I’m not sure why, but I had a mind to draw a bit of knitting. My mom really likes to knit, and maybe I was looking at one of the hats she has given me. But I was suddenly seized with the urge to try out the texture of wooly clothing with my pens, markers, and colored pencils.
I drew this yesterday. The colors are mostly Copics (with a tiny touch of Prismacolor colored pencil). The pens are all Pigma microns, black, sepia, and brown. I really like it. I just like looking at it. I was very flattered when my daughter Cassie tried to feel the little bumps.
I’ve been busy or, more accurately, heavy with responsibilities lately. Not important stuff, but stuff that had to get done. It’s part of my job and it’s predictable, but it still takes me out of my routine and puts me off my stride emotionally.
As soon as I was able I carved out a little time to do some drawing. I can get an illustration completed in a couple of hours, so it’s a really effective way to reconnect with my creative energies.
I haven’t enjoyed a wealth of inspiration lately, but I have knocked out a couple of strange little drawings.
Here’s a big scary monster full of teeth & tentacles. His maw seems to defy space, receding into some unaccountable place not occupied by an external body. Spooooooky!
This was a little drawing I did of a little burrow through the earth. It was really just a little exercise with a pen. I couldn’t figure out what to place at the opening, so I pulled out the colored pencils and drew a sort of cosmic warp storm or something.
It can’t all be happy little lichens and friendly fungus!