Another of the random heads I drew recently a few days ago, with some additional drawing layered over it with my home-made walnut ink (bottom right). Like the head I posted yesterday, I scanned and loaded it into Adobe Photoshop and tried out a couple of different Gradient Map options (left and top right). And there’s more pretty stuff going on.
I drew a random head a few days ago (top right) and today I drew into it a bit more with my home-made walnut ink (top left), not planning anything, just emptying my head of thoughts and letting my hand and the brush do their own thing. I wasn’t sure whether to carry on adding layers of ink, so I scanned it and loaded it up into Adobe Photoshop and tried out a couple of different Gradient Map options (middle right and bottom). There’s some pretty stuff going on in them.
I posted these sketchbook scribbles less than a year after I started this blog, back in May 2012. Three of them are of a biker’s funeral at the local Gospel Hall, then there are random people and my little great-nephew, who is much bigger now and got married a few weeks ago.
Here’s our little rescue cat, Bill AKA William Chat Noir formerly Phoebe. She was very timid and depressed when she came to us, just over a year ago. She was 14 years old, her human had passed and she was handed into a rescue centre. She had been with her human since she was a kitten so she was very traumatised. But she’s completely settled in now, and quite a cheeky chops.
Here’s another sketch I did yesterday when Husb and our little relative were throwing axes at Lumberjack. It was good practice for me to sketch the odd positions that I wouldn’t normally see. There’s some wicked foreshortening going on with that axe arm, took me ages but I got it in the end.
It’s definitely Autumn now, we’ve had thunder, lightening and torrential showers through the afternoon and evening so I thought it was time for some seasonal comfort eating, so I made a plum tarte tatin for tea. It was lush. The secret is to part cook the plums in the pan in lots of butter before adding sugar, topping with pastry and baking.
Husb and I took a young relative to our local axe-chucking centre earlier this evening, they chucked axes and I had a scribble. Here he is, he’s at that stage of shooting up and being very skinny. He did pretty well with the axes.
I posted these sketches on my blog through April 2012. It’s nice looking back at these memories; our niece now all grown up, a visit to see the giraffes in Folly Farm, a windy walk on the beach…
I went out this evening after an early chippy tea, to a meeting of an arts group I’m a member of. Of course, I had to have a scribble…
There was cheese there. I ate some cheese. In fact, I ate a lot of cheese. Not a good idea after a chippy tea. Now I’m stuffed! I can’t help myself when it comes to cheese. I think I may have a problem…
Building on the outline sketch I did yesterday, I worked into it with a large watercolour brush and some home-made walnut ink, thinned with water to give a paler wash. While I tried to suspend any directive thoughts, I held the images of the woodland walk through Ilston, and I just let my hand work across the paper. This forest face emerged. I don’t know if I’ll do anything else with it, although I’m thinking maybe some watercolour washes?
I grabbed the twigs I picked up from the path on my recent walk at Ilston and some square Khadi paper that I’d “attacked” with some of my home-made walnut ink. I also have a bottle of Indian ink that had dried out over the years but I added some water and left it to soak for a few weeks and it revived. I emptied my head of thoughts, dipped a twig into the ink and let my hand draw. These simple faces started to emerge. I’m not sure where to take them now, if at all. I’ll sleep on it.
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