Wednesday, June 12, 2013
With these it's all about the process as opposed to the finished work. I enjoy working this way. It is as if my hand and my pencil are in control and my mind is just along for the ride. Many times when I begin these drawings I have no idea where they will end up. I usually start out with a pair of eyes and let it evolve from there.
I wish i could say that in this sketchbook I have no preconceptions, no rules or boundaries. But the truth is that I'm extremely critical of what I draw here. On many occasions I spend much time on a drawing only to cover over it with paint, something I would almost never do in my observational sketchbook. Some of these pages have 6 or 7 rejected drawings under the layers of paint. But since I have no emotional attachment to them it's easy for me to simply forget them and start over again.
I find it helpful to have two sketchbooks going at all times. One book is dedicated to observational drawing of people, places, and things which are part of my everyday life, while the other book is for drawing completely from the imagination.
This one is from my latest imagination book, the mr. hyde to my dr. Jekyll.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
So, what do you keep in that little back pocket?
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Each time I draw here, I probably experiment a little more with the subject, trying to capture what it is I like about Disney, and not necessarily trying to provide a general all-around tour of each park and each resort. Except for a couple drawings of Cinderella's castle which I drew while waiting for the fireworks, some might not even recognize these as drawings from Disney World. But I drew what I drew most oftenly because these are things which I recognize and enjoy each time I come here. Sometimes I just draw something too because it's convenient and I have the time, I might be waiting for food to come or something, but I almost always fill that time in with sketching, even though that might mean sketching something which doesn't necessarily appeal to me visually.
So without further ado... posted below are some of the sketches. You can find the whole set of them here in my Flickr blog.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Danny Gregory posted on his blog this morning a picture of the front cover of his new book, An Illustrated Journey. I'm pretty excited about this one because I'm one of the many artists featured in it. Another book of his titled An Illustrated Life travels with me everywhere I go and has become for me a real source of inspiration. I have no doubts that this one will be equally beautiful and inspiring. I can't wait for it to come out!
You can see Danny's post here and you can pre-order the book on amazon here. Also, you can see some of the beautiful artwork and artists that will appear in the book on Danny's Pinterest page.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
The other day our water pump at the house was stolen, which made me angry and a little nervous, but it's no big deal and it was partly my fault for leaving it out while we were at meeting. Things like that happen all the time here in the DR. When we were on vacation in the US they stole our washlines. People steal the lightbulbs out of the outdoor lighting fixtures at the Hall. And Heydi's father told us that he once caught them stealing the corrugated metal off the top of his house, literally robbing the roof off the house. This is unfortunately normal here. But then things started to get out of hand. The other day we noticed that the daily black-out was lasting a little longer than normal, so much so that our power inverter ran out of juice. The groceries that we had just bought went bad in our lifeless fridge; the items look so sad in there on the warm shelves with no light. We thought that the electric company had cut our electric again (idiots), but it turns out that the thieves had actually cut our power lines, which is ironically the same thing that you say when the electric company cuts your electric. Sometimes they do that before they're going to rob a place.
So needless to say, that night was a little frightening for us. In all honesty the thieves can take my 4-year old laptop and my TV and washing machine that I'm going to sell anyway in a couple of months. The only material posessions which really mean anything to me is sketchbooks, and I don't think crooks take much time to scan the bookshelves. But I just want my wife and I to be safe. That night we pulled our mattress out onto the living room floor by the big window to avoid the heat (no fans) and so we could hear everything that goes on outside. The bed was so close to the big open window that it seemed like the stray dogs which wander in the night were breathing down my neck. But we made it through the night just fine and in the morning we were able to fix the electric lines and have power once again.
All this is on top of the fact that we have a neighbor who's into some pretty bad stuff. He's been shot a couple times, and all our other neighbors tell us to watch out for him. The other day he came to our house saying that he wants to come to our meetings and wants to know what time they are. This could mean one of two things; a possible excellent experience for the yearbook, OR the shadiest character in our neighborhood now knows the exact hours we're not at home. He hasn't come to a meeting yet... hmmm...
So that's in part why we've decided to move to Bayaguana. We decided to sell all our things as quickly as possible and then spend our last two months with Heydi's family. At least we'll have nothing to steal and we'll be better protected living with them.
When I drew these pictures, we were at a resort in Puerto Plata taking a little vacation. And would you believe that while we were in the pool we watched as a woman in a blue hat STEAL our towel of the pool lounger! I quickly jumped out of the pool and confidently chased after her, it's easy to keep track of a woman in a blue hat. When I caught up to her I pointedly tapped her on the shoulder and said, "YOU STOLE MY WASH LINES, AND MY WATER PUMP, AND CUT MY ELECTRIC, AND NOW YOU STOLE MY TOWEL!"
No, I didn't really say that, but a little part inside of me felt like it. ;)
Here are my drawings from at the resort...
Sunday, September 2, 2012
I recently started drawing in my huge Moleskine watercolor sketchbook. I decided the first page would be an ode to Laundry here in the DR. Laundry lines are to me about the closest things to art galleries as you will ever find here. On any sunny day here in the Dominican Republic you're bound to find the streets lined with an endless gallery display of laundry hanging out to dry. They hang it on regular laundry lines, on barbed wire, over shrubs and bushes, hanging in trees, and even on the roof of the house. A love for color is immediately apparent to anyone who comes here, so it's no surprise that this love is also expressed in the clothing they wear. They're bright bold colors and patterns, often grouped unknowingly into interesting color schemes which never fail to make me wish I were drawing.
I suppose Dominicans are accustomed to seeing wash hanging out on the line like this, but to me it's something I haven't seen much since I was a child. Dryers have pretty much put an end to the "hanging laundry" era of the past. Of course, when it comes time for me to do my laundry I love a good dryer. And if you ask my wife she'll tell you that they're nothing short of miraculous. But even so, at least visually speaking, there is something I miss about seeing laundry hanging out to dry. It has a certain warmth to it, a trust. In the US i guess we're so preoccupied with privacy that the last thing we're going to do is put our undies on display for all to see. But before I go on extolling the virtues of hanging one's laundry out to dry, let me just say that Heydi did the wash on friday night. It's now Sunday and we still don't have dry clothes. RAIN! Hmmm, where's my dryer at.
To see more of my laundry drawings, go here... My Flickr laundry drawings