Category Archives: Drawing

Works in Progress, April 2015

Posted on April 26, 2015 by randomyriad

This month I started a long term collage doodle on a roll of heavy sketch paper I had sitting up in my closet. I am trying to find low key ways to practice putting work together in my limited time. … Continue reading →

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Working in Color

Posted on January 4, 2015 by randomyriad

It has been a while since I completed a drawing. I worked for 3 hours yesterday and finished this and now I am using photos to work on digital iterations. I am still getting to know it. Here are some … Continue reading →

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Time Travel Interview Part II

Posted on September 2, 2013 by randomyriad

In Which I answer the last 18 questions posed by Marcel Proust’s aunt to the 14 year-old Proust. I gotta say these are pretty tough questions for a 14 year-old. I know if my aunt asked me these questions when … Continue reading →

Posted in California, can't really complain but, dancing, discovery and recovery, Drawing, Family, lists, mindworks, music, my life, Other peoples words, philosophy, poetry, Questions and riddles, Self-Experiments, Teaching and Learning, thinking in words, time travel | Tagged | Leave a comment

Century #24: Arrival

Posted on August 19, 2012 by randomyriad

From the journal of Ryan Tucker River Bend Academy of Art 8/21/1982   I have arrived, and settled into my room, which is small just big enough for an old military style metal bunk with a thin mattress and a … Continue reading →

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Two February Dream Poems

Posted on May 16, 2012 by randomyriad

                       Bound In the embrace of her muscular fur,          Her claws puncture my hand, her imperious                     Teeth close by my face. I have to hold her, or she … Continue reading →

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