It's been so long since any one asked for my website. Now I feel the need to update with recent work but I'm going to be late for my paying gig ahhhhh here's everything within reach.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Decided I needed a new Facebook profile picture. I was loving on the ballpoint pen last night, and definitely got into the trance for a little while. There are things I would fix if I were to go back again, but on the whole, I'm satisfied.
Sydney has this weird almost human face, which is funny since she seems not to consider herself a cat and hates the other cats. But Chris says that she gets the least love because the other cats are so pushy and demanding and always around, so I decided to draw a portrait of Syd for posterity since she is a fancy lady. She looks like she is lost in the cosmos.
Enh. Spent the day working and spent the evening with my sweet boy. Not much time left for drawing, but I tried to record the days highlights with some drawing (and writing). Really good pictures may be worth a thousand words, but I few crappy words are a whole lot better for noting the day's events.
More ballpoint pen, which has it's own charm, I'm realizing.
Finished reading Planet Hulk, lent by Rob. Really very good, and sad and tragic and man, the Hulk just can't get a break. Sketched this from the cover. I have a newfound respect for comics artists. I had a healthy dollop already, but man, that is a LOT of finished drawings. And all that perspective and forshortening and figures and whoa. Could I ever do that? Would I derive satisfaction from drawing the Hulk in five hundred different poses? I think I'd derive satisfaction from being the artist on a finished comic, but wow, is that a lot of work.
Reread _Wee Free Men_ and _Hat Full of Sky_ and did this quick sketch of the main character. Flat flat flat, I know. Drawing without a visual reference usually results in this. I wonder if this will always be the case or if exercising the drawing muscle every day will help with that. I don't think I get into the same mental space when I draw from my imagination. The act of looking is just so different, and going into that trance and then coming out again to something finished is something I enjoy immensely.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Chris drove me to work this morning, and on the way we passed a hawk that was lying dead on the side of the road. Chris being Chris, he went back after dropping me off and took the bird home. He couldn't figure out how it had died, and judging from the clarity of the eyes, it had died very recently. No bones appeared to be broken, and the feathers were all in a healthy condition. Quite the mystery. It's a beautiful bird, all told, and drawing it was very meditative.
I'm really proud of how this turned out, especially since ink pen with no preliminary sketches can be very unforgiving.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Dragged the bathroom mirror into my drawing nook and used the color Mulberry. Liked how this turned out, especially the spare strokes in the face. Hmm. People use erasers sometimes. I don't think I even have one down here. Not that I really draw with anything erasable anyway. Hmm. Is this okay?