San Francisco: July 2006
The summer before I moved to New York, I spent time with my family in San Francisco. I brought my sketchbook with me wherever I went. Some of my favorite drawings are of my mother's horses. My mother has been riding horses for over twenty years. Every weekend she drives an hour to the farm where she rides and feeds them. I don't get to go riding very often, but when I do, I always draw the horses after we finish a long ride. I love sketching their muscular haunches, their powerful legs and the curve of their elegant backs.
I also sketched my grandmother's studio. My grandmother, Katherine Kilgore, was a weaver and a painter. Although she passed away when I was only ten, I think of her often as paint and draw.
Later that summer, I went to the zoo with my dad and brothers. It was a lot of fun! My brothers and I have been to the zoo hundreds (maybe thousands) of times but it never gets old. Especially if you bring your sketchbook.
Albino Kangaroo, Polar Bear, Aggressive Cassowary
Ink on Paper, 7.5" x 5.5"
July 2006
I also sketched my grandmother's studio. My grandmother, Katherine Kilgore, was a weaver and a painter. Although she passed away when I was only ten, I think of her often as paint and draw.
Later that summer, I went to the zoo with my dad and brothers. It was a lot of fun! My brothers and I have been to the zoo hundreds (maybe thousands) of times but it never gets old. Especially if you bring your sketchbook.
Albino Kangaroo, Polar Bear, Aggressive CassowaryInk on Paper, 7.5" x 5.5"
July 2006
While my brother Joel and I were sitting in front of the Aggressive Cassowary, we met a kid named Nicholas. He was anything but shy and proceeded to name ten different sports he'd like to play. He also wanted me to spell words for him, such as "cat" and "brothers and sisters." And then he wandered away. A few days later I was drawing my in my brother's room when our cat Pugsly came in. Nicholas' spelling lesson was a perfect addition to my sketches that day.









5 Comments:
Cutest story ever about the boy in the zoo. I hope you are enjoying the Big Apple. Your artistic talents amaze me. Love the horse sketches. They remind me of when I watch my little sis ride in Woodside.
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Hello Ariel,
I knew your grandmother well, and this evening, missing her I googled her name and found her on your blog. How proud she would have been to see you blossom as an artist!
For about a year before she became ill, I used to drive to Sebastopol and weave with her. Her friend Natasha and I called her "Pauline" for "The Perils of Pauline". She was an artist and a mystical person--I learned so much from her. I remember how, after a few hours of weaving, we would sit and watch the chickens, in a state of blissful trance from the meditative process of weaving.
I still miss her and think of her often. She loved you so much and was so proud of you as a little girl. I wish she could see your talent develop.
All the best to you, dear!
Lisa Devenish
Dear Ariel, it's an honor to find out about you. I have been trying to gather information about your grandmother. Earlier this month I was given a tapestry that I have admired since we got it in 1983. It is called Grace, and I believe it was your grandmother who wove it. Her artwork has been inspirational to me, and I can't imagine how lucky you are to have such strong, and positive influences. I only regret that it is so hard to get more information.
My name is Ariel Elizabeth Weaver, I didn't think that it would be a common name. Very strange.
Ariel W.
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