Watched Sky Portrait artist of the year, semi final with Booker Prize winner, Bernadine Evaristo as the sitter. I got an image of her from the net and tried to draw her. It’s not a good likeness but I tried. Thirty to Forty minute drawing. Felt pens on cartridge paper.
Memory of the 1970’s and 80’s. The punk era. Digital drawing done on the sketcher free app. I drew this three years ago so I don’t remember it much. Found on my Facebook memories….
#bandofsketchers prompt. My cluttered desk, there’s a keyboard for the computer under there somewhere. Used slightly more muted colours. I’ve definitely got too much ‘stuff’ in my life!
A digital drawing that I used texture and flood fill on. I feel like the result is somehow alien, maybe some sort of spiritual feeling. Maybe it’s the colours that seem like stained glass. The purple coming down the nose reminds me of a helmet with light shining on it. The front of the body could be interpreted as a chest plate or armour.
When you are adding texture it’s interesting to decide when to stop. The same with the flood fill. Too much or not enough? I think you learn as you go along what sort of image you want.
He’s still colouring in the book although it’s 2.30am. So I did a very quick sketch of him drawing (five minutes). He’s got his own style. But that doesn’t matter. It’s the fact that he’s doing it which is good. It gives him focus and flow. It’s great to see him doing it.
I just watched a programme about the life of the artist Bob Ross and how he taught art in America in the 1980’s & 1990’s. He sadly died at a young age.
Art is sometimes therapy. It is a good thing. I would encourage people to take it up.
What happens when your hubby decides to get an adult colouring book… I don’t mind, but does everything have to get spread over the floor? Also I wish he would get his own. I use these for my art course. I asked him how he thought I would feel if he’d tipped all my oil paints lying all over the floor!
Digital sketch. Rocking horse. Using a drawing app, then playing with it to try and make it look like a linocut print. I tried changing the background colours and textures to see what it would look like if it were printed on different papers.
Our prompt was Treasure, but I don’t really possess any, so I drew the rings I wear every day. For instance I bought my own wedding ring for £27. I’m sure my friends will have better treasures.
Fine liner pen, marker pens, a gold and silver pen. On an A6 cartridge paper sketchbook.
Boy! I must have been feeling cheerful when I drew this (not).
I’m not even sure what I drew it in, except black marker pen, it’s a bit ghastly. I’m not even sure why I saved it, except that it documents the pandemic a bit, you can’t always have jolly art I guess.
I should write an ode or a poem, but I’m sitting at my computer trying to get some writing done and I just decided to give myself a break and choose a random picture to post here. I’m off in search of some warmth in a minute though. I think it’s cold as the grave up here in the front bedroom ( we don’t put the heating on upstairs, saves money).
But in Edinburgh yesterday they got it! Basically it was a thunderstorm but because it was so cold there was snow instead of rain. The descriptions were that the lightening was brighter then normal (the whiteness of the snow made the light reflect more brilliantly). The thunder sounded like an explosion (muffled by the snow and clouds). Some people even rang the emergency services. Apparently its a rare phenomena but not unknown.