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Now I’m not sure of the source of this eye gouging coat, but I was sketching someone else when I happened to turn and see her wrapped like a chevroned cocoon. Jumped subject’s immediately and drew what just might have been the striped tail from a very, very large Coatimundi.
Fountain pen and Pitt Artist Pens on Tomoe River Paper.

 
Went to North Pond late this afternoon to check on the Renovation Project and saw the dredger with pontoons setting partially in the pond and evidence of deep tracks in the muddy banks. Had my subject so got a choice seat in the shade. I was pretty much finishing up the drawing with some background and final touches on the mud troughs in the foreground when I heard someone approach behind me making a call of sorts. I glanced backwards and dude with a backpack on a bike was lookin’ out over the pond. Out on the pond a swarm of Canada Goose paddled in my direction.
“Hey BUDDY!! You’re in their way”, sez the huffy fellow on the bike, whom I had seen throwing some sort of feed at them before.
I knew they had plenty of space to pass to my left, and thought I’d rather like having them troop past. Plus with the late afternoon light rapidly changing was intent on finishing up. He gruffly urged me to move, I insisted he had other places along the bank to call ‘em up so I informed him I was fine where I was. As the geese waddled by he called me a name. Yes, I called him a couple two-three in return, suggested an act he could perform solo and returned to finish my drawing.
I promise I’ll be more agreeable next time.
Fountain pen and Pitt Artist Pens on a Stillman & Birn Nova series Beige sketchbook.

Late afternoon at the evolving banks of North Pond. Got the mini earth mover and most of the landscape done when a workman came along, hopped in, fired it up, and rode off to the level the banks elsewhere. I was attracted to this scene because the tilt of the vehicle parked on the slope of the embankment looked as if it was slowly losing the battle with gravity.
Fountain pen and Pitt Artist Pens on a Rhodia Dot Grid notebook.

I’ve returned to court, principally to cover an ongoing case about a gang that has been pulling off armed robberies and carjackings in my neighborhood. One suspect is in custody with the possibility more may be indicted.
I’m also just randomly going in to get the pulse of what’s doing in Chicagoland with corruption cases et. al.

My friend Stuart, hand to head upper left, is a DA who also is a solid painter and teaches drawing and painting, never even got up to argue his case as it was

Because of Covid, defendants are given the option to appear in court, or via Zoom sessions, which many are choosing to and hence I had to go to a “Zoom Room” to watch closed circuit proceedings with everyone logged in. You can see my sketch of the computer, my scattered markers, and my reflection on the screen. It was a great work station as I had the room to myself, but it was also hectic as people often turned their cameras off until the judge called on them. So I had very little time to sketch participants. The judge’s screen was on full time and I got the two sketches of her, masked and unmasked, with her fabulous mane of hair.
Fountain pen and Pitt Artist Pens on a Rhodia Dot Grid notebook.

Had a one-on-one teaching session at the Field Museum yesterday. What with the downpour, it was a perfect day to spend drawing among the incredible dioramas and collection on a crowd free day. We parked ourselves by wading birds for most of the lesson. This little beauty is a Least Bittern (Ixobrychus exilis), smallest of the Ardeidae family which includes cranes, egrets, and herons. Unlike their larger cousins the herons, which nest in trees, these stealthy rascals nest among the reeds. I’ve seen these patient avians on the prowl at the edge of the pond by the Farm At The Zoo in Lincoln Park. My drawing is most likely a female, the one I saw had a greenish back which I believe is the coloration of the males. But don’t go by me, ask the good folks at the Field Museum next time you’re there drawing. They can be heard making a soft cooing sound (the birds, not the museum staff) early in the day and around dusk and have lovely plumage with a fluffy breast. The satiny sheen on which was part of my lesson where I emphasized awareness of light source and how highlights, shadow, and directional marks help describe form and volume. Perched atop legs scrawnier than mine, with long boney toes tipped with toenails long overdue for a clipping they may at first glance appear petite and bit awkward. But trust me, watch them for a while, they are a study in grace and cocked threat. With chopsticks for lips in constant dine mode; what frogs, fish and small critters won’t live long enough to tell you….these babies are Killers!
I’ve also included a couple quick demo pages I did while explaining my process. Guess you had to be there…
Drawn with fountain pen & Pitt Artist Pens on a Stillman & Birn Delta sketchbook. If interested in one-on-one classes or online/in person group sessions, contact me by leaving a message here or thru email – doc51854@gmail.com.