Another older blind contour drawing, this one from August of 2004. At one point in drawing people on the subway I decided to get away from trying to be exact and move more towards… something else… and blind contour was a part of that. I was so happy to discover Niff and Sutter’s Blind ContourContinue reading “Blind Contour Friday 26 – eat a banana”
Another Blind Contour Friday submission (see Inkfinger for the whole list), this time with a brush pen. These are two women who sat in front and across from me, in the single-person seats along the left side of the bus. Another person sitting further along, I liked the feel of texture in the brush. IContinue reading “Blind Contour Friday 25 – the brush pen”
Blind contour of a fidgety man waiting on a street corner, Yonge and Eglinton.
A blind contour sketch from earlier this year – March 29th actually.
I love my daughter’s art, it’s so vivid and full of life. I really like her choice of colour – I’m jealous because I have no colour sense at all. Hence the white homepage. Nevertheless, I asked Leah who this was a painting of (above) and she answered, promptly, it is a painting of “aContinue reading “The crazy dirt”
My daughter’s boots, lying off the mat and on our wood floor. Hmm — I must talk to her about this. After the blind contour of course. Visit the wonderful Inkfinger to see them all. Not many updates from me this week – sorry… I’m on vacation and barely going outside, let alone riding theContinue reading “Blind Contour Friday 23 – Leah’s boots”
Well, this poor gentleman sitting in front of me (above), a robust freshman on his way to what I think is a kind of college for gym teachers, was my subject for Blind Contour Friday. Him and the tassle in his hat. Not a good morning, his jacket collar turned into the mouth of anContinue reading “Blind Contour Friday 22 – the travelling arm”
This is also my Blind Contour Friday contribution — the minivan above was a blind contour I drew waiting for the bus to work, at Finch Station. The women below it I drew later on the bus, but not as a blind contour. Looking at the page later it seemed to me they were collectivelyContinue reading “Dreaming”
The way this man sat reminded me of my father.
A three- or four- second mad gesture drawing.
Father Christmas looks on from the piano bench, before being placed on our tree. In the finest Humanist/Secularist traditions, I have made sure our four year old daughter, Leah, is properly informed that Santa does not exist, but, oh no, she’ll have none of it. She saw Santa at the mall, he’s totally real. OK,Continue reading “Joy to you”
Purchased a new brush pen today, and a new sketchbook. This is the south west corner of Bloor and Bathurst, under the world famous Honest Ed’s. I’m drawing from the Pizza Pizza on the north side, enjoying a hot slice on this cold, snowy day. [posted Dec 31]
A mixture this morning, the world floated by. I’m cheating here, I like to date my posts by the date of the sketch rather than when I post it… I’m posting this sketch on Dec 31st.