El subte me da miedo en Tiempo de Coronavirus. 6 de noviembre, 2020.

When I started blogging my drawings I was working in small bound books (Moleskines), one drawing a day: bound drawings that somehow maintained a daily narrative, inseparable from their collective physical context. As time went on, the drawings became more complex and more enmeshed in an on-going thought process. They start one day and finish whenever they finish and I work in several sketchbooks at the same time, of various sizes. And the pages are now removable.

I work with internal (anatomy, a continuing fascination) and external (flux of experience and environment). And, over the last 10 years I’ve been experimenting with in-image captions, more and more in Spanish.

(Drawings are pencil, ink, watercolor, whatever on paper: various sketchbooks, going one book to the next. And the pages are now removable. All art copyright Sharon Frost, sharon.frost@gmail.com, sharonfrost.net).

Sharon Frost

La línea F al cardiólogo en Brooklyn.

(The subway scares me in the Age of Coronavirus. To the cardiologist on the F train in Brooklyn.)

3 1/2 x 5 in double page spread; watercolor, ink, whatever, on Stillman and Birn Epsilon soft cover.

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