colored pencil & pen, monrovia 1996
I started drawing these swirls. And then I went nuts drawing swirls. I must have drawn 50 of these swirl drawings. I drew them at work and at home. On my napkin at the restaurant. It was all I wanted to do. One day a friend came to my place. When she saw I was drawing another swirl drawing she made this sound of exacerbation and said, "Pat! what's going on?"
Tbh I felt a little embarassed. So I moved on to drawing squares...
I still have a bunch of those swirl drawings.
I really like this one.
detail
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FRED LOCKS & the CREATION STEPPERS
colored pencil, calbayog city, 2025
I've got five layers on this drawing. Im amazed the paper is holding up.
Thank you Arches paper & Prisma pencils.
Don't let Babylon use you
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Blaze Foley - If I could only fly
black sharpie on paper
Monrovia 1996
Almost felt you touching me just now Wish I knew which way to turn and go Feel so good, then I feel so bad Wonder what I ought to do
If I could only fly, if I could only fly I'd bid this place goodbye and come and be with you But I can hardly stand, I got no where to run Another sinking sun, one more lonely night
- Blaze Foley
Black sharpie and colored pencil
Westwood 1985
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Utah Desert
colored pencil on paper
Los Angeles 2014
When I was a young boy in the 1950s we lived in Utah for a while. I was maybe six or seven. We, my friends and I, would go for long walks through the beautiful high plains desert. In the distance we would here the deep booms of atomic bombs being tested across the mountains in Nevada. No shit. What a memory.
Even with the bombs though, the American Southwest was so beautiful. I miss it dearly.
Fast forward sixty five years. I now live on a small island in the Philippines. On the other side of the earth. Hiding.
In the distance I can hear roosters crowing and dogs barking.
So strange.
Philippine Sea
colored pencil on paper
Los Angeles 2014
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colored pencil, Monrovia, 1997
This morning Sean, my nine year old son asked me,
"Dad, what's more believable, a unicorn or a jellyfish?"
My son's gone to school now but I'm still mulling that one over.
Here's a couple of older drawings.
Happy Friday.
still life
pencil drawing, Hollywood, 2017
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We are all part of the fabric of space and time.
pen drawing on board
Rosemead 2011
colored pencil, calbayog city, 2025
Sean, my nine year old son, told me he wanted a drawing that was just blue, so I'm drawing this. I've used four different blue pencils so far, but hear me out. As I worked the pigments with alcohol, I could see that the darker blue was bleeding off some purple, which was lovely. So I went back to my pencil box and found a lavender pencil, which is not exactly blue, but it made the drawing look just like the ocean off the coast here which is way cool.
Sean likes it, so far, so..
I'm going to add more. I think. But I seriously love these colors.
Brian Wilson - The Lonely Sea
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R.E.M. -Losing My Religion
I freaking love this song.
Life is bigger
pencil drawing
Calbayog City 2024
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Lather - Jefferson Airplane
Black sharpie on paper
Hollywood 2018
I have this idea for a science fiction story.
In the story during an unborn child's nine months in the womb, the child's entire life is slowly played out for them like in a movie so that by the time they are born they know everything that is going happen to them in their life.
In the story then when the mother is about to give birth, the unborn child faces the opening cervix and looks out to their inevitable future with dread.
Being born then wipes away all memory of this.
But each person then leads their lives with the uneasy feeling that everything is a forgone conclusion.
Second thoughts
Black sharpie on paper
Hollywood 2018
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colored pencil, calbayog city, 2025
A new one. This time red, lavender and pink.
The pink bleeds off yellow when I rub it with alcohol. Strange. Another mystery for me to ponder.
I wake up early each morning and draw to the sounds of roosters crowing.
I draw, in solitude, drunk on colors and black coffee.
It's summertime here so the kids are on break. After everyone wakes up we go down to the beach and hang out.
Hermanos Gutierez - Esparanza
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We fall astray when we deny nature. 74. Living on a small island in the Philippines.
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