Random little things
Posted: May 27th, 2011 | Author: Tammy | Filed under: Uncategorized | 2 Comments »Just mess’n around.
“E” is for…
Posted: March 7th, 2011 | Author: Erin | Filed under: inspiration | 2 Comments »
Alphabet page for preggers friend
What I ate today (or so it seemed)
Posted: March 7th, 2011 | Author: Erin | Filed under: 013 - life's little mysteries, inspiration | No Comments »
Happy Hand Turkey Day
Posted: November 23rd, 2010 | Author: Tammy | Filed under: Uncategorized | 1 Comment »
Veronica and Tammy – very busy at work today.
Taking a watercolor class
Posted: October 28th, 2010 | Author: Tammy | Filed under: Uncategorized | No Comments »Inspired by all of you guys and your crazy good skillz, I signed up for a watercolor class at 3rd ward. This is my first ever attempt at a portrait (of one of my classmates – Jessica). And while her mouth is a bit high up I’m at least pleased she looks like a real human person.
first ever portrait
Illustration Inspiration
Posted: September 22nd, 2010 | Author: mattmatt | Filed under: inspiration | 1 Comment »Christine Hale’s drawings are perfect!!
Beautiful! Save Atlantis for last
Posted: September 16th, 2010 | Author: mattmatt | Filed under: inspiration, type | 1 Comment »
NY Dream Sketch – By Travis
Posted: September 3rd, 2010 | Author: travis | Filed under: Uncategorized | No Comments »
My first memory – mike and the swamp monster
Posted: July 24th, 2010 | Author: Tammy | Filed under: 014 - First Memory | No Comments »
When I was around 2 or 3 we lived in a house with a big hill in the backyard. My older brother Mike would go down the hill, disappearing behind the thick line of trees. We called the bottom of the hill “the swamp.” Too frightened to go down to the swamp myself I would sit patiently at the top of the hill waiting for Mike to return. Inevitably I would soon hear his howls and screams for help. “Help! Help! The swamp monster has got me!”. Unable to see through the trees, I could only imagine the danger he was in. I would fret and cry and scream back – “Mike! Mike” Are you ok?” I am sure this was generally followed by me running to get my parents to help Mike escape the swamp monster.