At Montreal airport
A couple of weeks ago. It looks cold but surprisingly, for this time of year, it actually wasn’t.
Bleu, blanc, blues
Wish I could say I did this café sketch in Paris, but it was actually last night in Glendale, to the lilting strains of Charles Trenet and Barbara. Thanks to Kendra Melton for tipping me off to this fun drawing club.
Knowing when to stop
Had fun yesterday at Dr. Sketchy’s New Year figure drawing marathon. I dropped in for five hours (out of 26). My respect to anyone who went the whole distance.
Here are some ten-minute poses. I like that pace, because it forces me to draw fast and quit before I ruin it. If I’m given too much time, I’m liable to overwork it (come to think of it, that applies to other endeavors too). It’s amazing how fast the ten minutes go by, though.
And yeah, I know, the drawings show through the paper. When this sketchbook is full I may switch back to the Moleskines.
