I can’t find the person in the marks

My son has a delicacy and charm to his features that I wholly fail to represent here.

Like all growing children, his head is completely out of proportion – a great big bonce surmounts an undersized face, large eyes but a jaw too small for his tombstone gnashers.  I typically miss this and make him look too grown up with coarse features.

What I did like about this sketch was that it shows him folded up, typical of him when he is reading.  That is true to life.

If he spots me drawing him, he pulls faces.

If I could capture his expressions as he attempts to sabotage my drawing I would be happy indeed.

I will keep trying.

The last sketch was done in a brief minute as he stood in the nest half way up the climbing apparatus in the park.

 

 

 

 

After swimming

She is reading Maisie Hitchins and the item behind her head is a soft toy rabbit called Coco.

sitting on rocks, watching the sea

I took little in the way of drawing stuff on holiday, intending to be more sociable.   To balance this, I also took a ukulele.  Unfortunately, my skills on the uke are even less than at drawing.  Fortunately, I can only post the drawings.  I mostly tried to draw the children at quieter moments when they were still.

I used the Lamy Safari pen, brush pen and water to move the ink.  The surface is the fairly impermeable paper in the moleskine sketchbook, which causes the ink to bead and move unpredictably.

Continuous line

Left eye on the scope, right on the paper, working left to right on the page with a continuous line, taking in the pebbles forming the bar rising above the water along with the birds resting on it, later washing in tones and blocking in the blacks, writing this post listening to Bowie A Reality Tour Life on Mars …