Improvisation on a theme by Coltrane
I’ve been busy playing music, so I haven’t had a chance to do any drawings. Here’s a short video from last night’s gig:
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I’ve been busy playing music, so I haven’t had a chance to do any drawings. Here’s a short video from last night’s gig:
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I was too tired to draw today, so I played a song for you instead:
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I’ve been increasingly unhappy with the sloppiness of my recent submissions. I admit, this was mainly due to my exhaustion after a long work day and forcing myself to get something, anything, finished and submitted. Since today was my day off, I decided to spend a little more time on my submission. My goal was to attempt to recreate the look of an engraving. I don’t think I succeeded, but I learned much about the medium.
So, what does one do when their thing is absolute crap? They start all over again.
My mistake was that on the first drawing, I attempted to do a marker wash over pencil and do my hatching later. Big, big mistake. Copic marker seems to lock pencil in, therefore completely ruining the drawing. Stubborn fool that I am, I tried to fix it and ended up with a crapfest. I almost abandoned it, deciding instead to do two things tomorrow. But I don’t work like that. I’d have stopped posting all together.
So I did another. Not possessing the fortitude to hatch my shades, I decided to do my tonal work in a sort of jazz-era cubist fashion. It’s dramatic, it’s different, and I’m not sure I like it.
Sorry. Ran out of muttonchops. You’ll just have to settle.
If anyone out there needs a character portrait for a roleplaying game or has any cool old photos (or links to reference) they’d like me to draw, please send them to me. I can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to do it, but if it’s interesting and inspiring I just might.
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):
This one almost didn’t happen tonight. I had a very long day teaching guitar lessons, and I taught a class that didn’t end until 8:30. I got home exhausted and saw our monstrous electric bill. Stress. Tomorrow is my estranged father’s birthday. More stress. The gash on my back from this morning when I awoke with a full bladder, wasn’t wearing my glasses, trying not to squish two cats and hit my lower back on the protruding air-conditioning unit. Pain. Two false starts.
I almost didn’t do it at all. I started it and got discouraged. I told my wife that I wasn’t going to do it tonight. Then the shame set in. I HAD to finish. For myself. For you, whoever you are.
I did as half-assed a job as I can possibly allow myself to do without hating myself for it. It’s much looser than the other ones. In some ways I really dig it (the vibrancy, the motion), and in other ways I hate it (dammit! I can do better).
But I couldn’t leave you without someone to tie your respective Penelopies to the train tracks (tremolo diminished chords ascending in minor thirds…).