I won't say "clowning around"...

(OK...slightly different angle between the photo & the drawing, but it gets the point across.)

My mum asked me to draw this clown, which her father brought back for her from Belgium in 1946. It's one of those semi-hierloomy things around the house that has always been in my life. I've been thinking of doing a series of paintings of these things, like say, this clown, my Gigi Bear, some other things that have been in MY family since I was born (or at least conscious of the world).

Hm. I see that I could darken the shadows. Well, I'll either do it or not...

Anyway, the cool thing for ME in drawing this clown is that I didn't measure ANYTHING, I just sighted the entire thing. (The only thing that is slightly off-size is/are the hands.) Anyway, to say that I am damn pleased with my 1.5-hour effort is well, to be exactly right!

First day back in school. I've decided to skip my workout ONLY BECAUSE I have to bring so much stuff for drawing class (i.e.: fishing tackle box full of drawing implements) that I can't fit it all into the gym locker - and the box doesn't fit into my regular locker. AND since I've been working out regularly since Jan 02, including yesterday.

early drawings: cloth and wine glass, shell

It's funny how I can waste a bunch of time doing absolutely nothing, somehow not even getting around to doing the art that I really DO enjoy doing, feeling down about life, the universe, and everything, and then other days, like today, I can feel so up and energetic and get a bunch of stuff done - or even feel like getting a bunch of stuff done. (I think the difference between those who achieve success and those who talk bullshit is actually knuckling down and getting shit done; I seem to tend more towards talking bullshit most of the time, unfortunately...)

Anyway, so I got it in my head today that it would be fun not only to practice some Chinese calligraphy (which I've already done), but to do a pencil drawing, a pen drawing, an ink painting, and a watercolour painting of this tiny totem pole statue that we have at home. (I don't think it was the coffee I drank; caffeine level is normal - though it could be the sexy Chinese girl who was working at Second Cup when I went there, and maybe the fact that I've decided to apply for a part-time job there, since it feels about the level of labour that I am up to performing for society right now.)

So where was I?

Anwyay, I was about to go off and do all this art, so scuse me.

I'll post some recent-ish drawings I've done below, and if Im really on the ball, or my time isn't totally taken up by doing these projects, then eating, then watching news, I'll try to post today's artworks here, too.