Viperfish
Watercolors and Pigma Micron pens in watercolor Moleskine
6/2010
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Viperfish
Watercolors and Pigma Micron pens in watercolor Moleskine
6/2010
http://goflyingtrtl.blogspot.com/
My solid subject for the rest of that ride fading between levels of consciousness, wood paneling makes for evening sleepiness. R train to Union Street, 6-10-10.
Man with Turban on the F with a Little Kramer Sneaking In (Wednesday, 6-9-10)
I drew these for the Illustration Friday prompt, paisley. I thought about things in nature that resembled the paisley, and one of the first things that stood out in my mind was the seahorse, whose bodies seem to look like little living, breathing, floating paisleys. I may have also been somewhat influenced by watching some of the “Science is Fiction: 23 Films by Jean Painleve” DVDs, which is a truly fascinating, eye-opening series of short, nature films with a very surreal quality about them. The segments on seahorses, and octopi, alone is worth the watch. Definitely check this series out if you have a interest in nature and art.
*Pigma Micron pens and Koi watercolors in A4 watercolor Moleskine, 6/2010
hello, i just discovered surprisingly this site…while i’m working on a book about dreams i started to make experiments in small moleskine books by the way…so i thought it would be nice to participate at this place with such a good company!
Long braids and red umbrella on the 1 train. From late last February.
I thought I’d do an Illo Friday piece for Drawing Day 2010, which is officially today, and dedicate it to an old friend. A few years ago while walking the W&OD Trail in Leesburg, VA, I saw an injured box turtle. He stood there at the side of the trail looking at me with one open eye, the other severly damaged. As speedy bikers whizzed on by oblivious to this small creature, I wondered what to do. A friend suggested I take it to the local animal hospital, which I ended up doing. They performed surgery on his eye, which he was now blind in. I wondered what had happened to the turtle, whose habitat was being rapidly destroyed and replaced by apartment buildings, shopping centers and storage spaces. I named him Rocky because he was a true fighter and his bloodied eye reminded me of Stallone in the first Rocky film. My wife wanted to keep him but I knew he wouldn’t thrive in captivity, so after a week of care I released him into an area not far from where he was found, yet deep enough in the woods where he hopefully was protected. I hope Rocky’s doing well today.
R train, Monday 5-24-10. Guy on the left actually a composite of 2 – the first who’s head this is mostly based on took off quick on the ride from Union street.