Taking the piss

Busker gets shock therapy from dog who knows better:








He was quick to retreat.

Another RAW Sessions with Sony Ericsson character identity. More next week...

Thursday... go figure.

Yesterday I popped into Herbert Evans, who are currently holding their annual sale. I spent some birthday vouchers on paper and a few Conte colour pastels. Trying to slowly expand myself. Slowly.

Best of 3 min: (Got cracking with the lime...)
30 min: (Freaked out and went back to mono)
25 min: (Ventured into blue, but kept it mono)
20 min: (Back to black & white...)
There will be other weeks, filled with other colours. But the sale will end soon.

Off her rocker!

I recently worked on a project with Iris London for Sony Ericsson RAW Sessions. I had to create 12 character identities to be animated into various stings for the sort of rock-band-competition-type-reality-show thing in the UK. Over the coming weeks I'll be posting the characters individually, with random titles, in an attempt to break the monotony of solemn-looking semi-naked pastelised female forms without actually creating anything new. I will, however, amongst the posting of these characters and the weekly nudes, attempt to create something new.

We open with Possessed-by-Youth Granny:




Feisty!

There's a bit more info on the Iris blog.

Once I get hold of the final videos I'll post the whole project on my website.

Mostly faces

It's my birthday today. The day that spawned Alfred Lord Tennyson, Andy Warhol, and funnily enough, the Internet. The day that annihilated Hiroshima, the oldest tree Prometheus, and, I was relatively pleased to wiki, at least 5 popes and saints throughout the course of history. Happy Hallelujah! Today rocks.

3 min pastels:

30 min pastel pencils:



One of these days I swear I'm going to post something other than figure drawing.

Figure drawing...

After about three weeks of awkward silence, here's some two-week-old figure drawing. So much for my new year's resolution.

3 min black and grey chalk pastels (A2)
Black and white pastel pencils (cropped from A2) 25 min

Black and white pastel pencils (cropped from A2) 30 min

Black and white pastel pencils (cropped from A2) 20 min

Must... gain... some... sense... of... consistency...

Figures, drawn.

Ok my spirits are higher this week. It's one of those rare weeks where the illusion of progress seems just that little bit more convincing. Pastels are my friends. For now...
3 mins ok

Big boobs...

Nice lines...

She's not THAT old

More nice lines...

Must draw more... nice... lines.

Weekly figure drawing

This week we did the usual warm ups but 2 long hour poses. I used a mix of grey pastel and charcoal pencil on white A2...



Attention drawn once again to my fear of big heads..



Couldn't draw the whole hour. I always feel like I'm over-working them. Now I look again and they seem unfinished. Grrrr.

Still life with impending doom

Figures drawing

A frustrating session this week. Too much bullshit on my mind...

3 min warm ups (pastel)

30 min (pencil)

30 min (pastel)

25 min (pencil)

Figure drawing

My mind is tired.

3 min each

25 min

10 min

25 min

25 min (all on A2...)

Her face was quite masculine.

Drawn a blank.

Figure drawing

I had to leave the class early this week for work.
Just did the 3 mins...

And a half hour or so,

Uncle for a year

The twin nephews are turning one soon, so for their birthday I drew them this pic to be mounted at A1 on their bedroom wall.

My sister has a weird Peter Rabbit fascination, so I figured the less expression on the bunnies the better.



This is them at 7 months, Ryan on top, Mathew (not Matthew) bottom.

Lil terrors!

Singles club

Some work I been meaning to post up, following on from the Album artwork I created for New Academics last year.
The first single was called Fuzz...

The second, 4 a.m...

Thursday figure drawing

After a couple of weeks absence, I returned today to find the class a lot busier. Though I'm still pretty much the only person under 40, other than the belly dancer.


Charcoal and white pencils:



Then she lay down again and all I could see was her foot, so I left.

Drawing in public in secret.

On a recent visit to the airport, while sitting at Fourno's waiting for my flight, I dared to wop out my ballpoint pen and small A6 moleskine sketchbook. I carry them around in hope that I'll put them to use in these situations, but rarely work up the nerve.

These aren't wonderful, but they're a testament of some progressive inner struggle.



These two really did look miffed.

I think he saw me.

Hopefully if I just keep at it, eventually I'll feel a lot more comfortable wopping it out in public.