January 28, 2017
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Schmall Cat in Coloured Pencil
By Jack Ruttan in cats, color, Coloured Pencils, pencil, watercolor, watercolour
Not really a Nora cat, but a tuxling.
January 27, 2017
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Nora, From Above
By Jack Ruttan in cats, color, Nora the cat, Portraits, watercolor, watercolour
January 26, 2017
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Notebook Computer
By Jack Ruttan in color, Coloured Pencils, digital, Portraits, sketches, watercolor, watercolour, women
My little notebook computer is great. But it’s a little silly to use, sometimes, as this guy demonstrates. He’s drawn in melty watercolour pencils and (I didn’t realise it at the time), melty black/purple roller pen.
This is a Regency little girl, inspired by Mansfield Park by Jane Austen. Of course, the real little girl would be wearing a shift and a bonnet, but I thought of the nice dress and ribbon and bun. As if she’s dressed for a ball. Digital colours over pencil.
January 22, 2017
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Cat Card
By Jack Ruttan in Nora the cat, sketches, watercolor, watercolour
A birthday card for a friend, with some cats painted on it in watercolours. I don’t think I’ve posted this yet.
January 17, 2017
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Rank the Prank
By Jack Ruttan in digital, self-promotion, sketches, storyboardsFinally able to unveil them. I’m completely thrilled.
Please check out some of the concept drawings I made for the TV show RANK THE PRANK, now playing on the BBC, BBC Canada, and Nickelodeon.
January 16, 2017
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Blue Doodles
By Jack Ruttan in ballpoint pen
Some doodles done at my friend’s place, with her blue roller pen. Horsies! Kitties! A dude!
December 22, 2016
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Coloured Pencil Things
By Jack Ruttan in cats, color, Coloured Pencils, heads, pencil, sketches, women
December 8, 2016
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Mystery Package
By Jack Ruttan in ruttan's place, sketchesYou never know what you’re going to find if you go out your front door. Just outside was an Amazon package.
I checked the address to make sure it had been delivered to the right place. It had. It’s the day before my birthday. What the heck was this?
Opening it up revealed a lot of those pillowy packing things, but I’m still not sure what’s inside.
OMG, it’s a pad of sexy high-class drawing paper!
Mr. Boggedy has to check the box, for security and cat reasons.
It took me a long time to get the plastic bag off.
Turned out it was a birthday thing from my old pal, Todd Kealey, in Ottawa! Wow. Thanks Todd!
December 8, 2016
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Star Wars, etc.
By Jack Ruttan in black and white, color, heads, paintings, Portraits, sketches, watercolor, watercolour, women
Posting various sketches I’ve been doing. Mainly to do with the new “Star Wars” movie, which I finally saw, and “Emma” by Jane Austen.
Star Wars had some pleasant new characters, but it was basically a rehash of the same old plot. I mean where did they find the time and materials to build a totally new planet-sized space station between this and the last movie? In Montreal, it takes years just to repair a road.
I should be watercolouring more, since this is the season when people buy things, and I need the money, but have found it very tough to get inspired. Doing these things with the watercolour pencils is helping me get inspired. Plus, this woman’s voice in her youtube tutorials is very soothing.
December 8, 2016
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Heater Cat
By Jack Ruttan in cats, Jack's House of Cats, ruttan's place
I fancy that Mister Boggedy looks sad on the heater alone, since his sister passed away. He’s not on great terms with Nora the little black and white cat, but both of them seem to treat me as a large, incredibly ugly and inept mother cat.
December 2, 2016
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Doot Doot
By Jack Ruttan in color, digital, heads
Feeling uninspired, which might be clear from this image. But at least my digital technique is getting better. Things seem to go up and down. I should really be doing watercolours, but I need better self-motivation.
November 21, 2016
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First Snow
By Jack Ruttan in montreal, ruttan's place
My nice neighbour Sylvie is trying to coax a little declawed cat out from under a front porch around the corner. Unfortunately, she’s doing this by rapping with spoon on a closed can of cat food.
I think she’d do better with opening the can, leaving it a little distance away from the gap under the porch, and waiting quietly for the creature to come out. Mr. Boggedy was stuck under a back yard terrace when he was a young and stupider cat, and he only came out after dark.
I shovelled my own and the neighbour’s steps. There’s a nasty layer of ice under the snow, which was hard to get off.
Meanwhile, there are a lot of bikes chained to posts. Some of them falling over. I’m afraid they’re going to be turned into twisted scrap metal when the little snowplow tanks come whizzing by.
