Day Books, the art-as-life of Sharon Frost, one page after another.

Todavía, Todos los fuegos al fuego, Che. 19 Mayo, 2012. (Still All Fires the Fire, Che)

8 1/4 x 10 in. double-page Moleskine cahier spread; watercolor, ink, guoache, whatever, on paper.

4th Avenue, Brooklyn. And Cortázar on Kindle. 

The interactive Spanish-English dictionary makes me feel like I really am reading and I guess I am.  Words like pantanos (bogs) and barro (mud) are accessible and you're tramping with Che and his asthma in the swamp  (ciénaga).

Leyendo Cortázar: la linea F es más cómoda que la autopista al sur. 11 mayo, 2012.

(Reading Cortázar: the F train is more comfortable than the Southern Thruway.) Julio Cortázar's short story about being stuck in a traffic jam on the Southern Thruway in France is queasily magical.

6 x 8 in.; watercolor, ink, whatever, on Stillman & Birn paper.

La enfermidad de los sanos. 28 abríl, 2012. (The sickness of the healthy)

6 x 8 in.; watercolor, ink, whatever, on Stillman & Birn paper.

(The sickness of the well.)

La burbuja temporal. 27 abríl, 2012.

8 1/4 x 10 in. double-page  Moleskine cahier spread; watercolor, ink, whatever, on paper.

(The time bubble on the F train.))

Con más o menos duda en la linea F. 16 Marzo, 2012. (With more or less doubt, on the F train.)

(It's possible that the Subjunctive might be a fiction.)

7 x 14 in. double-page spread; watercolor, ink, whatever, on Stonehenge paper.

El camino al español es duro por el subte (linea F). 24 febrero, 2012. (The road to Spanish is hard on the subway.)

8 x 10 in. double-page Moleskine cahier spread; ink, watercolor, whatever on paper.

(It's winter and finally it's turned cold -- it's almost March.)

El lenguaje del Túnel: rumiando sobre un día execrable. 17 febrero, 2012. (The language of the Tunnel: ruminating on an execrable day.)

7 x 14 in. double-page spread; watercolor, ink, whatever, on Stonehenge paper.

 

The monologue is a little extreme for the subway.

 

Once again, I find myself in my post-Spanish class daze, on the F train. (Otra vez, me ecuentro en un aturdido de posclase de español.)

Después de la clase de español: el subte: linea F: de ay!! que. 10 febrero, 2012. (After Spanish class: the subway: the F train.)

7 x 14 in. double-page spread; watercolor, ink, whatever, on Stonehenge paper.

En el Túnel: F y M, los trenes a español. 27 enero, 2012. (In the Tunnel: F and M, the trains to Spanish)

7 x 14 in. double-page spread; watercolor, ink, whatever, on Stonehenge paper.

(Round trip -- it's a long trip to a language.)

 

Somehow it makes sense to write in Spanish when I'm on my way to and from Spanish class -- and I like to do the same in Spanish-speaking places, and while reading in Spanish, and while thinking Spanish thoughts.

Dibujando con Giacometti otra vez y, bueno, un autorretrato también. 22-23 enero, 2012. (Drawing with Giacometti again y a self portrait too.)

7 x 14 in. double-page spread; watercolor, ink, whatever [collage] on Stonehenge paper.

I found these sketches in a notebook -- they took me back to November in Málaga and the Giacometti exhibition at the Picasso Museum.

There was a film crew in the way and I began to sketch from the paintings and drawings partly to overcome my irritation (and besides photography was prohibited).

And then there was the film -- with Giacometti painting -- a portrait.