I've started drawing in my new Moleskine book and thought that it would be a fitting way to get this blog kick-started again. I'm hoping for this to be the first of many such updates throughout the year 2012!
I felt I wasn't practicing with my new brush pen as I much as I should have been, so I decided to stop worrying about creating beautiful, perfect images and just go to town with it, just have fun and not worry about mistakes, otherwise I'd never learn. I also did all of these 'straight to pen' in order to force myself to loosen my drawing hand and quickly get what I needed down on paper.
Did a ton of drawing tonight using markers. I really enjoy using markers as they give you a lot of fluidity to your lines. Been a while since I actually had this much fun drawing!
...I don't know about you lot but I can't stand cafés.
Now when I say 'cafés,' I mean the utterly cosmopolitan spots such as your Starbucks and what-not. I don't know why it is but I always feel incredibly awkward in such a setting, perhaps the waves of pretension given off by people there mixed with the smell of coffee (not to mention a hint of quiet despair) does something specific to my brain to make me feel this way.
It also helped that the table Ty and I were sat at was so close to another table that we could hear what was possibly the most heart-breakingly awkward conversation going on between a guy and a girl. I'm guessing it was their first date or something and -- hoo boy -- I felt for the guy, I really did. His conversational manner at first gave me the impression that he was interviewing this girl for a job or something. As time went by, I was put in mind of a ship that has sprung a pinhole leak -- painfully and oh-so-slowly taking on more and more water. I feel horrible for saying it but Ty and I garnered some entertainment from the poor chap's flailings.
Aaaaaanyhoo, enough of that. Here's some sketches I did while all that was going on:
I did the following during my day trip to Niagara Falls yesterday (nice spot by the way which mixes the loveliness of nature with the brashness of a seaside resort -- think Tramore in Ireland but about a million times more brash). Nothing special, just some head sketches and doodles to keep me occupied both on the train and while waiting for the train at the end of the day (by which time I was about ready to pass out).