douglas brent smith

  Visual-777 - sketch by douglas brent smith, 1978

  Waiting for a Letter - sketch by douglas brent smith, 1982

  Winter Storm -- sketch by douglas brent smith, 1979

 World In a Nutshell - sketch by douglas brent smith, 1983 Notes: This is a small doodle in Journal #18, Captain Orange and the Quest For Grins, 1982-1983. 

 You Have To Get Your Feet Wet - collage by douglas brent smith, 1979

  Your Space In Space - sketch by douglas brent smith

  All for the Sake of Art - sketch by douglas brent smith, 1983

 Three Moons of Jupiter - collage by douglas brent smith

  Mama's Little Babies Are Happy  -- collage by douglas brent smith, December 14,  1982

 Third Plane In Collageland - collage by douglas brent smith, 1980

  There Was Once A Door - sketch by douglas bent smith, 1979

  Theodore Tudas Speaks on the Evils of Television -- collage by douglas brent smith

 

  Heads or Tails? - sketch by douglas brent smith, 1982

  The Wibbling Brothers Introduce TV - collage by douglas brent smith

  The TV Repairman Has a Devious Plan - collage by douglas brent smith

  The Space Within - sketch by douglas brent smith Notes: Notice the Mustard Seed t-shirt. Those were fun days putting together Mustard Seed Theatre Company shows with Peter Hoff, Harry Isaacs, and Bob Bortolameotti. None of us had arms like the guy in this sketch.

  The Sky With Eyes - sketch by douglas brent smith "Did you know that Harry X. Tudas wrote a book?" "Of course. I always assumed that he's written several books." "Not as far as we know. But there are hints that he did write this one, although no copies have yet been discovered." "Well, there's a picture of one." "..." "It looks like a big book. Harry had a lot to say, I would guess that he had a lot to write." "We'd better look for the book." "I wouldn't know where to look...Chicago, Trenton, Bridgeton, Warminster, who knows?" "Paris...London...Berlin...Miami...Los Angeles..." "You're saying that Harry got around?" "Harry X. Tudas got around." Notes: Harry X. Tudas is a character from a play. I borrowed the name from an expression that my great grandmother Denges would say, "What in the name of Harry X. Tudas is going on?" Not sure where she got

 The Road to the Horizon - collage by douglas brent smith

  The View from the Cizewski House - sketch by douglas brent smith

  From Party to Party - sketch by douglas brent smith, 1982

  The Train Ride From Champaign - sketch by douglas brent smith

  Out of Order - sketch by douglas brent smith

 Brushing the Page - sketch by douglas brent smith

  Artist Question - sketch by douglas brent smith

  The Silence of the Sleeping Mechanism Grown Organic - sketch by douglas brent smith

  The Pilot Rests - sketch by douglas brent smith

 The Curtain Introduces Act Three -- sketch by douglas brent smith, 1979

  Filter Key - sketch by douglas brent smith, from the journal "Never Doubt, Volume 2"

  Prelude to Hanging Tapes - collage by douglas brent smith

  Not What She Asked For - sketch by douglas brent smith

 Pickles and Fast Ketchup - collage by douglas brent smith, 1982

  Fantastic Expectations - sketch by douglas brent smith

  Telephone Story - sketch / cartoon by douglas brent smith, 1979

 Summer Theatre - collage by douglas brent smith, 1979

  Summer Rites - sketch by douglas brent smith, 1979

  Suburban Maze - sketch by douglas brent smith, 1979

  Study for Pulling Time - sketch by douglas brent smith Notes: This study was painted but became water-damaged in a fire and eventually discarded. 

  Subliminally Speaking - sketch by douglas brent smith. Notes: What do you see? What do you think you see? Where could this be and what could it be doing? I'd whisper it, because I would not be sure. 

  Study for Falling Angles - sketch by douglas brent smith. This study was painted while I lived on 87th Street in Burbank, IL. I held onto it for years, although it was water damaged in the fire on Elm Street in Louisville, CO. Eventually, I threw it away. I threw many paintings away. I do regret that, even though they were not so good, who am I to say?