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Turquoise Pencil: May 2012

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Turquoise Pencil: Drawings From My Mind. Saturday, May 5, 2012. In the Dunwoody HBO and Company building, I remember looking across the pine trees in the parking lot at the Darth Vader building in the distance. I remember watching groups of customers on their way to “Hospital 2000” with Dan Labenne or Dan Mowery. Having lunch on the sixth floor in the executive dining room with the CEO. To me, just a skinny guy that looked like a teenager, it was awesome. And I'm very grateful for the opportunity to be a...

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Turquoise Pencil: June 2012

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Turquoise Pencil: Drawings From My Mind. Wednesday, June 6, 2012. Uncle Bill, D-Day June 6, 1944. Uncle Bill on D-Day, June 6th 1944. This is August William (Bill) Diedesch. He was my father's uncle. Shortly after this was taken, he signed up for the reserves. Then his unit was promptly called up to active duty and assigned to General Bradley for the invasion force on June 6th, 1944. Uncle Bill was placed into the 116th Division, 29th regiment. The first men out try to do it but are ripped apart before t...

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Turquoise Pencil: December 2013

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Turquoise Pencil: Drawings From My Mind. Wednesday, December 18, 2013. At the Corner of the Future. On First Avenue in New York city, on a cold and rainy day just before Thanksgiving, I could feel destiny just around the corner. Among the coffee shops and delis, the Christmas tree lots and stores, I sensed a phenomenon, intangible and everywhere, like the floating and twisting fog that darted among the sea of yellow cabs in Manhattan. Walking down First Avenue, my world went from black and white to Kodac...

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Turquoise Pencil: A look through the Arch - at Dred

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Turquoise Pencil: Drawings From My Mind. Sunday, March 15, 2015. A look through the Arch - at Dred. In 1965, the Jefferson National Expansion Memorial, also known as the Gateway Arch, was built in St. Louis, Missouri, along the western shore of the Mississippi river. It was designed to commemorate the Louisiana Purchase, the first civil government west of the Mississippi, and the debate over slavery raised by the Dred Scott case. In practical and political ways, it was also intended to provide jobs.

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Turquoise Pencil: February 2015

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Turquoise Pencil: Drawings From My Mind. Thursday, February 26, 2015. The Power of Secrets. We need to know that the person sitting next to us, sharing that glass of wine, also shares our humanness and vulnerability. That they've shared our dreams and our failures. That they wish what we wish. We need to hear these longings and desires and vision. But sharing these views, learning these things about each other - is so incredibly difficult. Ourselves on Facebook and Pinterest and Instagram. In 1997, Arthu...

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Turquoise Pencil: February 2012

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Turquoise Pencil: Drawings From My Mind. Sunday, February 26, 2012. We're rushing across the edge. Across a typewriter waterfall. In our hands; ghosts. Hollow, shallow; spectral fonts. Small case, large case. Inbox fears, outbox hopes. They're plastic, electronic. A roulette table world. Of spinning urls; reaching, linking. Of reds and blacks. Of ones and zeros. Of gorilla glass soldiers. I need a break. Give me colors and inks, sharpies and pencils. More than a :). Saturday, February 4, 2012. You’...

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Turquoise Pencil: October 2014

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Turquoise Pencil: Drawings From My Mind. Friday, October 31, 2014. Dad's Felt Tip Halloween. This time of the year, I'm thinking of my father. To me, he's still just off on a short trip to Bass Pro shops, looking for fishing lures for one of his grandchildren. Or sneaking off to get something to eat. He'll be back soon, and I'll see him drawing on one of his mat boards or playing his piano. I can't imagine he's really gone. Even though it hangs in no gallery or museum or living room. Three witch sisters,...

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Turquoise Pencil: October 2012

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Turquoise Pencil: Drawings From My Mind. Saturday, October 27, 2012. I'm heading down Chicago's Longwood Drive, looking past the wet leaves sticking to my windshield and watching the last bits of bright gold desperately cling to the windblown Maple branches. The sky is low and heavy and grey. My mind sees it purple. The atmosphere is a book, a fantasy, a painting. Witches are an eclectic mixture of different themes, like the ones written by the Brothers Grimm. And Bed-knobs and Broomsticks. My father ske...

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Turquoise Pencil: October 2013

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Turquoise Pencil: Drawings From My Mind. Thursday, October 31, 2013. A Witch Sister Halloween. On a wet and windy Halloween morning, I'm thinking of my father. In fact, I'm sitting in his studio, on a dunes bluff, looking out among wet leaves and crooked branches of Indiana oak trees. There's a note here on his drafting table, which we've left exactly as we found it. "Gone to bass pro, back soon." The note is on watercolor paper, brushed with test washes of russet, golds, and greens. The three sisters we...