Sunday, 14 June 2015

Tent Trailer in ArtStix

This week's Illustration Friday prompt is vacation. This scribble is meant to be the tent trailer we grew up camping in every summer. I loved that thing, although I'm sure my parents had a love/hate relationship with it. On the one hand, lots of space but reasonably cost-effective to tow. On the other hand, set-up. Especially in the rain...

Oh, but I loved the rain in the tent trailer too. Lying in one of the wings, listening to the rhythms the drops made, being careful not to touch the canvas sides so that the bedding didn't get soaked; it's honestly one of my happiest childhood memories. To this day if I hear rain on an awning or something like that, I'm right back there listening in the trailer. And, frankly, feeling what it was like to be the one taken care of and not the one worrying about whether we'd have any leaks.

On a side note, this kind of camping seems almost dinosaur-like for a lot of people, and that's sad. Camping shouldn't be complaining if there's no showers and wondering if the campground has wifi. If you're going to do things that way, why go at all? I just can't imagine that kids today will have the memories of getting dirty, cooking over a fire, looking up unfamiliar plants along trails in guidebooks, and coming home exhausted, smelly, and happy like I do. Will they just remember whining about the lack of cell coverage?

I hope not, but it seems like that's where we're headed.



Sad.

Friday, 12 June 2015

Bladderwort after a fixative accident

This started out as an okay pastel sketch of Common Bladderwort for work, and then... the plastic bottle of fixative literally split when I was trying to give the thing a quick coat. Ah well. I have another version in ArtStix that I'll use instead. It's the one below.

See? Art's still happening, even if I forget to post it most of the time.

Monday, 27 April 2015

Um, art?

It's the start of my latest project, maybe. I'm planning to move up to monoprinting eventually, but you have to start somewhere so this is stencilling with hot glue and a spouncer.

I dunno. It's a bit out of my comfort zone, but that's probably a good thing.

I'll likely be drawing a flower after this, though.

Sunday, 5 April 2015

Weapon of choice in Derwent drawing pencils

This week's Illustration Friday prompt is warrior. NHL playoffs are coming up pretty soon, although as a fan of a team that dislikes the playoffs so much that they haven't bothered to show up for years (sigh), I can't say that I'll be paying much attention.

The reason this goes with the prompt? Well, some of these players may think that they're warriors. Often the commentators call them warriors. They're not. They're highly-paid professionals who are generally only fighting for their salaries, given the fact that between the players and the management (and the whole system, really), there's not actually such a thing as team or city loyalty anymore.

Not much, anyway.

The closest I can get to warriors with these guys nowadays (the girls, of course, don't qualify for the highly-paid part. Maybe they're the real warriors?) is the fact that the sticks occasionally get used as weapons...

Ah well. If you want to put a more positive spin on this choice for the prompt, just think of all those weekend warriors out there who are still tying on the skates every week for some fun league or other. No highly-paid there either. Unless you count a beer afterwards with a group of friends.

Actually, that could probably count.

Sunday, 29 March 2015

Daffodils in tri-tones

I've had to edit the snot out of this to get anything to show up, courtesy of my fussy cheap scanner. It's too bad, because part of the fun of using tri-tones is the unexpected things you get when you start shading, and that's totally missing from the scan. It's weird, someone like me liking that random factor that's a part of tri-tones, but I do.

Anyway, the Illustration Friday prompt is outside, and this is me doodling part of a bouquet of daffodils that my father bought me. Yeah, doodling "outside" inside. It's way too early for actual daffodils here.

I suppose flowers would be enough for the word outside, but Dad didn't buy me daffodils at random. April is Daffodil Month in support of the Canadian Cancer Society (and maybe other international societies? I'll have to look). The daffodil's meant to be a symbol of strength and courage for cancer patients/survivors and their families, amongst other things.

How does that fit with outside? Well, I can only imagine that finding yourself in the world of cancer treatment makes you feel outside of a lot of things -- your former life, life in general, the understanding of well-meaning people...

Yeah, that'd be me. I simply can't truly understand what it's like because I've been lucky so far. Lucky for myself, but also in my family. One aunt by marriage and one very old great-grandmother is all (and I know how unusual that is). A couple of friends. And I can't even pretend to understand what it's like.

I can support, though, and you can too. Buy a bouquet. Wear a pin. And be there for those in your life that haven't been so lucky.

Sunday, 15 March 2015

Eggs in Derwent drawing pencils

This week's Illustration Friday prompt is strong.

Birds' eggs are amongst the most elegant and strongest constructions in nature. As long as the shell has no structural defects, a properly cradled egg can hold enormous amounts of weight.

The whole eggs and strong thing was ringing a bell, so I had a dip in my archives. Sure enough, back in 2009 the prompt had been strong as well, and I egged it up that time too. You can see that doodle below.



I guess that I really find eggs strong... or consistently, anyway.

Saturday, 28 February 2015

Staple Hunting in Derwent drawing pencils

This week's Illustration Friday prompt is reflection. I figure that Tom (yes, that's right. Tom Cat is his name) deciding to hunt a staple that he found amongst some packing materials -- and which was immediately taken away from him because I'm no fun --  is kind of a reflection of his wilder relatives stalking actual food.

Tom's not actually a longhair, by the way. I was just feeling scribbly.
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