These exquisite corpses we made at dinner gave me the idea to write about my favorite drawing game.
Small things get big, big things get small

In my letter, “On working bigger (or not),” I shared some notes on scale, reduction, and enlargement, including an old theory I have about the web:
Online, big work gets smaller, while smaller work stays the same or gets bigger.

You can use this to your advantage. For most of my career, I have worked essentially in miniature, with almost every image I create happening in a small sketchbook or a page no bigger than a piece of typing paper.
It occurred to me very early on that if you take a little sketchbook doodle, scan it, and put it up on your blog, you essentially don’t lose anything in the transmission. (Unlike, say, looking at a tiny reproduction of Raphael’s School of Athens in an art history textbook or something.)
Read more here.
Succulents
I have been drawing succulents. As I explain in my letter, “For no good reason”:
I continue to wear down my new Caran d’Ache pastels. Right now I’m drawing succulents that I see on my morning walks onto old sheet music and pages from thrifted books. I’m not sure what I’m doing or why I’m doing it or what I’m going to do with these drawings. “It’s a good way to do stuff,” Ralph Steadman says. “For no good reason.”
Not included in that letter is my attempt at a much larger drawing:

Drawing color blind

I’ve been experimenting with color drawings in the studio using fancy crayons on top of block printing ink.
Here are items #1 and #2 from Friday’s letter, “Somebody needs to know the time”:
1. I did a lot of design work on the next book this week, a lot of it constrained by what you can do in black and white on a 6″x6″ page. To take a break from greyscale, I’ve been doing a bunch of color drawings in the studio on old pages of sheet music. I’m using a set of Caran d’Ache Classic Neocolor II Water-Soluble Pastels I picked up after learning about them from Tom Sachs. (I may splurge on the big set when these are used up!)
2. Walt Disney said he thought Mary Blair must be colorblind because she came up with such amazing color combinations. I’m red-green colorblind, and most of my life I’ve been scared or confused by color. (My collage work and my block printshave helped me loosen up a bit.) I’m in awe of people who can really do color, and part of my urge to use color this week came from reading cartoonist Tara Booth’s Processing: 100 Comics That Got Me Through It. Booth’s formally trained (and her grandparents are watercolor artists!) but her use of color is just so free and unexpected, it makes you want to join along in the fun. Check her out on Instagram: @tarabooth.

And from Tuesday’s letter, “Your hobby looks exhausting!”
Here are some drawings that showed up in the studio this weekend — they came because I wondered, What if I drew over roller-ed block ink instead of printing over it?
This happens a lot: If I mess around long enough on a creative hobby or side project, pretty soon a body of work starts to show up. I wonder what the heck I’m going to do with it. But the best way to keep it going, for me, is to not jump at answering that question right away, to keep it looking silly and pointless — even to myself! — for as long as I can, so the pieces keep stacking up.
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Joan Baez on drawing

Some advice on the art of imperfection, courtesy of Joan Baez:
If I really don’t like what’s happening, I drop the drawing in the swimming pool. If I’ve gotten too precise about it, the imperfection brings it to life. One of my friends said, “Tell me just one thing that will last. Make as many mistakes as you can.” When you’re trying to make it perfect, trying to make it exactly what you want it to be, then it’s time to drop it into the pool.
That comes from Amanda Petrusich’s recent interview with the singer-songwriter about her new book, Am I Pretty When I Fly? An Album of Upside Down Drawings.
In the introduction to the book Baez writes about her life of drawing, how she “hated school” and “drew my way through the torture.”
In her seventies, Baez started painting more and making collages. Decades ago, she says, she arrived “by chance” at making drawings upside down.
Somewhere in my teenage years, probably out of boredom, I taught myself how to write backwards, starting with EINAOJ ZEAB, my new name. I worked my way through the Greek alphabet: AHPLA ATEB, AMMAG, ATLED, and so on. I still write backwards as a form of therapy when I need to get to the root of a blockage or calm the buzzing heat of a panic attack. It’s as though the appropriate wires cross my brain when I write backwards, which allows information otherwise unavailable to surface.
Later, I began drawing with my left hand instead of my right. Like writing backwards, using my nondominant hand opened a different compartment in my brain. I discovered the results were less restrained and more fluid, and therefore more interesting to me.
She then writes about discovering the “tightrope-walk thrill” of blind contour drawing.

Here’s how she describes her upside-down process:
I start moving my pen or pencil around upside down on the paper — napkin, tablecloth, scrap — as thought the drawing is being made for someone sitting opposite me at the table. Sometimes I have an idea of what I want to draw, but often I just let the pen or pencil start swooping around the page. Once I start to see what’s developing, I begin embellishing, often adding randomly the human form, a floating fish, a flower.
Eventually, I turn the drawing right-side up and see if it needs anything to make it feel complete, in which case I reverse it again and add bits and pieces.
Back right-side up again and the real magic happens: I listen for what the drawing says to me. When a phrase (usually a pun) comes to my mind and resonates, I turn the paper one more time and write the phrase upside down.
Reading all this, I began thinking about Leonardo’s Brain, how he was left-handed, but also ambidextrous, and practiced mirror writing — and how for right-handed people, the left hemisphere controls the right hand, but the right hemisphere controls the left hand.
Baez says she knows there is a neurological explanation for her method, but she says she’s not interested in that. “We don’t need an explanation for every damn thing,” she writes. “There’s a lot to be said for letting go and doing something simply because it feels right… Why tamper with magic?”
Related reading: “Turn it upside down”
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