Blue Noir

On the way to the post office there was no one to draw except a very dark version of my reflection.

On the way back, it was crowded, but I had to finish the sketch.

"Smokin" Blonde

I drew both of these while smoking. One cigarette each.


Kinda easy to see the inspiration here...








Oddly enough, I was originally going to draw a zombie... instead I drew her.

She's saying " Let's see.. 7, carry the 1... uh..Wait, no!... uh... um..."

For all we know, she's trying to remember her phone number... or maybe her bra size.

A "Feather" in Your Cap

My hat was lacking color, and this leaf just seemed the perfect match... albeit more temporary than a feather.

Pinch

I don't have it worked out just yet. Not really sure I ever will, but hey, at least I'm working on it, right? My anxiety about time has reared it's head again. I'm worrying about possible wasted time, about how much time I have to finish the things I want to accomplish. I'm always so very aware of how little time we have here in our one great ride through the universe, and it's never enough. It never will be enough for me, because I know that one day it will end, and in a limited lifetime, I just can't imagine experiencing all that there is to know in this world.

I'm not okay with that. People say they are, that they've come to terms with death, but I don't think I believe them. How can you? How can you look at all the possibility afforded us in this world, see all that we can possibly do, and be at peace with it ending? With all those possibilities completely taken from you?

Agh. The trick, I guess, is to live it as much as you can, to enjoy it, to live it to it's fullest. If I'm spending all this time dreading the end and worrying about lost opportunities or the unknown tomorrow, aren't I taking today for granted? Knowing that's it's so limited, you'd think it'd be a constant reminder to be grateful for each and every moment I have. After all, if I could live forever, it would be an infinite array of Now, of this moment right now, and I wouldn't know that it would last forever or end abruptly until it happened... or didn't.

I have a friend who is almost always happy. Not ecstatic for no reason at all, but generally enjoying life. I like having him around. He smiles at everything and reminds me that there is no reason not to. He works a lot, but likes to play, and when he does, he doesn't work. When he works, he still smiles, and laughs when he is busy. He takes great joy in little things like cookie dough or a good photo opportunity. Of course, he's not always happy, but life isn't always joyful. He seems to deal with that okay too. I should learn from him. I should smile more often and let these little worries roll off my back. Each and every one of them are trivial really.

I had a family member die recently, and all his little worries or trivial problems, well they measured up to what they were: just about nothing. I'm sure he had his own little stack of them, but I doubt anyone even knows to pick them up to keep worrying about them for him. Seeing his body brought me closer to death, seeing someone who was a part of my life muted so quickly scared me. It wasn't difficult for someone to die. It's so easy, and for the simplest of reasons. And that's that; you're dead. End of story.

So that didn't really help my anxiety about the whole thing, but it did help put things in perspective. It helped reaffirm that I should keep doing what I'm doing, and continue focusing on what's actually important to me, and that all the little obsticles in the way are part of the story, but not all that scary or difficult. Not when seen from a certain perspective.

So that's what I'm focusing on right now.

I guess this is a bit of a moody blog. Probably my most personal blog yet. Tonight I spent some time alone, which hasn't happened for a while, and when I drew this came out. It felt good, and it kinda helped. I can see my anxiety in it, and until I drew this, I wasn't all that aware that it was there.

I might do something more with this drawing later.

Jameson, Fat Cats and Ankley st.

Oops, okay, so I'm not used to uploading images daily yet it seems. I'll get better at it. The important thing is that I did, in fact, draw something everyday. I also almost finished my huge numberism drawing, but more on that soon on the other blog.

Here are some drawings from the past 4 days.

Sunday's sketch of the corner of Ankley and 2nd right by where our booth is at Skidmore Market. It's actually rather difficul to draw without people around you taking notice. I will have to get stealthier.



My fat, lazy cat makes for many good opportunities for quick sketches.



These cat drawings were from Monday and Tuesday.

And this, I managed to draw last night at the Moon and Sixpence. I absolutely adore the music they play there and the vibe always makes for a good night. Of course, after drinking the jameson in my drawing, there wasn't much sketching going on.




My favorite part of the night was actually the very begining when my friend, Chelsea modeled for me for a painting idea I am planning on working on. My friend, Ian, took the photographs for me. Really, I just told her how to sit and thought about how cool it will look in oil paint.

I will be sure to post that as well once I have it on canvas.

You Punch Like A Girl

I drew this late late last night from a photo I found of a bad ass chick that I found at Anna Bananas. In retrospect, I probably should have written "You hit like a Girl", but oh well.
I had a lot of fun with this one.

Red

I lost my nifty pen, so I used this erasable red pen to sketch today instead. Saturday Market was very wet today and a bit slow, so I found a good excuse to bring out the drawing pad.



I drew this waiting for the streetcar today. Tried to keep all the shapes very simple.



Pretty little comic book chick...

Sketching and The Art of Sneaky Life Drawing

Lately I've taken to carrying around my drawing pad again and have been drawing every chance I get. Generally I get at least one out a day, so I thought I'd start this blog to update them, and possibly keep me doing this.

A couple weeks ago, a woman approached me about drawing a comic book with her, which I'm really excited about. To get into the vibe, I started drawing all the people I see around me and sketching more from my ha, attempting to keep it simple. With my numberism drawings, I get very technical, so I sort of had to re-acclimate myself to the technique.





I ride on the Portland Street car all the time, and have not a lot to do in between stops, so I've started drawing the people on the bus to pass the time. It's amazing how many kinds of facial shapes and body types you see on the streetcar. A lot of these people, I never would have just come up with from my mind, so this has been really helpful. However, when I do this, I tend to miss my stop.

I don't think everyone likes the idea of me drawing them while they're dragging themselves back home after a long day at work and vegging out on the train... so I've gotten sneaky.... I draw their reflections on windows.



As far as they're concerned, I'm drawing what's outside, and they're never the wiser. One man noticed me drawing and kept looking from me to the window. "What the hell is she drawing? She keeps looking at the same spot out the window, but we're in a moving vehicle!" I could almost hear him say. He was very animated. Anyway, I'm simply loving this, catching people in their comfortable day to day routine... as long as they'll stay still long enough for me to draw them.

These are just quick snap shots with my camera, so they're not really that great. I will take better pictures from here on out. After this post, I will be uploading daily. This is a backlog from the last week or so. I will be uploading these to my new Flickr site too at Flickr.com/photos/roguesketc