A face on the cover of a magazine that i borrowed from a student. I think he's a basketball player, but i could be wrong. I liked the expression on his face, but it's too late to finish it tonight. 2B graphite lead on Canson paper.
I avoided drawing the heater, the chair and the guitars around Tom's briefcase. I drew it while sitting on the couch (see post below) but stopped at this. I am not a fan of computer briefcases (i carry my iBook in a "sleeve") but this one, with its tan tones and fake leather shell, has a certain charm to it -- in a Magnum PI sort of way. Pen in Moleskine.
I smiled when i realized that the three pieces of furniture i drew last night in my apartment were hand-me-downs from friends throughout the years: Micheline's table, Tom's chair, and Steve's couch. I could have also used this for the latest Every Day Matters challenge, because my computer is where i get all my news from. Pen in Moleskine.
Bob and Monika are the proud owners of a Citroën 2CV, which won first place at last year's Citroën Rendez-Vous in Saratoga Springs, NY. I couldn't help but draw their "Deuche" as we sometimes call them in French. They bring back memories of my childhood: my aunt Claire owned one, so did my stepfather. Their curved hood made for a perfect slide. Pen & watercolor on postcard. For Bob!
John Steinbeck once wrote that some trips go on long after we've come back. Though i flew back from France 5 days ago, my bag is still in the middle of the apartment, half emptied. Not putting the bag away is a way to deny that the trip is over, that my grandfather passed away while i was there, and that my family is there while i am here. A couple of local newspapers lying on top of the bag bear the obituaries of my grandfather -- and putting those away would be moving on. I am not quite ready to do that.
Took an issue of the New Yorker along with me on my trip to France. Killed an hour or two by drawing on the plane and on the train from pictures in it. 2B pencil on Canson paper which buckles after being sprayed.