February 26, 2015
By Jack in black and white, collaboration, comics, Rick Gagnon, sketches
The passing of Rod McKuen the other month reminded me of this comic a friend of mine and I did, based on a spoken word recording made by this famous (maybe in-famous) poet. The “official” beats hated these, as sort of climbing onto the bandwagon, but I think they’re funny and unpretentious. I did the pencils and Richard Gagnon did the beautiful inks. The text, of course, is copyright by the poet.
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February 5, 2015
By Jack in color, digital, sketches, watercolor, watercolour
In pure watercolours, and digital. These are more like blots. But I promise to pay attention to lighting, and colour, and make them more illusionistic.
February 4, 2015
By Jack in color, Coloured Pencils, paintings, sketches, watercolour
I drew 4 tiny landscapes with watercolour pencils, basically as quickly as I could, without thinking about them. This I call the “I can do nothing wrong” style of painting, because I tell myself that as I do it.
January 29, 2015
By Jack in cats, pencil
Hard getting all those stripes in order.
January 28, 2015
By Jack in color, digital, sketches
Not working on this too hard… Still, working on putting more things into this blog, and posting more regularly.
January 23, 2015
By Jack in Gouache, sketches
I’m just happy to be painting things, however crudely, and uploading them to the blog. Will try to be more regular with the posting, and entertaining.
January 22, 2015
By Jack in color, digital
Pretty art is fun too. But there’s a lot of ugly in the system that needs to get out.
January 2, 2015
By Jack in ruttan's place, watercolor, watercolour
My neighbour, Madame Pellerin, died today, or maybe yesterday. I learned this today from my neighbour Mme. Goudreau. Madame Pellerin had been living in the apartment to the lower right of me in this triplex, and was there when I moved in, in 1991. More recently I would do little chores for her, like shovelling the steps or putting in storm windows. She lived by herself, though she was taken care of by her two sons, who visited often. Sadly, she took ill before Christmas, and the holiday decorations in her windows ended up never being lit.
Though she was very slow in her older age, and walked with her quad cane, as in the drawing up above, she was independent, and lived life on her own terms up to the end. So, I hope she had a happy life.
I had done a sketch of her years ago, when she used to sit in her outdoor rocking chair during the summer, along with a friend, and watch the passing scene as I did from my balcony up above. I wanted to post that as a memorial, but couldn’t find it in my sketchbooks, or my flickr.com queue. So I did a new drawing this afternoon from memory. However this shows her a little more enfeebled, more like she had been recently. It’s my first drawing dated 2015.