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During teaching today, as the co-teacher was talking to the students about comics and they had to do their own, I decided to join them. So I sat on the tiny lunch table and did this little weird bird lady that steals eggs from a basket. I think I have a thing with egg stealing. Analyze that later. Enjoy the comic.
Had some time at work a couple of weeks ago and did a quick sketch. It was nice to see that I haven't totally lost it. It kinda reminds me of things I used to do in high school. Very stiff. Need to keep at it. My lose is too lose and my stuff is too stiff. Gota find that middle ground.
Another late night post. Playing with markers and pens. Just generally having fun.
So my thing lately, is to copy images I see. Not to claim them as my own but to study light, composition, color theory... I'm enjoying it a lot. I need to do this on a daily basis and keep posting.
A quick pencil sketch from memory/imagination of a cityscape. A little rusty on my perspective
But I think I did a good job nonetheless. Need to keep practicing though.
I decided to finally go back and use some of the pictures that I'm collecting in my Art Reference pinterest board.
I'm still struggling with getting myself creating more art. So I'll keep posting and hopefully that'll inspire me to keep producing.
My one and only (so far) fan art. It's Dyson from lost girl. It's a really quick sketch.
It always happens. I come home full of desire to be artistic but life gets in the way (and currently Star Trek TNG marathons) and so I head to bed and pull out my night stand sketchbook and draw. Right before bed. Right around midnight. I want to remember that incessant desire to draw I had back in HS. Did too many years of art schools wipe that desire out? Or is it because I've learned other techniques and realized that three dimensionality is my prefered medium, drawing feels cumbersome and to flat? No matter what you always start with a sketch so I must suck it up and continue drawing.
Always learning. Always improving (one hopes). You keep trucking away. Enjoy.
I think and think and think some more. But drawings are few and far between. I've been watching old sci fi TV shows and thinking about a project I've hinted at before. Here is another rendition of both. I realize that it's only late at night I remember this exists and if no one reads this... Well I'm OK with whispers in the wind. Enjoy. I know I do.
Been trying to get back to drawing. So the first was from a couple of days ago and the latter is from this morning. Haven't lost it yet!
I've been told that sometimes when I do a sketch off of a reference photo or image, I'm too derivative. It's too obviously a copy. I've been told that I need to take the ref image as a starting point and do my own thing with it, tweak it and add more of myself into it. But usually if I pick a ref image there is something about it that speaks to me, an emotion, lighting, color that moves me to enjoy looking at it. And it is that that makes me want to replicate it. I want to capture for myself that which inspired me in the first place. So here it was her back. The long line if spine curving into the blackness of her dress. But I moved her. Twisted the shoulders, rotated the head, gave her an emotion that wasn't part of the original photograph. The emotion that I felt was best for her was regret. Sadness. A loss of something we as a viewer don't know, but can hopefully feel from her...
