Journal Sketches - Miso Ya

The weather turned cool suddenly.  I wanted to go downtown and sketch some of the architecture but we had to find a place where Neil could sit and work while I sketched, where I wouldn't freeze, and where interesting architecture could be seen.  We ended up in a lounge on the second floor of one of the Concordia University buildings.  Good old school campuses, they never let you down.

My brother went to Concordia and it was interesting seeing his school.

Journal - Whyte Building

A building on Whyte, drawn from the upper floor of the Wee Book Inn.

Industrial Building WIP

Got out to do some painting this afternoon. Spent a couple hours out in the light of the evil daystar.

I thought the industrial park would be dead quiet on a Sunday, but apparently I picked the ONE parking lot in the area where people were actually doing stuff. So the whole time I was there cars were arriving in the parking lot about 10 minutes apart, some guy's truck had a bunch of heavy metal music going and people were going "fuck!" in the background.

Neil figures there was an impromptu metal concert in the making.

 So far I rather like how the tree is coming out. I'm trying to use more neutral colours to have it look less cartoony.

University Farm

Well, I muffed up the perspective and proportions good, but I console myself with the fact that this isn't the worst thing I've ever painted.

And in my defense there was a huge trailer blocking the last third of the barn that wasn't nearly nice enough to paint.

Vacation Leftovers

So there's a few vacation sketches that are sitting in my journal half-inked. I've been finishing them up very slowly. (Very... very... sloooowlyyy....) But hey -- they'll all end up here sooner or later!

This is a balcony I drew in Rome. It was across the street from our hotel window.



I wish I'd taken some time to get a reference photo. In fact, I wish I'd taken photos of all sorts of things in Italy, like sandwiches and the guy herding sheep on a motorcycle. Heck, I often sit on the bus and wish that I had a little camera in my head, like the skull gun in Neal Stephenson's The Diamond Age. I'd love to record all sorts of odd little things about people that I don't feel comfortable just taking photos of outright. There was a girl on the bus a couple of weeks ago that had a purse made out of ties. There's wall climbers at the gym that occasionally do cool things as I jog by (the yoga-climbing lady comes to mind). There's even normal stuff I ride by on the bus that I know I won't come back to because it's halfway between stations and it's winter outside.

The best pictures are the ones you never get a chance to take, hey?