I was cleaning my desk cubbies yesterday, and found these.
The moth creature I remember abandoning, because I realized that I’d accidentally used water-soluble walnut ink on a piece I’d intended to watercolor. The dragon I remember drawing (it was around the same time as this piece), but I can’t for the life of me recall why I put it down.
Artist secret: we give up on a lot of things. Though now that I’ve found these, who knows. I might clean them up and use them for digital coloring practice.
In other news, I recently revived my Dribbble account. If you’re a member, be sure to drop by and say hello! I need more folks to follow.
Spring, waiting just around the corner all winter long, has truly sprung on us here in the Mid-Atlantic. We’ve had highs above 70°F for most of the week which — while troubling in what it might mean for the coming summer — makes for good outdoor sketching weather.
So here… some sketches!
This poor be-mited chap's been getting progressively more pathetic looking every time he visits our feeder. He's doing good otherwise, though. Has a mate, is king cardinal of the territory. Just... has a tonsure.
I've been noodling around with this image for weeks now, playing with colored pencil shading and blending techniques.
Was considering possible mermaid types while sitting and watching Evan fix the weather stripping on his old volvo. Doodled this in the process.
If you’d like more art, go take a peek at my website. I just updated it. :)
I’m supposed to be taking it easy today. I had all four of my wisdom teeth pulled yesterday. And while it wasn’t as terrifying an experience as I’d expected, I’m still in a fair bit of pain and a little out of it from the high dosages of vicodin I’m taking every 4-6 hours. But of course being told you’re supposed to relax makes it all the harder, so instead I’ve been knocking about online and doing minor design work for most of the day.
But then I remembered this blog, and the fact that I hadn’t posted any art on here since my trips to the museum. I recently, on Eric Orchard’s recommendation, acquired a new pen nib to replace the several I utterly destroyed while making these pieces. So far it’s held up really well, and on top of that it’s been producing just the sorts of lines I’ve really been wanting from my pens anyway. Here’s my first stream-of-consciousness ink test with it:
And at the same time, I went and found my initial ink test for my lovely tachikawa sepia fountain pen (which I also destroyed, and had to order a new one of). It was sketched back when Cinnamonopteryx had been living with us for just a few days, and still needed to be babysat in our room or else he’d start crying. So, rather influenced by him:
I plan on painting both of these at some point soon.
Oh, and if you happen to be on Google+, I’ve been fairly active on there lately. Find me!
One of the things I’m extremely privileged in, living so close to Washington DC, is free access to some of the best museums in the world. I don’t take advantage of this nearly enough, so last week I spent two days in a row trying to rectify that. Day one, the Museum of Natural History (my favorite museum, I admit it), and day two the National Gallery’s West Building (the old stuff). I brought a sketchbook* and a pencil, and spent at least four or five hours each day just wandering between exhibits and sketching things. Well, sketching things that were conveniently secluded and maybe near a bench… The museums get really crowded in the summer, it’s difficult to draw otherwise…
Beside bones, the Natural History Museum has tons of taxidermy animals. Visitors often talk about these animals with their kids as if they’re alive, at the zoo. I overheard a lot of these conversations… Kids asking what the animals were doing, or insisting that the okapi was either a zebra or a giraffe (??), or adults claiming that they could take that bear on. It was interesting, too, the sort of people who’d stop and talk to me. In the Natural History Museum it was almost exclusively kids, and one teenager, who’d want to shyly complement me, or ask me questions about my technique. In the National Gallery, it was exclusively older men, also wanting either to complement me or nervously ask if it was ok for them to photograph whatever painting I was sketching from at the time. Interesting, and I’m curious to see whether my experience is much different when tourist season’ over.
I took notes on the name of what I was sketching from, but my handwriting is atrocious. If you’re having trouble reading it, let me know and I’ll transcribe.
The rest after the cut!
First of all, I finally set up a new Flickr account! Since I couldn’t get back into my old one… If you’re a flickr user, find and contact me! :)
This post is going to be a bit of a sketchdump. I’ve been working on that inky, chunky linework a little more, and made two more pieces with that in mind:
Inky self portrait
Ahhh… I’m having flashbacks to highschool. Self portraits. Well, it does look like me: angry. Though maybe older? The ink was acrylic, but despite that it still smeared when I put down water: too much ink. Also, that weird thorny thing and flower up front? To hide smudge marks where my inky hand landed on the page…
Had a *lot* of fun with that leave mold. Not so sure about my idea of using blue ink (or on the general design of that creature, or the girl…) Also, something this complex needs to be a tad bigger than 4 x 6″.
I always like putting *something* on those first blank pages. Those are Jack O’Lantern mushrooms. The ink I used on the left didn’t like moleskine paper much, though. Soaked in as if I’d put it on a sponge. Trying Dr. Ph Martin’s Bombay black next time.
I’ve mentioned that I’m working on my color usage, yes? The entire point of this particular piece was to push my color usage, and experiment a bit with my application of watercolor. Also, I was trying to speed up my overall worktime (this sort of worked out). It’s a pretty silly, simple picture, but I like how it turned out overall. Sometimes one needs to draw something silly.
I don’t believe I pushed myself nearly enough, in the end, but the result was good at least. One lesson I learned is that I really, really need to make more of an attempt to prevent my hand oils from getting on the paper while I’m drawing. It’s hard to see the effects of this in the scan, but it’s there. And of course it drives me crazy. I’ve heard that laying down a layer of spray fixative over the pencilwork can help (putting a barrier of plastic between you and those hand oils!) so I may try that. Or I suppose I could put a slip of newsprint down under my hand like you’re supposed to. Heh…
I took photos of the piece as it progressed. If you’re interested, they’re after the cut.
Color is not my strong suit. I tend to panic and go for neutral earthtones, and when I do push myself to go bright I often overdo it and include far too much variety. Or maybe not very well matched variety.
I’ve decided to make this a bit of a focus, because it certainly deserves it. You’ll be seeing a lot of experimentation in color from me, in other words, though I’ll try to keep it interesting.
To begin with, I’ve gone back into some old ballpoint sketches in my moleskine with colored pencil. I deliberately limited my palette, putting aside a handful of (mostly vivid) colors to work from. I feel I did a decent job with these, though obviously they’re only a start.
Next step: using a palette-generating tool like Kuler to set limits for myself, and see what they look like in paintings.
Wish me luck.
Since I’m almost done with this piece, I thought it was probably time to post the WIP sketches for it. Or rather, the time might have been a few days ago, and I’m just behind. This image is going on my (first ever, since again I’m always behind on things) illustrator’s mailer! I’ll post the final, plus the image from the back, in a day or two.
I have to admit, I’m pretty excited about how it all turned out.
The reference for the figure came from an old photograph of Jeanette Jerome Churchill (Lady Randolph Churchill, Winston’s mum). It’s a pretty striking portrait of her in riding gear, and one I might try reinterpreting again in the future.
There she is, in sepia ink! Done with a crow’s quill, because I can’t leave my love of those things behind.
The idea behind the dragon is that it’s an analogous stage in dragon evolution to, say, Velociraptor or other feathered raptors. If dinosaurs, why not dragons? There are more sketches of feathered dragons in my sketchbook, which I’ll scan at some point soon.
Because I am committed to updating more frequently, even if it’s just sketchdumps.
Here are some sketches I made the other night, from photos of eminent Victorians (except for the cartoon man):
The fellow on the bottom right looks almost exactly as I picture Mr. Norrell from Susanna Clarke’s Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell looking. Actually, it is Anthony Ashley-Cooper, 7th Lord of Shaftesbury (but he could play Mr. Norrell).
Just a few sketches, hastily scanned. I am realizing that I have a tendency to draw too close to the gutter… Apologies for the blurriness.
(Last one still in progress. Maybe to be the influence for something else.)