
Friday, December 24, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Good sketching day



Tonight the sketching was good. Maybe it's the relaxation of chatting about any and everything with friends, or the busy atmosphere of a crowded cafe, better yet, it could be a magical pen the waiter dropped off with our bill. But man I haven't hit such a rhythm with my drawing in a long while as I did tonight. It just flowed onto the paper no nonsense, no figuring it out, no oh shit I better make sure it looks right. The drawings weren't perfect but it felt right drawing them. After I was done with one it was...well ok now let's try something harder, and harder until I fuck up real bad. I sorta stole the pen. It's not really stealing if I left a far nicer drawing pencil in exchange right?
Tuesday, December 07, 2010
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