I'm drawing shoes (one hundred pairs in five days) for a book. I know more about shoes than I ever thought, before I started drawing them. They're very familiar, I guess I observe them without thinking about it. The problem is I tend to draw them pointed in the same direction, maybe because I'm right handed. I just don't know. But I have the same issue with noses.
No two the same.
You'll grow into them.
If it's not in the window it may be inside.
Some landscapes in ink and paper. Available subjects include: water tanks, snake skins, possum traps, beer bottles, gum trees, gravel and unidentified foliage.
Photo: profuselyillustrated.com
Eye tests are better than anything.
I am pleased to say both rods and cones are doing fine.
Photograph: S. Ferguson.
At home I am below a major airport flight path. I miss the predictability of it all. You can set your watch to it.
I'm lucky to have Judith Kentish's studio at my disposal for a few weeks. Its previous life was as a church. I have a lot of things to start, drawing mostly, and have bought a large bottle of ink. In the meantime I am procrastinating like a champion. There are many ways to do this:
Pretend you're looking at paper.
Pretend you're reading something associated with what you're about to do.
Make an urgent phone call.
I think there's someone at the door.
Better go to the shops now in case they close early for some reason.
Go to the beach first.
Gain a better vantage point.
A new perspective helps enormously.
Maybe not. Try exercise.
Eventually.
Subtropical rockery with palms. 12 noon.
Looking east.
Looking west.
Looking north-east.
Looking south.
Not even looking.
Dog sitting involves many skills including keeping your dog entertained. Here, Sam's tableaux vivant 'The Five Seasons' occupied the hours before breakfast and after a swim.
Calculations for my morning swim afford an economical use of my arms and legs.
The studio is moving over the next two months. It will soon have a very sunny disposition and I will miss the je ne sais quoi of where i work now.
