Sunday, 21 December 2014

Swathed in the scarves of winter

It's like we all have these art nouveau swirls permanently wrapped around our necks these winter days.











Saturday, 13 December 2014

Laying in red


Not 100% sure about this. Some good things happening, but some less good as well.

The model was laying on a red shawl so I let the colour bleed across the whole drawing.

Pleased with the head, but odd spinal shift happening further down the body. 

But learning for stuff.



Wednesday, 10 December 2014

Messerschmitt Bf 109

Had to look up it's exact name.


Not brilliant and had several goes at the tail and still not right, but an interesting subject to try.

I like how it's guns are in what look like duck nostrils in the nose. 

This one is in the RAF museum in Hendon.  Went there for a day of sketching with Mark, an engineer and certified airplane nut who filled the day with facts and histories and stuff I didn't know. and now do. 

A good companion for a good day.

Never...

...sneeze with a mouth full of porridge !


Tuesday, 9 December 2014

Paused Video

Have got somewhat inspired by this watercolour I did at life class last week.


Have been exploring working like this some more. Will post as they make sense.

There is something in the overlaying of colour that reminds me of the colour you sort of see when you pause a DVD. Yellows and greens that flicker at the edge of things. When you see the chance electric spectrum that is being used to make the colours.  Do you know what I mean ?

Sunday, 16 November 2014

2 of the same

Two sketches of the same person.

One fast, the other more considered.



This note book was originally used as a prop in a board room scene, so the writing you can see was left over from that, from what the actor wrote in it during the scene. Ha.

Friday, 14 November 2014

Something in the water.

I swear.

After my encounter with personal space Lady I thought I had been there, done that...

But last night, on the train home...

I was quietly sketching some fellow at the other end of the carriage, minding my own business ( to a degree ) Then this guy sits down next to me, sees what I am doing and leans in to watch. Oh yes I thinks.

He then put out his hand and angles my sketch book to give him a better view !

I take this as a sign, and mutter something about the subject having moved and stop sketching and close the book.

And he grabs it from me and sits, leafing thru the pages.

The woman opposite him gives him a dirty look on my behalf. He grumps and asks " May I ? " Seeing as he already has it open in his hands, it seems the advantage is his. I nod yes. He skims thru it, and then announces he has often wondered what ability he would rather have, to be able to sing or to draw. In retrospect I should have said the ability to have decent manners would have been a good start.

He decided he would like the be able to draw and tosses it back to me.

I am assuming he was a bit drunk, but he may just have been a grade A twat.

I am leaning towards twat.

Hmmmmmm