails and watched the tiny “bean clams” dig themselves into the sand. I didn’t journal much, but I did send out some postcards.
Between waiting for replies and for my Postcrossing cards to arrive, I’ve been working on this sea themed painting for dear Léo. Due to some vacation stuff, I’ve been holding her parcel and will send it at the end of this week, so I figured that was a perfect window to create a piece for her. I felt that her parcel needed something else anyways. It’s still incomplete and will require several more layers underwater and in the sky. The blank white space on the left will be a school of shimmering fish, and I’m not finished with the octopus either.
Here this floating island is being dragged along by a giant octopus. Two neat details are the lenticular cloud with a trail—something I imagine might form if mountains cloud be dragged like so—and a tsunami.
Though small, this is the first serious painting I’ve undertaken in years, and I’m quite pleased with how it is turning out.
Happymail days are the absolute best days! I received a gorgeous letter from Helga decorated in some of the most inventive ways I’ve ever seen anyone use washi tape. I love photography, and she sent be some gorgeous photos of her home as well as home made stickers and an unpictured painting that I’ve already hung on my wall! She also graciously included a sampling of Swedish coffee and teas as well as some chocolates—I’m being spoiled!
Second in the mail today, Léo (I have been calling her Elé when apparently Léo is her real nickname—silly me) sent me an amazing shaped postcard and some stamps. It is the first shaped card for my collection which is still very small. My stamp collection is also small, but I’ve always longed for owl stamps. I’m so happy to finally have two! A friend on Instagram told me that the caribou stamp from Newfoundland was issued in 1932 before it joined Canada. I’m also very fond of architectural stamps that depict buildings and cities as well as landscapes.
If anyone would like to exchange postcards and stamps, I’m always open to direct swaps! Please email me at kogoeruyoru(at)gmail(dot)com or direct message me on Instagram: @kogoeruyoru! ❤
The marine layer lays close to the seeping city as the sun struggles to rise.
This morning, the marine layer was being overseen by a mid-level stratus deck, remnants from the rains that moved through yesterday.