Buttnekkiddoodles

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Keep getting the message that this is a craft that requires constant, regular attention. Minus the daily commitment, the rust sets in.

      I don care how long I’ve been at this,   may have s baseline of ability, but it’s sub peak performance if my time commitment slides below 4-5 hours a day with daily activity.  
  This last page of two reclining figures is an example of how my anatomy is not sharp. the eyes on the yop, light skinned woman were too high up on her face and attempts to lower their appearance just thickened them but still dew her face out too long. Also her neck claviclar area was rich with structural information but I came up dhort there as well. 

The bottom figure is a rubbery mess.

 
A week of roaming and doodling. Great performances by the Civic Orchestra of Chicago with Eighth Blackbird ensemble.

 

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Head studies from cafes and public transit this past week.














Been running about, trips to my doctor who still see something in my tests he’s not comfortable with. Potassium numbers are up the down, same with PSA numbers. In guard about my kidneys. Anyway, mostly time to just grab brief sketches here and there.
Recent development that I’m excited about- joined with a new gallery. And that means I hope get back to working on a body of new paintings and drawings. Perhaps a lot less of the random sketching. More on that as it develops.

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  Met with architect friend Andrea Deng by the Arco Della Pace. Sat in a cafe across the street and sketched while enjoying cocktails and a buffet.

After finishing my sketch of the arch, I turned and captured the scene behind Andrea. Andrea overheard the provocatively clad young lady and her friends mention going Salsa dancing later in the evening.

 
Drawn with fountain pens, DeAtramentis ink, and Pitt Artist Pens in à Hanemühle watercolor sketchbook.

 
A truly bizarre addition atop the convention center in Milano. Mario Bellini’s erotic aquatic imagination got the best of him with what looks like the desiccated remains of a whale that had collapsed in the act of major flagrante delecto with a mis-identified paramour. Imagine the budget the selection committee had to sling at Mario’s go-for-broke moment.
can’t quite figure out whether Mario was enthralled with the convention halls architectural voluptuousness or if he was expressing his inner aggression at not getting the gig to design the Center in the first place.

Fountain pen with DeAtramentis Document Brown ink and Faber-Castell Pitt Artist Pens on Hannemühle way er paper sketchbook.