Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
second-to-last drawing class of the 2009 season
i never come with any idea about how i'm going to work that day.
been trying to re-learn everything i've forgotten or never learned in the first place while in school. it's been nice, just feeling my way around things and being surprised by how they come out. my work on the computer is very similar - i never have a real idea of what i want but rather "sculpt" the drawing until it feels right.
been trying to re-learn everything i've forgotten or never learned in the first place while in school. it's been nice, just feeling my way around things and being surprised by how they come out. my work on the computer is very similar - i never have a real idea of what i want but rather "sculpt" the drawing until it feels right.
bits of randomness
she has charmed her way into the hearts of a very nice family.
i'm so happy she's off to live the life of a very pampered puss,
but am still going to be heartbroken when she's gone.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
wednesday figure drawing
If you squinted just right, the male model looked a bit like Jon Hamm as Don Draper.
Not a bad way to spend a Wednesday night
and a quote in copperplate for your viewing pleasure! (thanks mrs. metcalf)
Not a bad way to spend a Wednesday night
and a quote in copperplate for your viewing pleasure! (thanks mrs. metcalf)
Labels:
calligrapy,
copperplate,
debra ziss,
figure drawing,
hand lettering,
personal work
Friday, November 6, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
copperplate
some copperplate studies. the most fun you'll ever have with a nib.
bizarre stream of consciousness on the last one...
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
R.I.P. Little Lambchop
It's been nearly a week since my tiny dog, friend and alter-ego, Lambchop succumbed to kidney failure. I fell head over heels in love with pictures of her on petfinder.com 9 or 10 years ago. She was captured by her foster mom, Inga, squinting in the sun while lounging out on her deck in the Catskills. I couldn't stop thinking about the scraggly tuft of hair on her impossibly teeny head or her elbows. Elbows! I mean, really! She was the kind of cute only I could love and I knew we had to be together.
We had a rocky start. Turns out she was hours from being put down at the city shelter due to "cage aggression" before Inga got her. And then she was adopted and returned by an old lady with a chihuahua who claimed she was allergic to her. Her loss, my gain.
After she made herself comfy in her new home, she decided that she was queen bee and was willing to get into a scrap to defend her title.
Time passed, she began to trust me and I fell in love all over again. Neighbors and friends who thought I was crazy for getting such a sickly-looking, older, and let's just say, um, "feisty" beast began to comment on how she was blossoming under my care.
I could judge a persons character by how they reacted to her the first time they laid eyes upon her. Whether they thought she was the most awesome creature they'd ever seen or the ugliest, she always elicited strong reactions from passers-by. Her proud, high-stepping trot had people calling her everything from a teeny pony to a "dr. seuss" dog. Old age and illness took away that awesome trot, but never robbed her of her pride. Her spirit was strong and beautiful to the end. She was my little daemon, and a part of me will never be the same now that she's gone.
2nd and 3rd time at life drawing in entirely too many years
shameless self-promotion
Monday, August 10, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
brooklyn body flip book
an animation (my first!) for a flip book promoting the excellent personal training at Brooklyn Body
the sound effects were for my personal enjoyment. it took all my willpower not to sneak a few of these in!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
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