Pictures by Derek Bacon
This one started out innocently enough: a little drawing of a mother in law’s tongue plant. But along the way it swelled into a depiction of Korzybski’s structural differential—the idea that you can never truly know anything, only a very filtered version of it. Information comes in, information goes out, while most of it just floats away.
Drawing trees again today with Katsia in Het Twiske. Maybe not as many as I’d hoped for, but hey. Available now, by the way, as a print from Etsy.
Happy little orange tree—white gouache and white pencil on black paper, and black and grey ink and HB pencil on white.
Grown from a seed I kept from an orange I ate at my mum’s house last year.
Happy little lemons tree—two versions: black and grey ink and HB pencil on white, and white gouache and white pencil on black paper.
Another experiment growing stuff from fruit I’ve eaten.
Happy little oak trees: white gouache and white pencil on black paper, and black and grey ink and HB pencil on white.
Two little oak trees from acorns I kept from a visit to England last September.
Happy little avocado tree—two versions: black and grey ink and HB pencil on white, and white gouache and white pencil on black paper.
Another of my growing-stuff-from-fruit-I’ve-eaten experiments
Happy little apple tree—two versions: white gouache and white pencil on black paper, and black and grey ink and HB pencil on white.
Lately I’ve been trying to grow plants from seeds I keep from supermarket fruit. This is one of the first that came alive. It blows me away that these things happen. It took six months to go from the seed to this plant, so you have time to get used to it. If it happened in six seconds, you would scream wow every time.
Sketchbook pages of weeds and plants at the back. I’ve been trying to get more out of the ballpoint pen, painting with the isopropanol. It goes right through the paper and sometimes looks better. The one on the left here is made that way.
“Now everything’s a little upside down.”
