Funky Sketcher Or Just In A Funk

The last couple weeks have been tough on my psyche.  My clock says its spring.  I should be able to sit in the sun and sketch.  But Mom Nature is still playing tricks on me and that has put a damper on my sketching enthusiasm.

Has this happened to you?  I’ve managed to keep a pen in my hand, sketching in museums and at indoor ‘still life’ sessions, but it’s the tantalizing thought of sketching outdoors that has caused my funk.  The temps get just warm enough that I think I can go out.  I do and it doesn’t take a long time to realize that an extended, sit-down sketching sessions is just not possible because it’s not quite warm enough and it’s only the walking that is keeping me warm.  If only I liked to sketch from photos.

Got on a bus at a turnaround point.  Was the only one on the bus, so I sketched the area behind the driver.  Pilot Prera.

Got on a bus at a turnaround point. Was the only one on the bus, so I sketched the area behind the driver. Pilot Prera.

Doesn't everybody sketch earbuds?  Pilot Prera.

Doesn’t everybody sketch earbuds? Pilot Prera.

So, my sketching has become a long series of small quick sketches, some done outdoors but often done while I’ve been bored by TV.  Here are a few of those sketches.  All of these were done in my cheap 3×5 notepad.  Pen is noted.  I guess I’m slowly starting to do a bit of sketching outdoors but ‘slowly’ and ‘bit’ are the operative words.  Will it EVER warm up?

Just some doodles.  Pilot Prera

Just some doodles. Pilot Prera

A streetlamp in Place D'Youville.  Pilot Prera.

A streetlamp in Place D’Youville. Pilot Prera.

A garbage scene.  Color added before scan.  Hero 578.

A garbage scene. Color added before scan. Hero 578.

Got to a lunch appt. a few minutes early.  One of the food court kiosks. Hero 578.

Got to a lunch appt. a few minutes early. One of the food court kiosks. Hero 578.

 

 

 

Mountain Equipment Co-op Seat-In-A-Sack

All summer I wander the streets of Quebec City, carrying my messenger bag of sketching stuff.  It’s what I do.  I love it.  But to wander for two to three hours with art supplies hanging from your shoulder causes me to be more than a little bit concerned about weight.

So, while my Walkstool is my normal butt-holder, and while it’s lighter than most tripod stools and provides me with a comfortable (most don’t) and stable (most aren’t) throne, I often leave it behind (bad pun intended) just to lighten the load.

When I’m without it I search for, and rarely find, park benches or other seating provided for the many tourists who are wandering with me.  More often than not, however, I end up sitting on concrete steps, stone walls, or on the grass which is ok, but often hard in all senses of that word.  It’s also the case that I have have an ongoing dispute with Mother Nature over these seating areas as she likes to dump her morning dew over everything and/or she rains on my parade route, leaving these seating areas, even those park benches, wet and uninviting.

MECButtHolderSo, it was with some excitement when my sketching buddy Yvan showed up with this gizmo.  It’s sheer genius and made for sketchers like me.  It’s got a simple valve that you use to blow it up, providing a ripstop nylon surface on the top and a rubberized, tough fabric on the bottom.  What could be better?

I’ll tell you what!  It’s a pad like this that ends up this small and that is easy to get back to this size.  Unlike so many of these ‘see how small the bag is’ products, this bag could actually be smaller and still accommodate the seat so you don’t have to beat yourself up to get it back in its sack.  Mountain Equipment Co-op, my butt thanks you.

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Sketching With The Three Musketeers

2014-04-06Celine's House Snow has started to melt but it’s still piled high, so Athos, Porthos, and Aramis (the Three Musketeers) decided to meet and draw indoors at Celine’s house.  She has a studio full of plaster casts that provide fodder for sketching fanatics.  They invited me, d’Artagnan, along as the token anglophone of the group.

We had a great time sketching, looking at art books and talking about our upcoming road trip to Ottawa’s National Gallery.  More on that later.

2014-04-07HeadI sketched a couple smaller, painted plaster figurines in a Stillman & Birn sketchbook using a Pilot Prera and Lexington Gray ink.  Faber-Castell Albrecht-Durer watercolor pencils were used to add a hint of color.  I love these pencils more everytime I use them as you can completely eliminate the lines made by the pencil.

It’s not location sketching but it’s sure good practice and goodness knows I need that.

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Sketching in 1900s Toronto

While there is evidence that spring will arrive, it’s not here yet and so as I watched Murdoch Mysteries I thought, why not go to Toronto in the 1900s and do some sketching.  Isn’t that why they give me a pause button?  Sure it is.

If you’re unfamiliar with Murdoch Mysteries, it smacks of P.G. Woodhouse farce while depicting the Detective Murdoch, of the “Toronto Constabulary” as he uses his brilliant mind and impeccable manners to solve crimes.  Set in the early 1900s, the staging is a sketchers dream.

Here’s my initial attempt at capturing just a bit of the ‘action.’  Done in a Stillman & Birn Alpha (10×7) using a Pilot Prera and Lex Gray ink.  This was lots of fun.  Maybe I should head to CSI: Miami.  I bet it’s warmer there.

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How Do You Use A Pencil?

Long before I decided to learn to draw I was a fountain pen guy.  I’ve always loved the feel of a nib running across paper.  So when I started trying to learn to draw, I used a fountain pen.  It’s still my tool of choice some two years later.

Some would argue this is a good thing as it forced me to look a lot and draw a little as erasers weren’t part of the process.  I think this is true and that it has helped me acquire a rudimentary ‘artist’s eye’, though that eye is still ill-developed.

But at the same time, I missed out on the more typical starting point for someone learning to draw – graphite or charcoal.  The pencil remains a very popular drawing tool and I’m completely ignorant of its uses.  I do carry a mechanical pencil but it’s full of 3H or 4H lead and I use it just to draw a few guidelines to block in a drawing and I quickly switch to pen for the rest.  So I’ve decided that I need to learn a bit about 2B, HB, and 4H pencils and how to rub them around to create value.  I also need to learn what you do with a kneaded eraser.  It’s a very clumsy process.  But I’m trying, mostly with little scribbles and doodles.

Monday I went with Yvan to the nearly hidden ‘museum’ at the university.  It holds the contents of the long defunct natural history museum, the university insect collection, and roughly 300 plaster casts.  These were given to the university sometime in the 19th Century, when art departments thought it wise for their students to learn to draw.  When they decided that you didn’t need to draw to be an artist if you were going to paint with a roller, spatula or by throwing paint at the canvas, all the casts were, well, cast off.  Only the insight and diligence of Madame Wagner, the curator of the ‘museum’, saved them from becoming so much broken plaster.

And so little old me has access to some 300 plaster casts of hands, feet, ears, noses, busts of famous people, and many, many full-size statues.  It makes even this street sketcher say KEWL!  I chose a poet named Benivieni as my first subject.  It wasn’t due to any affinity for him as I have no idea who he is but I liked his hat (grin).

Here’s my first attempt at doing a bust with a pencil.  It’s not perfect but it does, sorta-kinda, look like him so I was both surprised and happy.  I do have to work more on that ‘artist’s eye’ as seeing the half-tones is a challenge, but I think I’ll go back next week.  Those art students don’t know what they’re missing.

Stillman & Birn Alpha (9x12) with pencil.

Stillman & Birn Alpha (9×12) with pencil.