We were back at it on Thursday, as we met at the museum to sketch. Winter may drive us indoors but it doesn’t slow us down much.
I found this little, three-inch high clown sitting in the bottom of a small display of early children’s toys. His right foot was missing but I made one up. He was lots of fun to draw.
This lantern was nearly invisible and I have to wonder if it’s a forgotten exhibit. It was hanging on a dark wall, in the dark and it was black. Hard to see but it whispered ‘sketch me’ as I walked past. And so I did, or tried.
When I finished Claudette and Lisette were chatting, making plans to have tea and while they were packing up I did this quick sketch of a top hat in the case where we were standing. Then we headed for tea and had a great discussion about the value of sketching whenever we have a few idle minutes.
That clown is downright creepy!
Tina
It took drawing a clown to learn that “scary clown” is a thing. When I was a kid “clown” meant Bozo and so I never associated them with scary. I think this one may just be grimacing over how much I screwed up the perspective on that barrel 🙂 — Larry