Esperando electrocardiograma. Las paredes son del color de piel. 2 de diciembre, 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, [email protected], sharonfrost.net).

Sharon Frost

Día 271 de Cuarentena. 49 días más de Trump.Hospital Brooklyn Methodist.

(Waiting for my electrocardiograma. The walls are the color of skin.)

5 1/2 x 7 in double page spread; watercolor, ink, whatever, on Stillman and Birn Epsilon Soft cover. #hospitals #brooklyn #brooklynmethodist