Showing posts with label Observational Drawing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Observational Drawing. Show all posts

Wednesday, 13 November 2013

Lawl. Soz.

Recently i've been investing all my efforts into either my dissertation or my Grad film, so have become rather too relaxed with regards to blogging. I prefer to keep this blog mainly devoted to personal stuff, with bits of film work dotted in, which results in a lack of posts because I have had no time to do anything else...

But, after running myself deep into the ground and having to pick myself back up (or get others to pick me up) I realised I needed a vent on the side as not to get too suffocated with the film. So I've treated myself to a new sketchbook to put everything not Sushi related into. And it's working.

It's not much, but here's an extract of what I've got so far. Bits from a maybe future project:




(Gave this wee guy a colour on my TUMBLR. Check it out.)

And since it wasn't much and I've neglected you all for so long, here's a couple of pages from my observational sketchbook:



Hopefully be seeing you all again much sooner this time.

Wednesday, 24 July 2013

Return From A Land Down Under

The "Land Down Under" being France.

It's been oh so quiet here on the blog front. Chances are you were thinking (hoping?) that was the end of me. Pecked to death by a flock of angry seagulls on a dark Dundee evening.

But no. I had escaped to France in order to mould the lives of young, impressionable francophones. Then travel. Whilst I was away, I had the very honoroable intention on keeping a sketchbook travel diary and filling it up with wonders and tears and magical moments in which one gets lost in for years to come.

Alas, that never really came to fruition. My intentions were good, but in practise I never had any time to myself whilst barking at French kids to behave and then when I did have time, all I wanted was sleep. And wine. So much wine. However, I did get some pages done which I've added below and the experience has given me much inspiration to get back to drawing now I have nothing to do with my life at the moment, so what was first intended as a travel diary designed to record events as they happened, my travel diary seems to have morphed into a tool in which to indulge my nostalgia...

Or at least that's my excuse.

So expect some kind of little cartoons of my adventures in up and coming weeks, but for now please enjoy a wee selection of what I actually managed to produce and like during my "Séjour en français":

Funky house with a crazy tall roof in Tours. 


My wee friend from the first week, Clément. I shared a room with him and he talked in his sleep. At first in French and then English by the end of the week. Job well done I say. That boy was a real life cartoon.


Drawing in the Rodin museum, Paris. Some American guy's got a picture of me drawing this. He asked me to take the picture of me in such broken English (thinking I was French) that I didn't understand him. When he departed with "Au revoir - merci beaucoup" I realised that he still didn't gather I wasn't actually French...


Italian mother and son chilling in some gardens in Paris. Reminded me of Yzma and Kronk from Emperors New Groove, had Kronk been Yzma's son...


I went to visit Gobelins L'école de l'image in Paris. My reaction was exactly how this describes. 
I MUST GO TO THERE.


Cool structure in Brussels - the Atomium. Pretty dull on the inside however.


Till the next time, France... You've treated me well.


Wednesday, 24 April 2013

Cured Through Divine Intervention...

Of Penicillin.

First off, I must apologise for my lack of a post last week. I thought I could let it slide by, but my girlfriend, Aimée, pulled me up on it... It appears I cannot get away with slacking any more. My fans deserve better.



(She's not actually like this. She normally has something sharp to jab me with.)

But yeah, it was the last week before assessment and I had a print deadline to hit and then a Lit Review to produce and then on top off all of that, I managed to catch myself a nice bout of Tonsillitis. Not being able to eat, sleep or speak actually does wonders for productivity.

But I do not wish for it ever again.

So that's me all handed in. Don't really have anything new and personal to show you as all my efforts went into my course work which has been submitted already... So here. Have some of the observational work I did this semester that I managed to scan before submitting.





I'm really pleased with this last piece. Aimée had the great idea of taking her laptop into a café and using her tablet to draw people as it was less conspicuous. So I copied her.

Definitely going to do this is again. Nero has mint milkshakes after all.

The best type.

REVISION: Apparently if you promise the internet rabbits - even in a drawing - you must come up with the goods. So: