Showing posts with label sketch sketchbook. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sketch sketchbook. Show all posts

Monday, February 14, 2011

Exercising




Some recent doodles I did while I worked on my Valentine's card. These were fun. They're about the size of a quarter, and I pulled out my beloved Dr. Ph. Martin's water colors to paint them up. I only have four colors, Cyan, Magenta, Yellow and Green so I have to mix to get the rest of the spectrum in there. It was kind of fun to get back into the swing of hands on work and actual water color again. I always seem to really enjoy doing these teeny, doodle exercises. It only takes me a few minutes, but when I finish, I am itching to do more.

Oh, if you were wondering, yes, that is me in a bigfoot suit. I kind of have an obsession. As if you didn't know.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

...one more thing

I didn't want to overdose everyone in just one post, so I'm breaking this down a bit into a second post. One thing I've been trying to do is get a bit more hands on with my work. When I'm not doing my day job, I tend to doodle and daydream. Because I sit in front of a computer all day, I practically have to force myself to get a bit more hands on when it comes to creating any type of image. I got myself one of those one-a-day sketchbooks a while back and over the last two months, been trying to get back into the habit of drawing on a regular basis. I wasn't about to get my hopes up and think I could actually do one a day, everyday. It's entirely too much to ask. I obviously have plenty to do. So, from time to time, I'll be sitting somewhere and pull it out to sketch. Oddly enough I can't seem to figure out what I want to sketch around me, so I've been sketching what is literally right in front of me; I've been sketching my feet.

I'm not sure I'm going to keep going with the feet deal, but it is a nice change from my insane, whimsical style.




Tuesday, June 1, 2010

The Loch Ness of Summer Colds - I caught it.

Again, I've been home sick. I'm not normally one of those people who reverts to an infant when they develop something as simple a sniffle. I normally like to put on the brave face and take it. This 'virus' as the doctor calls it, is quite possibly one of the most painfully debilitating illnesses I've encountered that has only involved a runny nose, and a cough. Who knew all those little things that can get screwed up due to your nose draining the wrong way!? I've been out of commission for literally days now. I'm trapped in my apartment. I tried going to the pharmacy earlier just to 'get out' (and re-stock), and holy moly was that a mistake. I thought I might have to call my Jim to come get me.

So, what have I been doing since Friday evening when this evil virus struck? I've been sitting on the couch. I've been watching movies and sleeping. I've been wiping my nose raw, and eating cough drops like candy. Seems like a lot of waste right? Well there is a window of time after taking my medicine that I actually feel (somewhat) decent. During one of these few moments of clarity I must have had the TV set to some mythical creature show, and I began to get this goofy idea. I've spent the last two and a half days throughout my intermittent moments to throw it together.

Pardon the bizarre posts while Abby is heavily surfing the cold medicine wave.
She really can't help it.