My eldest son.
Now back home studying law.
Brown ink, fountain pen, water, black, blue and flesh conte crayon on small Moleskine watercolour pad.
I don’t think I fully realised what 40000 years of evolution as commensal species have done to wolves and sapient apes.
Is a dog sentient, not by lupine nature but by conditioning, living with people who call things and actions and themselves by names? Does this shape their awareness? Is our talk a word-cage which constrains them?
These were drawn with a charcoal pencil stick, which snapped into two stubs when he pulled hard on the lead as I tried to sketch him outside. These are small, in a pocket book of cartridge paper. Its hard to capture simplicity of shape and neglect the fur.
I think he sees us use our hands and he wants to imitate, but only has his mouth to manipulate things. That’s why he bites my laces as I tie my shoes. He read my son’s favourite book with his teeth, but despite shredding several pages did not get the plot.
This election has pitted a positive optimistic vision from Labour against the miserable inward looking austere negative Conservatives. It’s an uphill battle: hope is frightening, always with the risk of disappointment whereas the Conservatives offer the narrow comfort of savage certainty.
And there really was a double rainbow.
Dr Sketchy’s was themed on characters from Quentin Tarantino films. That would be those films I have never watched. Even with months of notice, I never found time to work through the canon. So from tagging on facebook and a little searching online, I can tell you that these are (in no particular order) Santanico Pandemonium, Mia Wallace, Stuntman Mike, Mr Pink, Jules and Vince and these are played by Liberty Pink, Mysti Vine, Kitten von Mew and Trampy Holford.
I cut down my drawing kit to Ingres textured toned paper, graphite stick, conte crayons and black ink brush pen. Stuntman Mike was the last and most sparing of the images. Mr Pink (Liberty Pink in false beard) was the first.
I drew the two ten minute poses by Kitten von Mew side by side. After these I started working larger.
Mysti Vine (posing with her green companion “Sid”) gave me a challenge – skin reflects light with so many more hues than do clothes. I struggled to simplify this to two or three tones which would have been more effective on the dark blue paper.
The diminutive Liberty Pink posed as hired thug Vince (John Travolta in Pulp Fiction) and Mysti Vine as Jules declaimed from the Bible before shooting us with a banana.
I am not sure who was the gun toting bloke who warmed up before Liberty came on to sing at the start.
Dr Sketchy’s yesterday migrated unexpectedly and with an hour or so to spare up the road to CherryReds café. The food looks great: I’ll make a point of going back sometime. Despite this (and it must have been a real challenge to the organisers), as always the team put on a great act. I saw lots of interesting good sketches round the room.