This was a first today for me at the Bloor Gladstone Library.
As many of you know, the Bloor Gladstone Library is a regular haunt for me to sketch at, particularly the users of the library. Today, as I have done many times in the past, I went after work to sketch library people. Midway through drawing a lady (see below), a librarian came up to me and asked me to stop drawing her because it was an invasion of her privacy. She also mentioned that library policy prohibits taking pictures of people… architecture is good. People, not good. Technically, I wasn’t photographing anyone.
I understand the librarian’s issue with it, but 99% of the time I’m drawing people who are so engrossed with reading, fiddling on their mobile devices or sleeping, that they don’t realize that they are being sketched. Whenever I was “caught”, I’d show them what I did. For the most part they were flattered that I had drawn them. I’ve posted past drawing sessions from the library (all people) on my twitter feed and “likes” have come from the Bloor Gladstone Library account multiple times. If this was an issue, perhaps raising it then would have been the time to do it. I know the account is probably controlled by some tech guy somewhere else, but it gives me mixed messages.
As an artist, this is how I interact with the world. I’m drawn to people and sketching them is my record of that time. Some people write in their journals or keep small momentos from a special moment. This is my way to remember. In the entire eight years I have been sketching in public, this is second time I’ve been asked to stop sketching a person. When asked, I have stopped and apologized. That’s all I could do. I won’t stop drawing people in public, but I guess the Bloor Gladstone Library will only be a place where I borrow books from.
The domestic departure lounge at Pearson International Airport. Headed to Kelowna, B.C.
Some passengers within sketching range of me. Beware. I like the mid range distance the best.
The gentleman beside me was sleeping for most of the 4.5 hr. flight. Fortunately there was no one in the middle seat, so I had a full view of him the entire flight. Thank you good sir, for modelling for me.
The quad in which three of my friends and I stayed in at the University of British Columbia, Okanagan campus. Beautiful place.
Oil on masonite. 6 x 8 in.
Q: What makes you happy?
good movie that makes me cry. Not like a tear jerker flick, but a film
where the story and writing is so seamless that the beauty of the
actions that unfurl on screen move me to tears. Catharsis.
aikido today meant a fulll day of sketching. I knew I wanted to sketch a
lot today. A few things running through my mind while doing this
marathon session. Mr. Warden, my grade 7 art teacher telling us how as
an art student he had his drawings stolen the night before they were due
and he had to wake up early the next day and sketch 20 drawings. John
Wilkenson, my uni art teacher telling
us how he was regularly took an empty sketchbook and filled it in one
afternoon. Terence Van Eslander, my first year design prof. telling us
to draw all our process drawings on sheets of cartridge paper and use
those accumulated sheets as the base for our final drawings. I guess what I was trying to do today was to have quantity over quality... showing the good, the bad and the ugly.
decided today to broaden my horizons and sketch at the Yorkville
Library. It definitely has a different vibe from the Bloor Gladstone
branch. One thing I noticed immediately was the toddler's sing along
program that was happening as I was there. I would hear the lyrics
(scribbled on the bottom of the page) sung by the librarian and the kids
singing after her.
Tonight was the opening night of the "Come Together" group show at the Propellor Gallery. This is my submission to ti. It's my "A-Z" piece depicting the hands of 26 of my friends, each showing a character in American sign language.
Jane and I in front of her piece, a Frida themed collage. One of the more colourful pieces in the show and one of my favourites. She was the artist who invited me to my very fist show at this gallery. Thanks, Jane!
The marquee (or just signage?) outside of the gallery. Who cares, because that's me! ;-)
I went with the Toronto Urban sketchers to the T.D. Inuit Art Museum. I didn't realize it existed, but it's tucked away in a quiet corner of the TD Tower. It was nice to be around liked minded people for a few hours.
Stan the Man, a.k.a, my dad. Everytime
I'm up at his place, I try to draw him. However, it never comes out the
way I want it to be. I think I'm pressured to get it right, to make it
look like him, and because of that, it goes off the rails. I know it sounds obvious,
but at the beginning of this drawing, when I was drawing his eye, I
actually saw a bit of me in those small markings. First time that
My largest painting yet. I learned a lot from this process and hopefully my next painting at this size (or larger), will go faster. At times, it was frustrating and other times, I put down some pigment that really made me think I was getting somewhere with it.
Tonight was the opening night of the Propellor Gallery Salon Group Show. I spoke to an artist a few weeks back who is a member of this gallery and she invited me to enter this show. I'm glad I did because I sold one of my pieces. Feels great. It's officially my first gallery sale. Here's to a better 2016, art wise.
On the easel tonight…
I'm revisiting "Fuzo", a piece I started a few months ago. I find this one difficult because there isn't much contrast in his face so defining it by shadows is difficult. Looking hard at the reference photo for any foot hold into his face.
Another piece that's on the go is, "Julia". It's been the piece I've been working on the majority of the time over this holiday break.
In my current art practice, I am exploring the subtitles of oil paints, particularly within the the realm of portraiture.
My focus is on the human face because that's what we all see everyday. It's there ripe for the picking.