Give Me A Hand And….

…I’ll draw it.  Particularly if it’s a plaster cast of a hand.

Canson Ingres toned paper, Pilot Prera, Noodler's Lexington Gray ink

Canson Ingres toned paper, Pilot Prera, Noodler’s Lexington Gray ink

I’m so excited!!!  Hidden away, in the bowels of the Université Laval music building is a museum of sorts.  Sadly, it’s not a museum you can visit.  It’s a place where the entire collection from the now defunct natural history museum is stored.  In addition, Madame Wagner, the curator, has stored a very large collection of plaster casts that were cast off by the art department when it was decided that learning to draw wasn’t quite as important as it once was.  Abstract art, it seems, has had a very debilitating long-term affect on the art community 🙁

So imagine a place where you can walk among stuffed water buffalos, bears, mountain sheep and caribou.  Imagine cabinet after cabinet of avian, insect, marine, and mammal fauna, all just waiting to be drawn.  Imagine another room full of artifacts from all parts of the earth and some from outer space.  Imagine walls lined with plaster busts, full statues, and other plaster body parts.  Would you like to sketch there?

Me too.  And just to sweeten the pot, imagine that in one corner of this place is a makeshift studio where one can take any item, set it up on a stage, light it, and then sit in a very quiet room while drawing for as long as you like?  Pretty sweet picture, isn’t it?

But, for me, there’s more cuz my friend Yvan has access to this place and I’ve been invited to join him.  Suddenly I don’t care as much about our ridiculously cold temperatures and I’m hoping to spend at least one morning a week in this wonderful dream world.  Today, following a tour, I grabbed a hand and did the small drawing above.  I need to get better at shading with pen but it was sure fun.

 

First Outdoor Sketch of “Spring???”

I was heading downtown the other day, marching along ice-covered sidewalks and hopping over occasional mounds of snow when it occurred to me – it was pretty “warm.”

Now you’ve got to understand what the word means in early March in Quebec City.  It means I was walking briskly, wearing a sweater over a long-sleeve shirt and with a heavy coat on top of that.  It was “warm.”  The temperature had risen all the way to -5C (22F).

And possibly a result of my being a street sketcher harboring a desperation brought on by a long winter, I made a decision.  Rather than go to the coffee shop, or to the library, as I was planning, I would head to Place D’Youville (a central location inside our old, walled city) and sketch something OUTDOORS!!!

And it all started great.  When I arrived there were a bunch of ice skaters waiting for the Zamboni to clean off the ice rink.  I took a position among them on one of the benchs, got out my Stillman & Birn Alpha (4×6) and my Hero 578.  I wasn’t completely delusional about the definition of “warm” so I decided this would be a sketch done quickly.

By the time I got to thinking about adding some details, the notion of “warm” had long since disappeared, as had my ability to feel the pen in my hands.  My brain had shifted from “get it right” to “get it done” and I was quickly bringing the sketch to a close.  I packed up and headed for the McDonalds on St. Jean Street.

2014-03-07StJeanGate_72After huddling over a cup of coffee for warmth, I decided to add some color and got the bright idea to “boldly go where Larry had not gone before” and play with mixing color on the paper and I capped this off with a bit of splatter.  While I had no idea what I was doing, there was a serendipity about the process that was fun.

2014-03-07Steeple_72Because McDonalds was very busy, they’d opened up their third-floor eating area so I headed there, hoping to get a different look at the rooftops.  Unfortunately, there were big posters covering most of the windows so the view was limited.  But, by ducking down and shifting forward a bit, I could see under an ad for something called a McWrap and I could see the steeple of a small church next to the downtown hospital (founded in 1639).  It stuck up behind a pile of metal thingies on top of the building in front of it.   Same sketchbook here but I used my Pilot Prera on this one.

While it wasn’t as “warm” as I thought, it was a great day and, as they say, I broke the ice on 2014 outdoor sketching… almost literally.

 

 

Sketching Hotel St-Antoine In Quebec City

Next to my winter sketching grounds, the Musée de la Civilisation, is one of the finest hotels in Quebec City.  I doubt I could afford to rent a broom closet for the night.  But one very cold day, when we’d arrived at the museum too early and were standing around, waiting for it to open, Claudette suggested we visit the Hotel St-Antoine, a ploy to get inside some place…any place.

Once we were there, however, we saw great potential as a sketching opportunity.  Not only is the hotel gorgeous, throughout its corridors and lobby area are shadow boxes built into the wall that are filled with artifacts from the 1600-1800s, mostly dug up from what is now called Place Royal, where the hotel is situated.  We vowed to return.

And we did and found the staff very accommodating.  They gave us permission to sketch and I concentrated on an area near the entrance, which is something of a posh sitting/lunch/reading room.  We had so much fun there.   It was also fun that the staff were telling their buddies about our activities and one after the other they came by to see our sketches.  It was great fun and their kind comments good for our egos (grin).  They even offered us a cup of coffee.

2014-02-24HotelSt-Antoine_72Here are two sketches done in that lobby area.  Both were done in a Stillman & Birn Alpha (10×7) using a Pilot Prera and diluted Lexington Gray.  I’ll be returning to sketch some of the items in their shadowboxes ‘real soon.’

2014-02-27HotelStAntoine_72

 

Clowns In Paris

The Paris 1900 exhibit at our Musée de la Civilisation has come to an end.  The real significance of this is felt most by we sketchers, who use the museum as our winter gathering spot and this winter that exhibit has been the center of our activity.  It departure leaves us with a large display of video game history (how many boxes and monitors can you sketch?) and a display of Haiti junk art titled “Haiti Extremis” and it lives up to its name.  Weird stuff.

Before the exhibit was shut down, though, I decided that I needed to draw “the clown.”  He’s part of a very large mural painted by Fernand Pelez, who depicts tired and sad circus performers.  I’ve reported previously on my attempt to sketch the musicians in this painting.  The clown seems a fitting end to this exhibit for me.  Done in a Stillman & Birn Zeta (6×9) with a Pilot Prera, Lexington Gray ink.  I wonder where we’re going to sketch now 🙁

2014-02-22Clown_72

1898 Renault-Tilbury Car Sketch

A couple days ago I posted a sketch of the back end of a Renault car that putted its way through Paris in 1900.  When I look at it I see Mr. McGoo driving.

I got back to the museum yesterday and sketched the front end of that same car.  I regret that I did it too fast and drew the wheels too thin but, caveats aside, I think it’s cute as a bug.  Maybe I was channelling Mr. McGoo cartoons as I sketched.

Stillman & Birn Zeta (6x9), Pilot Prera, Lexington Gray

Stillman & Birn Zeta (6×9), Pilot Prera, Lexington Gray