I’ve been feeling down about doing comics these days, because it usually takes a lot of time. So I did this thing, and it only took me a few hours. That makes me happy.
I like the rough sketchy treatment. But I will spend more time on the story aspect, next time, obviously.
I’m drawing a lot. Just not putting it up. I shouldn’t do that, I know. Keep up with things.
The weather is warmer, so people are wearing less. They’re more interesting to draw, and I’m also on my perch on the balcony to draw them. Above are a pair of women. Trying to channel R. Crumb with the one on the right.
Below are some hippie types in a nearby park. I’m sorry they’re not very detailed. They tended to move a lot.
Wedgewood Dr. A short written and directed by Jonathan Balazs, with paintings by Jack Ruttan.
I’ve not stopped drawing things, just gotten out of the habit of putting them up. Still banging away at digital painting, which I might share some other time.
In the meantime, here are some warm-up faces. I draw tons of faces. I prefer to kind of originate things, rather than draw too closely to a photograph.
It’s been a while, but here are some new paintings for “Jack’s House of Cats.”
Both of them are re-imagined a little. I snapped the Hotel Kent in the early 90s, when the sign was still up. But in this, I tried to picture what it was like in its “heyday.”
The Bain Morgan is also taken from a little photo of mine from pre-digital days (still on photo paper — imagine that!). But I removed two great big trees from in front. Those trees have been taken down now, anyways.
Now to put them up on the site, and do some more paintings!
Found this sheet of sort of cardboard-y paper in my files. After my recent 1941 Whatman experience, I wondered whether this was one of my better types of paper (it was stored away, and did have “deckled” (ie. neatly torn) edges). It might have been Arches Cold Rolled, or some such thing.
So I stretched it, and it became obvious then it was Dollarama cardboard. Still, I painted on it. I like using cheesy materials, because then I feel the pressure is off.
This didn’t take long. I don’t do studies or tracing very often, at least for these nonce paintings. Just drawing by eye, and hoping it all is straight and fits in. I call it my “I can do no wrong” style of painting, because that’s what I’m telling myself as I do it.
Worked out here, but the cars are a little big. I’m calling that “perspective.” That’s me in the lower right-hand corner.
This is the corner of Hochelaga and Frontenac streets. The business used to be Fontana Pizza, which was owned by a very nice man. Unfortunately, his pizza ended up being a little rich for my digestive tract, but I still have a few Fontana coupons. You collected ten of them, and got a free pizza.
Two different slightly hipster greasy spoon restaurants have occupied the spot since the Fontana closed, but they haven’t managed to make a go of it.
While I like this painting, I’m not sure whether it will go on my House of Cats site because of the crummy paper. Still, as another artist said “Who cares if it lasts? We’ll all be dead by then anyways.”
One painting I did when I first came to this apartment in the early 90s was done on crummy paper. I like the changes its undergone, sort of the way some old masters paintings cracked and darkened, before the fad came around of restoring everything.