I started in on this knowing that I wouldn't have the entire 2 hours to work on it. Alas, my boss came in sooner than I had antcipated so I had to abandon it after about 30 minutes. Still exploring with charcoals. The upper left side is evidence of my inability to contain this particular charcoal. It doesn't take much to push it away. If I burp I'll lose a full value.
My good friend Casey. She looks drowsy because she hadn't self medicated with diet coke yet ;)
Still haven't found my groove with charcoal and canson paper. Right now I feel like a gimpy kindergartner who can't seem to finish the arts and crafts hour without mess covering himself from head to toe. I remember having this out of body experience with this drawing. I seemed to be yelling at my hand, "A constant stream of "pile" is flowing from your finger tips! What are you doing?" But my hand would not obey.
I'm happy with this one. I'm realizing that the more I draw the more screwed up my drawings get. I had a clear idea of what I wanted before I started and I think that is why this one worked for me. All the others feel eager and sloppy to me.
Trying some things and going more graphic here.
This one is a mess. Typically, with any drawing I do, I always hit the "crap" point. That is where I don't think I can make it look any crappier and then it's just work to bring it up and out of the funk. This one is still riding the tide in the quagmire-ish bog of stink.