Barrel Scraping, part 1.

In the unforgettable scene in Blade-runner, I am sure Batty said "Time, need more time" as he pierced his palm with a rusty nail, but alas, could'n find the quote in IMDB, and don't have the time to search elsewhere.
All this to say, though sketch I do, I have no time to scan, so going back and looking for some scanned stuff I thought I'd make a theme with, here is a some-of-this some-of-that version of Take5 (no time for the 2...)

Rose asleep

One of the drawings I love most, a little girl of our dear dear friends had a sleepover. I know it is hard to see but she is there in between the smudges, along with her blanket, dreams and teddy...

We're jammin

Our kid's Circus teacher (yup...) invited us to a reggae concert by his band, first time I drew while dancing (but not the last), meant to keep it to a future music post, but (as they say in these regions) - viola!

Close-eyed and painless

A long long time ago, in another planet called India, I had some time off (or perhaps it was just the clock that stopped ticking for a week), as a drawing meditation, I tried looking real hard, breathing all the image I could absorb, and than holding my eye's breath, and putting it all on paper with my eyes widely-shut.

Never going back to my old school

Getting back to the almost present, a tiny while back I was invited to an 8th grade class reunion. Was too far away and (as mentioned...) no time, but I had an idea for a project: take an empty photo album and fill it with drawings of photos. 
Didn't get past the second page, but it is a fascinating process, since the further you go, the more you are at risk of ruining the drawings on the same page. anyway - based on a photo by a great photographer that apparently was in a parallel class, I drew the back of my classroom (that turned out to be another building altogether, goes to show you how fickle memory is...)

Shut-eyed and trainless

Time... need more.....   time.

And finally, as you may know, I joined a metro-sketchers community (delignesenligne - translated perhaps to lines on line), and though, as some clown once told me, drawing sleeping people is not fair, I like drawing them anyway.
These are two rejects.
The guy may have had narcolepsy, he sat in front of me, and suddenly dropped into deep sleep in a sec. The gal was just trying not to let the daylight creep in before it is absolutely necessary.


So there you go, an Italian reader I know said she likes the stories so I blabbered a lot this time.


Drop me a line (or a composition of a few)


OMG! it is past midnite! the monitor is turning into a pumpkin!!!


nite!

Ella in five steps

In the continuous effort to make my small animation, here are five stages of one Ella sketch:

Till nextime!

water all over

OK, back from a great vacation in the Loire, with a first attempt at water colors...

Enjoy,

Till nextime!

Book ends

Today, while cleaning the drawers, I ran by a time capsule from the last century... 

1998 to be exact.

(and a technical reminder - you can click on a drawing to zoom)

Last day of the vacation, tomorrow is back to work after two weeks of vacation.

Rinat's asleep, I gotta get out.

Waking her up gently to tell her I'm gone, taking the sketchbook - I didn't draw during the whole vacation, though this is the therapy I planned.

On the exit from Ayalon there is a corner of the Yarkon that always looks appealing. 

Lots of people in different stages of BBQ, draw them? maybe something in a Biderman style? 

I take a chair from the car, it is already twilight-time and a eucalyptus is hard to draw, where do I find a starting point? 

Also, I am so rusty, and a pen drawing requires so many lines...

Two birds landed on the trees in the background, I draw them a second before going back home.

Tomorrow is a working day.

Didn't draw in a long while, and the candle, it isn't clear how it is built, with a dent around. 

And Rinat is saying - how will you deal with it? so I try. 

So many layers of darkness, and I have no shading experience, it all becomes too dark, and all of it is just so I catch a glimpse of a lighter shade at the candle's corners. and again the question - what do I do with the background?

At my last birthday, two weeks ago it was? - Rinat surprised me with a house full of candles, and all the walls shook in the candle lights.

All I wanted is to draw the chain, but things continue. this is part of the chain that holds our bed, People think - Chain in the bed, who knows what they do with it. and I think - where is the stitch between a drawing and a word, for instance - why do I guard the borders of the lines I drew, and why not draw over them, ignore them, intertwine in them, and what is the meaning of it?

Not that I think of 'art stuff' - but I wonder where are the limits of the symbol - a drawing is still a symbol, though an abstract one.

And all of this before I turn off the light and go to sleep.

A Raymond Carver book

A  broken tooth - but the mouth is closed.

Rinat listens to the radio.

23/3/98

Flowers on the table

23/3/98

I bought flowers that look like a bush

A hard rain's night

After the last post, I was challenged to a new idea - animate a music piece.
Taking the video of Ella Fitzgerald singing Stormy weather, and Joe Pass on guitar, I started sketching last night.


The first 11 sketches are below, let me know what you think...

And the workinprogress is below:

From Dov - stormy weather sketches