I found this little old sketch lurking around in some corner of my computer. I never posted it, but I really like its simplicity.
A little loose and a lot colorful – I love Kate Spade and I love their Live Colorfully ad campaign – so this is vaguely inspired by a combination of those things. Check out my shop for prints, cases, etc. featuring this springy splash of a sketch.
Today I looked back to just over a year ago, when I posted one of my first fashion illustrations (left.) I scribbled them just for fun, a leftover habit from the teen years when I wanted to be a fashion designer. But after blogging about it, I fell in love with it, and spent the last year drawing and painting almost every day. Looking back and realizing the progress I’ve made in a year has made me excited to see how much I can progress in the years to come! If you do something every single day, you can and will improve, slowly, but vastly. You never know where it will take you! So, if you want to draw, or paint, or whatever – do it! Every day. There’s no shortcut – just do it!
Dior dresses the quintessential lady – and there’s something magical about putting it on a gamine, Audrey Hepburn -like woman that gives it a new charm. Audrey will always be my icon of style, with her way of combining wild elegance with unassuming simplicity in one sweep. I love that this illustration gives a modern Dior look a vintage charm. Combining the modern trends with that mid-century elegance from couture’s golden age is always my style philosophy, and as I try to develop an illustration style that’s all my own, I am looking to mid-century masters like Rene Gruau, whose strong graphic line is one of my favorite illustration techniques, and accentuating the winged eyes and bowed lips of that 50s era, while still drawing modern, fresh clothing.
I never cook. And when I do, I never get it completely right. Despite these unavoidable facts, I really love cooking – left unchecked I could spend the entire day watching Jamie Oliver sizzling up a pan of pasta or The Barefoot Contessa baking away, and left with an empty kitchen I could spend all day systematically massacring a lot of great recipes. Living in a family of four, I am never left in an empty kitchen, hence, my original statement. But a couple times a year I cook, or, bake. This weekend it was Julia Child’s Reine de Saba cake – a delicious almond-chocolate cake with a chocolate ganoche frosting. The thing about Julia Child is that she gives completely detailed instructions for every step of the process- like, how to properly whip an egg white. This is perfect for a perfectionist-slash-clueless-cook like me. But, after smudging chocolate over every imaginable surface, including myself and the walls, I bit into the finished cake and tasted a salt-lick instead of chocolate frosting. Yes, I had, as per my custom, ignored the instructions for “unsalted butter” and used salted butter in the frosting. The cake itself was delicious (with the frosting scraped off.) I proceeded to eat half of it myself.
But when Julia Child says unsalted butter, use unsalted butter.
Last night I spied this outfit Instagrammed by Blair Eadie…so of course, I stayed up and sketched gingham skirts into the night, bleary-eyed, with “Hello Dolly” playing in the background.
Consequently the lyric, “We’ve got elegance, if we ‘aint got elegance we could never ever carry, it off” is playing incessantly in my head, and actually, describes Miss Eadie’s whole baseball-cap-with-gingham thing to a T.
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Imagine my excitement this morning when I checked my daily illustration read, PAPERFASHION, and found my very own illustration featured among a crop of amazingly talented artists in this morning’s post.
Be sure to check the full post on her website, you’ll be inspired as I was by the simply beautiful illustrations of the featured artists (and then stick around and browse through the endless treasure-trove of Katie Rodgers’s own work.)
While I wistfully sketch ladies wearing mint-green scalloped shorts, the sunshine outside my window really only belies the comparatively Narnian-level temps, forcing me into cold weather clothing even as I stubbornly buy spring-weight sweaters and tees to wear underneath the black sleeping-bag-like mass that is my North Face parka. No really, it’s actually a sleeping bag with arms, a sleeping-bag-snuggie.
As usual, my illustrated girls are far more fashionably shrewd, choosing shearling and shades over my Michelin-man-parka-with-Nikes solution.
“IT is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.
However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters.”