Here is a sneaky peek at an illustration I'm working on for a client. It's depicting a street in Gowanus, although modified. There is likely a bit more drawing to do, but I like the skeletal look of it in outlines. The final product will be colorized and have some shading, transparencies— a nighttime scene,… Continue reading illustration in progress
For any Brooklynites out there who feel an occasional pang of disdain toward that slender, sometimes tiresome island across the river, this one's for you; it's a gicleé print on 8" x 10"— ready to go into a frame immediately. I've also reprised my darling, dear, disaffected Mythologicals series from 2005 into 8" x 10" prints, and… Continue reading “Work Island” and the Mythologicals have been added to Etsy
Another wintry evening spent with J, A, and the chickens. We made turkey pot pies from scratch and did loads of blind contour drawings, of one another and of things around the room, finishing them with watercolor. Above is one of J, looking rather exploded. More after the jump. And here is TL, after Z… Continue reading blind contour and watercolors
Well this one turned out better, though my markers are running out at this point. Due for a visit to Blick. His face is rather less long and narrow than in the tintype I referenced, and his body slightly more awkward; diminished— but I like the effect. He looks terrifically in earnest. (I realized part… Continue reading Man with a mustache
Another study, using markers, from an old photograph. Not as successful, nor as interesting as yesterday's, but the point of studies is practice, not perfection.
Started a pencil portrait study on the weekend, but I wanted to do some fast and loose work to get back into the swing of drawing, so markers and Moleskine tonight, and my collection of Victorian and Edwardian era portraits. This is a cropped photo from my phone taken about midway through. Full finished study… Continue reading a new portrait study
An ordinary day in winter, in December. Corridors of pine trees on the sidewalks of the city, chopped in service to the feast day turned holy day at solstice time; people scurrying to and fro, carrying bags and bundled up; the early dark punctuated by shoplights, headlights, and now the many and varied lights of… Continue reading An ordinary day in winter
A selection of some blind contour* drawings from a delightful Sunday in winter. Yesterday began with brunch at Blueprint, followed by some meandering shopping and errand-running, and led back to the museum for some drawing and movie watching, wine and dinner. We used watercolors to embellish some after the fact, but we definitely allowed ourselves… Continue reading blind contour drawings
'Nother drawing. These are nighttime shadows—movie-watching shadows. But I'd have liked to've been on a beach. Would like to be on one now, but work.
This creature, hiding his hands for so long, grows a new protective limb; a second ribcage around the heart—an Odalisque refusing intimacy; allergic to vulnerability. My hands are prettiest when they are smeared in ink, paint, any pigment; any evidence of my stock in trade. Drawing is my origin, my core. It’s something I have… Continue reading An assignment to make me better
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