In process, maybe done, maybe not. I feel a push-pull about doing something in the background.
Typically – even as I neglected the practice for a time – it starts with a scribble, a mark, a motion, without intention to become anything, then it becomes something. The pencil marks remained for a long time, then, i shaped the cat shape and drew the fine lines.
Ha ha. Add the sunglasses because it was a bright day. Later add the touch of green. Later, add the orange colour, drop it out. run it through some filters, put it back.
I won’t make it square or squarish. Something background? Too cool for a background?
The princess approached and sat long enough in a way similar enough, basically a left side view, that I could get enough reference. Sometimes you can make up stuff. Sometimes you want to be reasonably true to the patterns.
Here we go. Final version. Mugs upcoming.
On her rocker
Maybe needs a bit more fussing. I’m thinking I might try to take out the black cat outline.
I am reminded again of the rule I have been neglecting. Make a mark.
First drawing in a few weeks.
Rather than keeping this boy on my chest and face, where he prefers to sleep, we’ve come to an arrangement where he stretches out along my chest, on my arm against the wall of the couch. He makes this long strange sausage shape.
Passed a 2 or 3 year old black Tom on the walk home. He seemed quite uncertain about where he was, but responded to a quick sit down talk about how he’d better get away from that busy street and find his way back home.
Steve was right. The main problem with styluses is that you are always looking for them. This one wasn’t under the cat, however, but merely misplaced – somewhat – beside the place where I usually put it, and so could not be found for a day.