Pandemonium

Crazy crazy week. Words cannot even begin to describe the chaotic and extreme highs and lows of this week. Mostly it was just complete mayhem. All this is my way of saying that not a lot of drawing was done. Oops. So I thought I'd bring in some guest art! Whooo! Courtesy of my fabulous coworker Gen. He likes to deal with the important issues. Pretty content heavy stuff. Please, take a moment to collect yourself. The rest is just random stuff of mine. I'll try to do better in the coming weeks. 

Filler

So I haven't been very diligent in my updating for awhile. Oops. Maybe I am losing motivation or maybe worldly distractions are getting better, who can really tell? But as I have no real following and because this is basically just a place for me to step back and chat amongst myself, I figure I'll be forgiven. However, I would hate to presume to speak for all my nonreaders, and I certainly don't want them to feel unloved. So for all you people who aren't reading this, this one's for you. I haven't really done much drawing lately and most of it is just too embarrassing to be digitally immortalized. So while these lackluster images reek of vacuous mediocrity, just remember, it could be worse. These are a few sketch from Bauhaus and Zoka. The last is one I did for a friend of mine who's been having a rough time.

People, Places, and COLOR!

So I've gone a little color happy... as evident by the surreal, abstract, might-be-a-landscape ink things I'm calling color doodles. They may be something beneath doodles. They might actually be more appropriately termed rainbow vomit, but oh well. I did a for real color sketch of the bridge by school in pastel. I think my mad pastel skillz are improving, but then again, they really only could go up. Yeah progress! In other news I finally made a life drawing session! Whoo! It was actually sort of depressing because I forgot how to draw. But I thought I would include a few illustration from that forlorn little tale. I tried to use pastel, but 20 mins. is not nearly enough time to get that up and running. At least for me. The rest of the stuff is cafe sketching. I've been really off with people lately. If only people were more like trees...

Earth! Fire! Wind! Water!.... Heart? Psh! Heart...

It's been a slow but relatively productive week. It was quite cold and windy for the most part and I feel a little abused by mother nature. However, there is a chance that the constant pushing and shoving by invisible substances indirectly propelled my artistic endeavors forward and lead to my ultimate productivity, so I can't really complain too much. It's nice to be doing some work in color and I'm starting to enjoy pastels. They're quick and clunky and I have more of an excuse when things go horribly awry. I would love to try using them on a larger scale than I am right now. A house burnt down across the pond from us on Mercer Island so I thought I would do a commemorative doodle on its behalf. I am also playing a little with artist inks. Not really sure what to do with them yet, but I have confidence that once we are better acquainted, they will reveal their innermost aspirations to me. Can't rush this sort of thing.

The Great Return!

In a surprising plot twist, I was able to acquire my sketchbooks much sooner than expected. Most of this stuff is actually pretty old, but I have observed a shocking lack of color throughout this blog and figured I should address that. I haven't really used pastels before, but I figure if I start now, in 20 years or so I might be somewhere approaching the skills of Peter Moehrle, my new favorite artist. Ambitious I know, but everyone needs that something to get them out of bed in the morning. Also, special bonus, a few sketches from the one and only life drawing session I have made all summer! I tried a brush pen. Try to contain your excitement.

Newcastle be bumpin'

I had hoped to have a larger update as recompense for the long silence on the digital front, but alas, my sketchbooks seem to have wandered to some obscure part of Seattle with no hopes of returning anytime soon. But fear not! Back up art is always at hand. These are some sketches I did recently at work. Nothing terribly crafty or mischievous, but you know, I guard lives, so I can't afford to get distracted for too long. Or people die. True story.