Cedar Writes

Category: Art

  • Bibliophilia: Don Camillo

    Bibliophilia: Don Camillo

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      I have to thank Peter Grant for allowing me free rein in his library for this. I think I mystified him when I was trying to explain what I’m trying to achieve with the Bibliophilia posts. However, in the process of trying to sum it up, I realized I’ve been saying the wrong thing…

  • Hey, Look!

    Hey, Look!

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      one of my covers in the wild!  Amie Gibbons has a new series, and she brought me onboard her team to create the cover. I’m pretty pleased with how it came out. The book looks good, too! Hah! You should go check it out on Amazon.  Scorpions of the Deep is Urban Fantasy with…

  • Tricksy Portrait

    Tricksy Portrait

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      The First Reader is not quite sure how to react to Father’s Day. He has no children-of-the-blood, but he has stood in loco parentis to children over the years, and feels like he has been a grandfather to more than a few. Now, with the Junior Mad Scientist and Little Man under his roof,…

  • Daily Art: Vessels and Veins

    Daily Art: Vessels and Veins

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      I’m not going to post the daily art here. I do that over at Instagram. You can follow along there most days. But today’s art is ill-suited to that venue… it’s also ill-suited to this, so if you click on the image you’ll go to a high-res version for all the tricky details. Best…

  • Bibliophilia: Nature’s Craftsmen

    Bibliophilia: Nature’s Craftsmen

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      This is the first book I intend to share as part of this series chronicling my love for books as works of art. There are far greater specimens, I am certain. I do not possess any that are museum quality. Some I bought simply for their beauty, but most are in my collection because…

  • Unfinished

    Unfinished

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      It’s only a leaf. It was only a few moments, in the shade. It was only a short wait. It was only a pen, and paper, and the delicate fernlike leaf of the Daucus carota and inspiration…  And then it was unfinished.  Joyfully.  Abandoned.  In favor of the company of love.  And now it…

  • Lost Places

    Lost Places

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    Wander the lost places, restless to the end.  over the hills to the mountains.  past the mountains to the seas.  there be dragons beyond a’guarding the World’s Edge. 

  • Radio Silence

    Radio Silence

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      Is anybody out there?  Can anybody hear?  We keep calling and calling…   

  • Pretty Pictures

    Pretty Pictures

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      I did a series once on this blog, years ago, that I called Beautiful America. Debating reviving that, but in the meantime I’ve been shooting bugs and country roads this month already.  Now, I am not sure what changed, but recently the blog is refusing to allow me to upload full size photo files.…

  • Inktail, Too!

    Inktail, Too!

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      I am still working on the next Inktail coloring book. I was going at it hammer and tongs earlier this year, but then, well…  So here’s one of the pages, to whet your appetite.   

  • Realm of Imagination

    Realm of Imagination

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      Somewhere, somewhen, there is nothing…  And then there is something.   

  • Pigeon Watching

    Pigeon Watching

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      A week or so ago I made a little piece of art I titled ‘Pigeon Watching’ and then today I read Margaret Ball’s story of coming out of the quarantine. I really think she was channeling O. Henry. You should go read it.