It has been a little warm for me here in the great Northwest. Yeah, 85 (ish) is not hot to some, but it is uncomfortably warm for me. I do not like hot.
I did do some doodles on Friday, but they were very blah, and not worth showing. I managed to finish one of the drawings in my phobia series late in the evening when the heat had dissipated. I started on the next one on Saturday. It is almost done already.
It is kind of amazing how some works of art just flow out of you, unstoppable and virtually error free. While others you have to force out, drop by drop. Both types usually look equally nice. Personally, I do not get more or less satisfaction from finishing either type. Both give a type of joy when done. Easy ones give joy because they were easy and you were at piece most of the time. Tough ones joy, because it is finally done and you can rest.
The other thing that amazes me… is how adding black ink makes a pencil drawing so much more alive. This is really true for a lot of things. Adding black to paintings for shadows and to add depth really makes certain things “pop” in paintings, makes them almost more real, in a way. It astounds me to start a drawing in pencil, sketch out everything, exactly where I want it, and then draw it in ink. It is amazing how much more tangible the final thing is.
It is not an idea anymore. It has become a real thing.
I am not sure if I will be posting anything this week. It is going to be busy.
I am also still adjusting to not having the convenience of my net-book near my drawing space. It is a bit annoying to have to move from one work space to another. I lose my train of thought (one of the reasons for no post of Friday, I got distracted.)
Have a good week!