Continue to think in ink

It’s been a wild month for me recently, breaking away from my comfortable zones of pencil and paints, into the weird old world of pen, ink , lines and pure tone. I have experimented with hatching, cross hatching , pointillism, paint-on , brush , pen , dip-pen, brush-pen , and every permutation I can lay my hands on, with rough and smooth paper both. I have studied the work of Chris Riddell, Durer and Hogarth, and NOON, to name a few. I have begun to find my way in caricature, oddly enough, which turns out to be a great observation practise, see below

I don’t know where I’m going with this, but after a great deal of frustration and hard work, I think I’m beginning to find a voice in this medium. Presumably, like many things I do, I will abandon it for some other new idea once I feel like I have a hang of it.

I’ll keep you posted, internet.

I broke my ankle

While I was at the hospital for my ankle, I happened to draw some of the other folk in the waiting room. I recently coloured this one in using Staedler colour fine liners, in a sort-of pontillist technique, only with hatching in various colours. Also, not one of those colours is flesh colour – I had to make it up by basically going round the colour wheel, which was pretty fun, actually.