Tag: Pacific

  • Daytripper

    Daytripper

    Saturday was a scorcher—I wouldn’t normally pick a day with the temperature in the mid-nineties to hang out in a concrete jungle, but it was a special occasion. You see, it’s a rare treat to get to have a tasty meal and a good conversation with a roomful of talented illustrators. Photo by Sophie Dufresne—thanks,…

  • Pirate’s cove

    Pirate’s cove

    My next stop on the trip was one I would have made anyway, just for the sheer natural beauty. But what really happened is that I let my inner movie geek take over. Film buffs: recognize that location? Ah, Cannon Beach. Home of the iconic Haystack Rock and filming location for The Goonies and a…

  • Raincoat/rain coast

    Raincoat/rain coast

    My lucky good weather held out until I hit the Oregon border. And then the storm hit. It poured. I mean, absolutely cats and dogs. Once in awhile it let up enough to let a hint of sunshine through, but then the shower curtains would roll back in a moment later. Sometimes the weather made…

  • Butterfat Palaces

    Butterfat Palaces

    Eureka! (Sorry. I just felt a great need to say that. Ahem.) I stopped in Eureka, CA for a cuppa after my sojourn in the nearby redwoods, and was charmed in a heartbeat. Thanks to its obvious proximity to timber, Eureka is chock-a-block with fancy Victorian and Art Deco architecture. And by stumbling upon a…

  • Cathedral trees

    Cathedral trees

    • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • The tree is more…

  • Land’s end

    Land’s end

    Even though my trip south originally brought me across the Bay, it seemed like San Francisco was the logical starting point for my long trek home along the coast. So after a quick sketch (while humming that Journey song that popped into my head for the umpteenth time), I crossed the bridge and headed north.…

  • Hitting the road

    Hitting the road

    My usually insatiable wanderlust has been at an absolute fever pitch lately—and a pretty intense recent case of studio burnout has only increased the feeling. So in order to recharge the old battery a bit, and maybe stir up some brand new inspiration, I’m closing up shop and hitting the road. The Tailor and I…

  • Back from Narnia

    Back from Narnia

    After thirteen days and 2,382 miles on the road, I’m finally home in the real world again. And that’s exactly how it feels—like I’ve been in a land of make-believe for the past two weeks. A place of impossible landscapes and endless shorelines and absolutely no connection to things like phones and computers and deadlines…

  • M.I.A.

    M.I.A.

    Going A.W.O.L. from the studio can be a very good thing—especially when this is the destination. I’m here to spend some time with these folks, for the sake of this. But the “work” part of my trip is done now, so I spent today up here. And tomorrow I’m leaving for home, but I’ll be…

  • Goonies never say die!

    Goonies never say die!

    The Tailor and I had some errands to run in Portland yesterday, and since the the rain that has been pounding us for two weeks was finally starting to give way to sun, we decided to take the long way home, along the winding coastal road. We stopped for clam chowder in Astoria, Oregon—a historic…