I was getting something out of my “go-box” full of irreplaceable things, when it spilled off the upper shelf in the closet. Picking up, I came upon this long forgotten item. it’s a token for my Great Grandfather’s general store, which he maintained, with my Dad as sometime stock boy, back in the depression years. […]
Tags: Family, ruttan's place
I mean FROM my head, of course. More things drawn, because I’m mad about drawing. Women, of course, because the burlesque assignment continues (though that’s often just an excuse). It’s wet today, so no drawing from the balcony. I’m wondering if people think I’m strange, because I’m out there so often. Interested in odd body […]
Tags: ballpoint pen, black and white, Brush Pen, Burlesque, men, sketches, women
Some painted faces. Man, the new flickr.com layout was a pain, but I’m able to keep to the old one for the moment. Otherwise, no images for the blog!
Tags: colour, men, sketches, watercolour, women
I enjoyed doing these pictures of the Old Port, painting away while people on wheels and feet sailed past me. I’m the crazy hairy guy with the paint box, which is all right with me. Funny, though, how when you sit down, suddenly 400 school kids on lunch break sit in the same area you […]
Tags: Brush Pen, colour, men, montreal, sketches, watercolour, women
Been a little down lately, so it’s been hard to blog. Still, there are some things in the sketch books, waiting to go up. Today, it’s colour, squinty people, and trees. I’ve also been to a lot of meetings lately. Mainly dull or complaining, full of ironic laughter at the terrible situation writers and artists […]
Tags: colour, men, sketches, watercolour, women
Something I don’t usually do on this blog. A acquaintance of mine e-mailed me a very unpleasant hospital story. I just find it upsetting, but he wants to spread it around. His name is Robert M.Smith. A long-time Montrealer, and a good writer & poet, he feels intimidated by blogs and the web. Even so, […]
One of the pleasures of living in this little neighbourhood here (whether it’s called “Centre Sud” or “Les Faubourgs” –I’m really not so sure) is the now annual urban art event L`Écho d’un Fleuve, taking place on rue Dufresne, just below my front door here on Rouen. Who’d have thought there were so many artists […]
Tags: colour, men, montreal, photos, ruttan's place, sketches, visual art, watercolour, women
…such as inside my head. I got out of the apartment around noon, and walked to rue Saint Denis, to sit in a coffee shop and draw passers-by. Unfortunately, the weather, while great for kite-flying, soon got a little sprinkly. So, I only managed the above sketch of a woman, bundled up. This guy below […]
Tags: black and white, Brush Pen, men, planes, sketches, watercolour, women
Though fitfully, I’m still doing drawings for Mlle. Oui Oui and the gang at Blue Light Burlesque. These are some more sketches, according to photos on flickr (I’m going to look these up and try to credit the photographers). Anyhow, I’m not making any money from them… Why has she got a surprised-looking guy half-transparent, […]
Had to make a correction on this post, cause I had misidentified the person I was drawing. While I’m at it, I should credit the photo I used to Tristan Brand. Hope that’s all good, now. I did this computer-coloured sketch from the cover of the weekly newspaper, HOUR. The show, The Duck Wife, is […]
I like this one. It’s fast and fashiony. Of course not all of these brushy things hit it off. Below, the usual fine-point roller pen:
Tags: black and white, Brush Pen, men, sketches, women
Painted a ton of little pictures I’m pretty happy with. Above, is Mr. Boggedy on the balcony. Serious Guy. That’s also the view from my Balcony, but he’s just imaginary. More funny little pictures. The edges are masked with painter’s tape. The green type with slightly less tack, which can be “left on for 60 […]
Tags: Animals, cats, colour, dogs, men, Nora the cat, sketches, watercolour, women
Didn’t see many of my usual English language blogging buddies at the special Yulblog event last Tuesday. That might have been because it was a day earlier than the usual monthly get-together, and also in a special venue, L’Assoimoir on Notre Dame, just West of the Cathedral in Old Montreal. Might also have been because […]