Tuesday, April 7, 2020
If you're stuck inside trying to help the world, any random room view can get interesting. Here is what would be the living/dining room in some normal person's apartment. Like most of my friends, I have way too many books. And like most artists I can't resist collecting more art materials. Identifying a few of the things in the room: The suitcases contain family memorabilia, which I hope to get to someday. So far I haven't, not even when hiding away. The upright shape in the center is the deteriorated remains of a camp cot, used by a guest. The small bookcase at upper right contains small jars of paint, some of which has probably dried up. I haven't used "real" paint for years, now that I work with digital art so much.
Black tech pen on sketchbook page, 5 1/2" x 8", April 6, 2020.
Monday, April 6, 2020
In those days not so long ago you could walk into a coffee shop dressed as whatever you wished. You could walk into a coffee shop anywhere! Here you see at the top three guys just gabbing, and on the bottom a young man bearing the logo of the Dark Side of the Force, and the Smartphone of the Sith. I hope for a return to coffee-sipping normalcy, even if it means serving the dark side.
Sepia brown tech pen on sketchbook page, 4" x 7", February 14-15, 2020.
Sunday, April 5, 2020
It's not hostile, it has no feelings, but it is against you nevertheless. They are creatures of the biosphere. There may be two or more here, or perhaps the slime stalactites are each a single creature, joined together. I'm not a biologist nor am I a philosopher. I'm just a designer.
Black tech pen on sketchbook page, 3" x 3 1/2", April 5, 2020.
Saturday, April 4, 2020
From the same sketching trip as the previous "Early Evening Landscape" comes this "Peaceful Pond." These locations are somewhere in Northern Virginia; after almost thirty years I just don't remember. But I used some of the same colors and colored pencil techniques then that I use now, with wine barrels added.
Colored pencils on illustration board, 9" x 8", September 1991.
Friday, April 3, 2020
Before the war, dahling...I was coffee house chic before the virus came. I didn't post here in February, but I still drew, the way I always do. These are other frequenters of the over-filled "Pastry Expo" sweets and coffee house where my friends and I used to indulge. I wonder if it's still going. Note the outstretched arm of the guy in the upper half. Does he miss his schedule? Is he confined at home? This is civilization now.
Sepia brown tech pen on sketchbook page, 3 1/2" x 6 1/2", February 7, 2020.
Thursday, April 2, 2020
If I draw a mall scene, it's only right to draw the people in it. Tysons Mall in better days was populated by a nicely mixed crowd of people of all races, classes, ages, and nationalities. Here is one of my pages of mall walkers with their purchases, fashions, and families. There are women in work clothes, youths in baggy shorts, children and babies. The larger drawing is of a man in office work clothes with a baby stroller, feeding his offspring while the mother goes shopping. Necessary current event mention: I hope someday this now-deserted mall will be full of these little walkers again.
Brown ink on sketchbook page, 5 1/4" x 8 1/2", April 27, 1993.
Wednesday, April 1, 2020
There are more bizarre creatures in the depths of the dark sea than we can imagine. This vaguely phallic being lives in places where he doesn't need to do anything but grab on to some eminence of coral or rock and wait for dinner to float by. He's a tube worm near a volcanic ocean floor oven so his dinner is already cooked when it arrives. His chaotic appearance is actually well-designed for freedom of motion if he must reach out to get dinner delivered. The delivery fish escapes before he becomes dinner himself.
Inks on sketchbook page, 4 1/2" x 3", March 31, 2020.