Get Up and Dance to the Music

Alright, so it's been a while.

To tell the truth, I haven't gotten to do a whole lot of finished drawing lately. Mostly, it's been a lot of back to basic with the most loathed of modern words: practice.

I'm largely self-taught, and the few art classes I took never did much to stress technique and craft. That was something I came to appreciate as I got older. It wasn't all about some bullshit notions of style and some personal vision. And though that may be true for some, to achieve the type of look that I have always wanted to achieve, it came down to technique and craft.

In the last few years, I've been proud to call a number of my peers mentors. Their advice has brought me along by leaps and bounds. That, and practice. And well, a little bit of reckless experimentation.

So while the above was just meant to be a quick throwaway piece as a part of my practice, it came out far more finished than I had hoped for.

Guess I can always count on funk.

Enjoy.

For Observation...

"I Have Come from Heaven to Stay Your Anger..."

Athena.

That is all.

My Idea of a Father's Day Card...

I was a movie fanatic from a very early age. My dad enjoyed a good flick, but was never as crazy about the celluloid as I was. There were, however, three things we could almost always agree on to sit down and watch together: any Bond film, the Clint Eastwood catalogue, and anything starring the late great Peter Sellers...especially the Pink Panther films. I couldn't say what it was, but I remain a fan of all three to this day...and we do still take one in from the above categories over the holidays and whatnot.

So abhorring most anything to come out of the card section of the local drug store, and being able to draw, I laid down this illustration on some nice watercolor paper to serve as my card. I believe it's from The Pink Panther Strikes Again, which features what is probably the best of Inspector Clouseau's training duels with his man servant, Cato (Burt Kwouk).

And on to a Warm Bed and Rest...

The long journey across the hotel lobby calls this week to a close. Cheers!

90th...

Another scan I had feared lost makes it way into the digital world. I completed this loose portrait of my grandmother in celebration for her 90th birthday. She seemed quite taken with it.

A Time for Tea

Today's piece had its debut delayed, but everything finds its time and and place. And now, like its central figure, one can relax, take a sip, and enjoy the view.