When I got done with her, she resembled Whistler’s Mother. But while I was sketching her, she started laughing. Remarkable change in expression. I wish I could have captured it.
The young lady’s top was almost pitch black, very difficult to draw. So I concentrated on the pants.
I barely started drawing Leaning Man when his fast food order was ready (go figure). He left. Being short of sketch paper, I began the Beard Man’s portrait on the same page. Here they are.
I drew a sketch of this man who was waiting across the room from me. I didn’t even try to get the face details. Any stray pencil line in the face area would ruin the sketch. I should practice drawing facial features.
This man was very heavy. I think he was much heavier in person than in my drawing. I don’t know why I wasn’t able to be more faithful to life.
The more tentative my sketch, the more it looks like the subject. I don’t know exactly why. Sfumato? Can a drawn line fall within the purview of the sfumato technique? Perhaps not. Maybe I should consider my initial light sketch as an under drawing and work on it to shade in areas (with sfumato).
I didn’t have enough time to complete this sketch on site. I worked on it at home, using the image of the man’s stance in my mind’s eye, taking liberties when my memory failed.
Studying in pairs has its advantages, but only if concentration doesn’t become a problem.
When I’m on my break, the people in the cafe are usually frozen in position, reading or studying. As I was trying to sketch the man below the Maltese Falcon poster, he shifted his body before I could scribble his pose; when I tried sketching him in his new position, he moved again. The resulting […]
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