Sunday, 16 November 2014

2 of the same

Two sketches of the same person.

One fast, the other more considered.

This note book was originally used as a prop in a board room scene, so the writing you can see was left over from that, from what the actor wrote in it during the scene. Ha.

Friday, 14 November 2014

Something in the water.

I swear.

After my encounter with personal space Lady I thought I had been there, done that...

But last night, on the train home...

I was quietly sketching some fellow at the other end of the carriage, minding my own business ( to a degree ) Then this guy sits down next to me, sees what I am doing and leans in to watch. Oh yes I thinks.

He then put out his hand and angles my sketch book to give him a better view !

I take this as a sign, and mutter something about the subject having moved and stop sketching and close the book.

And he grabs it from me and sits, leafing thru the pages.

The woman opposite him gives him a dirty look on my behalf. He grumps and asks " May I ? " Seeing as he already has it open in his hands, it seems the advantage is his. I nod yes. He skims thru it, and then announces he has often wondered what ability he would rather have, to be able to sing or to draw. In retrospect I should have said the ability to have decent manners would have been a good start.

He decided he would like the be able to draw and tosses it back to me.

I am assuming he was a bit drunk, but he may just have been a grade A twat.

I am leaning towards twat.


Thursday, 13 November 2014

new diet sensation.

Hey, look. Somehow I have managed to scan this one all fairground mirror skinny. How did I do that ?

Nope. Can"t seem to alter it either.

Oh well.

Wednesday, 12 November 2014

In profile

We all have a good profile. 

Saw the excellent 'Mr Turner' last night.  He wooed Mrs Booth, the Margate widow by praising her profile. Must try it some time.

Tuesday, 11 November 2014

Excuse me Missus.

Was on the train, minding my own, sketching, going into town, when this Woman literally barrelled down in the seat next to me with a lot of grumping and sighing. As if she thought I should move and leave the seat to her. There were plenty of other empty seats and I had a good view of people where I was, and I was there first !!!!

Then she sees I am drawing and starts laughing and leaning in to see. Now I am pinned against the carriage wall and she is leaning against me trying to see over my shoulder ! I have had sex with less body contact that this. I smile, but don't engage. And it's like she thinks I haven't noticed her, and she leans EVEN MORE. Her head is almost in between me and the book ! I can smell her hair and the fact that she smokes. And she looks at me and then the drawing and then me and it's like she is screaming, TAKE NOTICE OF ME. And it is so weird. 

So I show her the sketch, and she laughs. but doesn't back away. It's like a child watching me, and all I can do is keep shading and wait for the next stop to get off.

This is the sketch.

It is of a woman in a scarf. Can you sense the weirdness in the shading ?

People are freaky.

Monday, 10 November 2014


A few folk from yesterday.

Need to get sketching again. 

Those folks won"t draw themselves....

....... well, the self portraitists among them will, of course.

Like this one. Originally it felt way off and I thought to abandon it and start again, but on later viewing it works alright.

See, never self censor.

While I was away...

... how did you all do ?

Bet you thought I had run away or something. No such luck. Just busy and... well it's been an odd year of blind alleys, but I am sufficiently energised now to face a few more dead ends again.

And, hehe, looking at the stats I had 140 page views on oct 14th ? Whoever you were, thanks. That will remain a record I think.