Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts

Monday, February 01, 2016

Sketchbook


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 happened.




 Subway people and a Dodge van.

More subway people.

Sunday, October 26, 2014

sketchbook

I've been thinking a lot lately about putting in the "mileage". Drawing a lot. Chipping away at the 10,000 hours that Malcolm Gladwell believes any person needs under their belt to achieve pro status. So today I did a mini sketch crawl on my own around the waterfront.


 This actually was drawn yesterday. Another addition to the "Stan the Man" series. Aka. my dad.


Toronto's Union Station, the city's transportation hub that was modelled after New York City's Grand Central Station.


After the station drawing I wandered down to the waterfront to sketch some boats. There's nothing like a stiff, cold wind up the pant leg to quicken up the pen strokes.


The last sketch of the day. Being a voyeur and sketching a metalsmith work on her jewelry at the Harbourfront Centre's open air studio.

Sunday, March 02, 2014

sketchbook - "Stan the Man #4"

A.K.A. my dad. Another installment in the Stan the Man series.


Sunday, November 18, 2012

sketchbook

It's become somewhat of a tradition now to sketch my dad whenever I'm up at his place. Here's the latest addition to the "Stan the Man" series.

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Sketchbook


I tend to sketch my dad whenever I'm up visiting him. The morbid side of me thinks he won't be around for much longer so now's the chance to connect with him on paper. I'm really bad at remembering birthdays and ages, so I think he's 76. Maybe 77... but he doesn't look a day over 60...maybe, 61.



Sunday, November 20, 2011

Sunday, December 19, 2010

sketchbook 12/18/10


I find it really difficult sketching family. This is another attempt at sketching my dad. Some parts are bang on, yet others are so far from what he really looks like. However, there is some overall resemblance.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

sketchbook 27/09/09


Today was Toronto's Word on the Street. It's a books and magazine festival where authours, publishers and independents sell their books and magazines. It's also where authors have book readings of their most recent work. What was new this year, was the demo kitchen and this was where I drew this image of Marilyn Smith, a cookbook author, who demonstrated how to make chocolate chip muffins, a recipe in her most recent cookbook. She was informative with a lot of nutritional facts but also hilarious. She made the 45 minutes zoom by.

As a side note, due to the limited time that each author had on stage, it gave me a reason not to be so uptight about everything I put on the page. It simply was a case of slapping lines down and trying to get enough information down to convey what the space was like.


The crowd from above. Inevitably I attempt to draw every figure. Not the smartest approach to drawing crowds. I'll have to learn a better method of drawing large groups of people.


Author John Bemrose, reading an excerpt from his most recent book, "The Last Woman". I'm not a big literary reader, so he and his book were news to me, but it did give me a chance to sketch a person.


My father. He's the hardest person I've ever tried sketching and I'm still not happy with these images. I guess it's because I know what he looks like intimately and anything out of place in these images really is blown up in my mind.