Doubled up on lessons and completed Day 6 last night. Stacking Tables. Moving on.
Can you believe I’m sticking with this drawing stuff? 5 days in a row. I’m thinking of double up tomorrow (Sunday) so I can finish exactly at the end of January. We shall see.
Today’s lesson expanded on the Cube turning it into a box. I first did the basic box from the lesson and then the lesson expanded to creative versions – an empty trunk and a box of… not sure, packing popcorn? bouncy balls?
Tonight’s lesson was The Cube.
Very interesting tips on how to draw a cube. Very helpful. Using guide dots and reference lines made it pretty straight forward and easy.
And then adding the shading learned from previous days brought out a 3D box. I used my new Faber-Castell artist pens (.5mm) to highlight the keeper lines so I could erase the guide dots and lines for a clean cube to shade.
Here is tonight’s results:
Day 3, Advanced Spheres. More spheres and more shading. How’d I do?
I’m getting the hang of the shading, bu I can’t draw a circle if my life depended on it.
The second grouping of various size circles I used round objects around my desk.
Day 4 – The Cube
Third day of drawing but second day of lessons (first day was a pre-test drawing). Tonight’s lesson expanded on the sphere and use of shading, but using overlapping spheres to introduce 3 Laws of Drawing.
3 Laws learned tonight, plus one theorem:
So how did I do?
Continuing with my drawing lessons from the book You Can Draw in 30 Days, tonight’s lesson was The Sphere.
Learning to draw a simple circle is not enough. You need to learn to shade the circle to make it look three dimensional, like a sphere or ball.
Here is tonight’s results:
As mentioned before, I purchased the book You Can Draw in 30 Days and started reading it today. The first activity is not really part of the 30 days of lessons, its a kick off day, I called it Day 0. For Day 0 there was reading about the author, Mark Kistler and his teaching philosophy and then there was a Pretest.
The Pretest consisted to drawing 3 items, 2 minutes per drawing. This will be my Before pictures that will be used to compare to my After pictures once I’ve complete the 30 lessons. I was tasked with drawing a house, an airplane and a bagel. Here is my resulting drawings:
As you can see it is pretty rudimentary and basic. Could pass for playing Pictionary but not the level of quality I want to be at.
So tomorrow I will start Day 1 – The Sphere. Check back in to see my progress. And check out more of Mark Kistler on his YouTube site as well.
And another empty promise to post more on this blog. yeah right. I’ve heard that before. Time just slips away and I’m lazy. I am rotating through some new hobbies. Perhaps I shall share more of that. Toy Photography continues to be an interest. I post on Instagram.
And building Legos continues to be a way to relax and forget about work. Particularly Legos of the 1966 Batman TV show. Something I watched as a kid and still enjoy on occasion.
And the last two hobbies I’ve started are drawing and model making.
I’ve always loved comic books and continue to collect and read them, but I’ve always wanted to be ablt to draw, even if a bit rudimentary, and create my own comic soooooo, consider that a new year’s resolution – learning to draw. I bought a book – You Can Draw in 30 Days. It came today and I intend to start on it tomorrow. So I HOPE to post each days results of the lesson and we can see how well I get. I have some basic skills from previous books and playing around, but this time… I’m going to run with it. I bought a sketching and drawing kit from Hobby Lobby and I already have a number of sketch pads. We shall see how this goes.
The stimulus for this new endeavor was attending a 2 hour evening art “class” at a local comic book shop. It was a spur of the moment thing and it was given by a former Disney animator and was enlightening. It stirred the creative juices.
So look for Day 1 tomorrow.
Campouts are always fun
The campfire crackled at the feet of the human circle; a fading yellow and orange flame flickered and popped as smoke and embers floated skyward into an unusually dark night. Even the full moon seemed engulfed by the darkness. The teen aged couples, sprawled on blankets and sleeping bags, bathed in the warmth. They were too involved, their hands and mouths intertwined, searching for youthful pleasure, to notice the encroaching darkness.
Gliding like a ghost, he circled the scene staying just outside the perimeter of the firelight. He eyed the group of campers intently. He surveyed the scene with a purpose. His eyes quickly darted from object to object, cataloging and estimating the threat severity of each individual, identifying the weakest of the pack.
He stepped forward. The twig snap reverberated like a gun shot. Freezing motionless, holding his breath, he hoped the sound would be lost with the forest clamor.
“What was that?” a soft voice whispered in a hushed panic.
Another voice grunted, annoyed by the interruption, “It was nothin’, c’mon, gimme a kiss.”
He stood motionless, watching the eyes of the youth peering wide with panic into the dark. The soft voice spoke again, this time much louder. “I heard something out there beyond the light, I swear”. The other couples stirred from their kissing and groping.
“Now look what you done Judy, everyone’s stopped makin’ out. You’re ruinin’ this camp out. Ya know that? This’s the only way our parents would let us get together. C’mon it’s nothin’.”
“I heard it too, John. What’d you think it was?” a third voice added.
“I didn’t hear nuthin’ Billy, shut up and get back ta makin’ out.”
The couples hesitantly returned to their groping and squeezing and within minutes were again oblivious to their surroundings. A wide, tooth filled grin creased his face. It wouldn’t be long now, he thought. He watched, as the fire grew softer, it’s glow retreating.
So engrossed was the group in their sexual endeavor that they ignored the collapsing warmth and security of the campfire. The flickering flame was now a smoldering ember. The chilling air swirled through the trees and the dark night quietly embraced them.
He slinked closer, this time wary of his steps. Circling, he made no sound to cause alarm. He wanted this to be a surprise they would remember for a long time. He drew a deep breath and the aroma of human secretions filled his nostrils. He savored the moment’s sights, sounds and smells until the hunger pain kicked his ribs, interrupting his meditation. It was time!
Moving from a slow prowl to a full running stride, he sprang through the brush and attacked the weakest of the pack, the boy called John. A snarl was his only warning before jaws full of sharp teeth clamped down on the boy’s soft neck. Blocking out the cries of agony, he savored the thick, warm, flowing liquid filling his mouth. He cherished these initial moments of reveal. The sense of power fed by fear. He lived for these moments.
Ignoring the scattering of bodies within his peripheral vision, his jaws clamped harder insuring there was no escape for his victim. He violently shook his head and felt the carcass go limp in his mouth. He set to draggin his prize toward the bush. Campouts are always fun, he thought, and he dropped the lifeless body and let out a long howl of joy.
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