Can we do that daylights saving thing again. Yes, it is actually saving, savings. I was informed of that this week. Anyway, every time I feel like I am taking a few steps forward I find myself asleep. On Sunday that was great because I woke up early, sort of, but not tonight. All sorts […]
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Not really, just taking stock and working on some old projects. Found this from a few years ago. Quick study of an autumnal tree.—Dominick
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I realized recently that I had put a long and ongoing project down earlier this year. Always good to crack open the old books and pick up where you left off. Sometimes it’s time to dive in again and see what is different on the pages from the last time you checked. Funny how time […]
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A long time ago I was advised to put a clip on whatever didn’t quite make sense at the time and save it for further review at a later date. Put it under the bed. Pulling from a small stack on my table I realize there are more choices about than seem evident these days. […]
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On our quest for enlightenment at Columbia University a few weeks ago my wife and I had the opportunity to listen to several great speakers hosted by Teachers College. It is rare that I am led through a day with little agenda other than to accompany my partner in life. I had no idea what we […]
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Long, long ago, in another life, I fantasized of attending Columbia University to pursue a writing career. It took art school years later for me to realize how many books I had overlooked in my pursuit of this dream. I have tried to catch up over time, and I have certainly been known to write […]
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Each weekend Studio 1482 will be featuring posts from the One Drawing A Day archives. Today’s post is by Dominick Santise, from back in 2016. It’s titled “Into the Unknown.” #ODADarchive When I was a young boy I could often be found wandering the forest beyond the edges of our little hill top neighborhood. Sometimes alone, […]
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I had no idea what I was walking into last week when I arrived at the Society of Illustrators Sketch Night. When this somber face turned around I couldn’t help but feel a little down. Clowns come in all shapes and sizes.—Dominick
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I’ve been pondering a project from a long time ago. I’ve gone to the archives several times and resisted posting, but this week seemed the right one.—Dominick
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Scenes from along the Hudson River. The start of a new year. Catching up with some patience and grace. Not taking it all so seriously. Seriously taking it all in. Already looking back to a good beginning. —Dominick
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Two very distinct directions, two very distinct feet.—Dominick
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The irony that I had to disconnect her from the natural world all around her in order for me to draw her in the natural world all around her will confound me for some time. None the less, she drew as I drew, old and new alike.—Dominick
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I finished a project two weeks, and like one of the drawings from it, it is becoming something of yesterday. —Dominick
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Even more drawings from minotaur day in the studio last week.—Dominick
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Spent the day last Saturday drawing with half of my 1482 compatriots. The studio turned into a mythical land where creatures roamed and faun’s and minotaur’s played. A little fantasy never hurts. If only cupid had payed a visit.—Dominick
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I figured I would close out the next two weeks with a few more autumnal scenes. This morning there are traces of snow left behind by the rain that followed the “overnight hope” of an extended weekend. Winter is bearing down but it is not quite here yet. Whether bitter or a little less brutal, […]
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The colors are fading and details are blurring. As Fall comes to a slow end I bear witness to the evolution of seasons, the evolution of time. I mark this moment and look forward to the next.—Dominick
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When I looked up I realized the life I knew was seen through the glasses of time spent watching the world I was drawn too. Reality had given way to the abstract and moments became epic. And in my hand were a pen and a brush, and on my table was paper and ink. And […]
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“There was an owl liv’d in an oak The more he heard, the less he spoke The less he spoke, the more he heard. O, if men were all like that wise bird.” Odd as it may be, this has always been one of my favorite rhymes. Not much more to say today.—Dominick
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So if I would have been asked, the wild dog on the safari I took this past summer at the Animal Kingdom in Walt Disney World, I would have called it a hyena. Two things are important—I have taken this safari a few times in the past and I am surrounded by small things that love animals—I think […]
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