Painstagram no. 6

Watercolor / Original

Paintstagram no. 5

Watercolor / Original

Not too long ago, I was graced with a mini spring break. I didn’t leave San Francisco for it. It turns out I wanted to spend it in a sketchbook. Obtained a brush pen, visited the Mary Blair exhibited, drank more coffee!

Instagram is better updated for these adventures, :)

Sketchnotes of fellow speaker Carol Ann from Thoughtbot Taco Tuesdays last night!

My good friend Sunny gifted me a Pencil tonight! So, what did I spend 2 hours doing? A redux of my most popular old drawing from almost 2 years ago, Moonlit Music:

April 23rd, 2012!


Back then, Paper came with an oekaki styled limited color palette. Today it’s blending like crazy, zooming into the details, and bumping up the saturation on parts… Good times. A ton of old Paper sketches are filed under #MadeWithPaper

My good friend Sunny gifted me a Pencil tonight! So, what did I spend 2 hours doing? A redux of my most popular old drawing from almost 2 years ago, Moonlit Music:

April 23rd, 2012!

Back then, Paper came with an oekaki styled limited color palette. Today it’s blending like crazy, zooming into the details, and bumping up the saturation on parts… Good times. A ton of old Paper sketches are filed under #MadeWithPaper

Whoa, a true photoblog post now that I have photos from this month that are just not my allergic skin rash welts. It’s been 2 days without a relapse. Today we walked, brunched, sketched, and saw a new neighborhood. Today we celebrated the little wins in life. This is me remembering to appreciate the majority of the days in the year being able to live.

Friends. I remember many times I felt peeved, peeved I was always the complaint sinker, but never got the favor in return. I realized recently that was all me. For anyone who is a true friend has yet to turn me down when I needed to them. The only barrier before was me assuming I was wasting their times with my words, when in fact, it’s not even a favored return, it’s all my friends wanting nothing more but to help me get through tougher times. And even barring the darker times, I realized I could initiate the lunch or dinner, that, for example, my friends with cars weren’t just doing me favors by driving me around, but happy to have my company, that reciprocation goes past what’s literally exchanged, but what’s exchanged in life.

Trees. The tree’s seeds is what has caused my misery these past few weeks. Yet, I still find it a place of comfort. Just sketching or painting their form, dotting their leaves, and blooming their flowers. A simple word and a simple concept with so many gorgeous permutations, states, and lifetimes.

Paint an instagram, iv.

Left: Painting. Right: zaicoff_net’s instagram.

Paintstagram, ii.

Watercolor / Original

No updates, :(

It’s going to be fun once it all comes together!, but, for now, a slow update trickles from my other feed into here. Given the popularity and personal satisfaction with this one off idea, I may need to do more of the same.

Watercolor / Original

Time leap one more time. The forgotten tree paintings, now added in retroactively, 4/17/2013 @ 12:38am.

Space Tree & Blossom Tree.

That night I also painted the Porcelain Tree & Fetal Tree.