At the bottom of the small orange fruit, where there is a slight dimple in the orb, I press it in until the skin ruptures. From there, I peel the skin away. One curious feature of the tangerine is just beneath the protrusion on the pole opposite the dimple. Once the peeling reaches that geometry, […]
There are all kinds of sitters in the cafe. The one below had the best posture.
All the participants were present at the coffeehouse. Nobody had to wait. Good thing.
All seemed to be in their own world.
I think I waited a bit too long before snapping this shot. Little Puff was a little larger just a couple of minutes before I got the sun out of my eyes enough to take the picture.
I forgot everything today: my lunch, my sketch pad and my drawing implements. I’m glad they sell pads at work. I didn’t want to buy another pencil set so I borrowed a ball point from the ones they keep around the help desk. Below is a rendering of the first baby I ever saw at […]
Sometimes, pencil is the right tool for the job. The subject of the sketch below merited such a treatment. The subject’s pack, with all its details, on the other hand could have been beautifully rendered in ink. Since I am the final arbiter of my artistic implements, pencil it is. (The wavy line to the […]
The man with the strange hair comes to the cafe quite often. Below is a sketch of him reading at the next table.
Today’s sketch is a portrait. The gentleman reminded me of some of the characters from cartoons in Mad Magazine from the 196os. I realized, in this sketch, that I captured some of the features quite well. In other sketches where I’ve done the same, I’ve ruined them by failing to capture others. There is a […]
I like to doodle when I watch shows on television. I like Agatha Christie’s Poirot. Some of my doodles are quick, blind*, portraits from a screen shot that has long since dissipated from the screen. *Done without looking.