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Stan the Man, aka. dad.
One of the most generous people I know with a gentle soul to match.

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.

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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.

sketchbook - "Stan the Man #4"

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

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Another trip up to my dad's place and that means it's "Stan the Man" time. It's always challenging to sketch my father, but he's always a good sport and doesn't move that often while he watches tv. Thanks, dad.

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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.

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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.