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Pen & Ink #14: Valentine’s Day Flapperture
For those of you who are interested (Kay!) I’ve included a scan of the preliminary sketch that eventually evolved into the finished work. I’m using the Copic pigment liners I was allowed to buy myself for a Valentine’s Day gift. The aluminum barrels feel great.
Strangely enough, this is the most modern of my subjects so far.
Before (10 minutes, max):
After (30-ish minutes):
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LOVE the black/contrast around the eyes
mmm… you know what I am going to say…
I see a real person in the sketch, a mask as she prefers to be presented to the world in the finished drawing.
Unmask, unmask, unmask…
…but beautiful skills, as always. Not “very good, excellent”, but beautiful. It is always a delight to see people performing at a high level, in any arena. And you do.
Interestingly, the words I needed to type to post these were tree and branch. Hi, branch of our tree…
Thanks!
I often feel as though a mask is a window into the trueness of a person (as in the distinction between truth and fact), perhaps the platonic ideal, the logos of the person that they are afraid to admit to the world that they really are.
Sometimes the reality of a person’s life (as it APPEARS it must be) can strip away true beauty and courage. A made-up face, new hair color, or a hat can be the magic talisman that can transform the seemingly ordinary person into a seductress, adventurer or hero.
That being said, looseness isn’t a challenge for me, and me being me, nothing is fun unless it is a challenge. The sketchiness isn’t stating movement as much as restating lines, and considering the skill with which I used to be able to draw, is really laziness. In the right frame of mind, I have the ability to do a very tight drawing without aid of eraser. Unfortunately, that kind of drawing isn’t fun either, and ends up making me not want to draw.
Someday, I’ll have to show you my juvenilia.