Posts Tagged ‘Drawing’


Sunday, March 14th, 2010

Voiding my theory of last Friday, here is a work I actually made TODAY. I love proving myself wrong.



The griddyness will dissappear in full size, just clickity clack!

Friday, March 12th, 2010
Salt of the earth

Salt of the earth



Never am I really up to date with what I made during the day when I post here. It’s mostly stuff of the weeks before, not stuff I made that very day. Today is no exception. I think it’s because when I make something, I am in ‘creating mode’, and blogging about what I make feels like ‘observation mode’.  Apparently they exclude each other within the limits of at least one day.

Drawing naked people: I love it. I thought it would be an awkward peeping sensation, but instead there is no feeling whatsoever that anyone in the room is embarrassed. At all. It feels very clinical, and I think that’s good. It means that we are all focused on just looking and conveying what we see onto whatever it is we are drawing on.

Pink Orange Lady

Pink Orange Lady

(click for larger version)


Saturday, February 27th, 2010

You might have guessed that I was going to post the entire drawing as well eventually. Here it is:

self portrait



Tuesday, February 23rd, 2010

Staring at myself

Self portrait in india ink

Click the image for a larger version. I really enjoy these blown up versions of my drawings, the detail gets really interesting. I get them from scanning the drawings at high dpi. Instant magnification!

This is a small part of a full self portrait in fineliner and india ink. I haven’t decided if I’m going to post the entire drawing too. But the fact of the matter was that I drew a large portrait (from head to knees) in india ink but only using brush strokes, like I did with the skeleton recently, and I wasn’t quite happy with it. And then I shoved the limitations of the assignment and made this and it felt much better. I like my lines fine, my washes grey and my ink black.

Interesting fact (and mom, you can correct me if I’m wrong): I was born with my hand in this pensive pose. Sorry about that, mommy.