At the end of the school year last June, I took some pictures of students (I like showing my Seniors pictures of them when they were Freshmen) with the intention of drawing some of them. I originally thought I would do this in pencil, but the urge to toy with the Pigma Micron 01 (and Pigma Micron 1) took over. As you can see, foreheads don't happen easily.
Can I even admit that I intended to draw Patton Oswalt (whom I love) here? I had wanted to draw him with a pencil but tried with my current favorite pen: the Pigma Micron 01. I added some Pigma Micron 1 toward the end.
Stonie. Stonehenge. Stones. Van Stone. V-Stone. V. TV. Ston-er. Mr. Van Stone, even. I did a quick sketch of my husband Tom as he was watching The Daily Show last night. I had cleaned up my school bags and had a red folder lying around -- which might be the best way to relieve the pressure of tackling a drawing -- doing it on any paper you can lay your hands on.
I don't know. I sat there for a couple of hours with a mirror on my lap trying not to lie, trying not to omit a wrinkle, not smiling. I didn't have the stamina to finish my hair. Pigma Micron 01 and a touch of white pencil in recycled sketchbook.
We are watching a Costa-Gavras movie and I can't keep my eyes on it. I am finishing this drawing of Tom's coffee mug which I had started late last night. I had a scrap of craft paper and a Pigma Micron 01 which I don't use as often as I should. I really love the strokes of the thin Pigma. And tonight I did something that I had never tried before -- I added touches of pastel white.
I was asked to do a little drawing to illustrate a presentation for my school. The idea was to show students "reaching" understanding once they've acquired knowledge -- insisting on the "journey" itself which can be arduous. I started with a Sharpie marker on Bristol paper and added color in Photoshop after I scanned it.
I guess I could have cross-hatched this thing a little less. It's the latest entry in the Babylogue that I keep for Nora. I made an attempt at photoshopping the gutter of the Moleskine out. It feels a little empty sitting here on the page. Pilot pen and colored pencils.
I am mailing a package for friends in France today but wanted to draw something on it before heading to the post office. Found a dog profile on Flickr and boom. Sharpie fine point permanent marker on craft paper. Hopefully it didn't bleed through too much.
How can I justify drawing something like this? I saw a picture of (let me check his name and spell it correctly) Joe Manganiello in a magazine and thought this would be a good exercise in rendering muscle/anatomy/volume. It turned out to be more tedious than I thought, and I only relaxed toward the end. No fun. HB pencil on Canson paper.