Couple of San Francisco Sketches

Last week, Chris and I took a trip to San Francisco. We had an amazing time! I'm so grateful for all of the people who took time from their busy schedules to show us around. In addition to traipsing about the city, we went to the Walt Disney Family Museum and got to take tours of Dreamworks PDI and Pixar--both studios were amazing. Huge thanks to Jesse Carlson, Melanie Cordan, and Aaron Hartline for being so generous and allowing us to see the studios. You guys are awesome!


We met up with Jesse the weekend we arrived. He was kind enough to take us around the city. On Saturday night, we crossed paths with this fellow, who offered us sagely advice:




And here is an illustration of some girls traveling by bus:

Bennett Halverson

Here is an illustration I did of Bennett Halverson from Joss Whedon's short-lived Dollhouse. If you aren't familiar with the character--Summer Glau as an introverted mad-scientist with a Dr. Strangelove hand.

More Zoo Drawings

I went to the LA zoo Sunday afternoon. I didn't get a ton of drawing done, but here are a couple of sketches from the day:


A couple of gerenuks at the animal care center (brush pen and marker)


And a bongo resting along the wall of its enclosure. (Gel pen + watercolor)

Cooking!

Phooey. I was trying to be a diligent little blogger and I have faaailed.

Anyway, today's topic--cooking. I love cooking! I'm not great at it, but I really enjoy doing it. Unfortunately, we had to get the batteries for our smoke detector replaced a few months ago and since then, cooking has been something of a challenge for my roommate and me. Though the smoke detector is down the hallway and away from the kitchen, the damn thing screeches up a frenzy almost every time anyone uses the stove, oven, or worst of all the stove AND oven. I'm somewhat tall for a girl, but I'm not casually-reach-up-and-touch-the-ceiling tall. This means that anytime the deafening alarm sounds, I have to grab a chair and scramble down the hallway as fast as I can. I have, more than once, sprinted down the hallway without a chair due to my panic, and had to hop around like an idiot until I managed to turn the thing off.

This has turned me into a very paranoid cook. Sam (dear friend/roomie) has this thin and flexy cutting board that I use to fan the hot air away from the hallway when I saute things over the stove. It actually works! Unfortunately, this is how deranged I look every time I cook: