Jessica

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It’s 5:42 in the morning and I’ve stayed up most of the night watching Seinfeld on YouTube and working on this drawing of my friend Jessica. It was a beautiful night. I sat in the living room with the window open, listening to the rain fall outside. In my last post, I mentioned some other portraits I was planning to draw. I’m still wrestling with those. I can’t get Belinda’s eyes to look the way I want them to … and Noemi’s face, even though it’s very beautiful, is hard to capture on paper. Maybe this is because I haven’t slept much lately and my brain isn’t functioning properly. Or maybe it’s because some people are just hard to draw. Oh well. I think I’ll just toss both of those pictures in a drawer for the time being and move on to something fresh and new.

I hope you have a nice Wednesday.

Saturday afternoon doodling

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I hope you’re all having a great weekend and staying cool.

I just finished the first draft of my new novel and now I’m taking a break from writing. If I push forward and start on the second draft right now, I’ll just write a bunch of slop I’m not proud of. I need a siesta. I need to shove the whole thing out of my head for a little while and focus on something else.

I want to do some drawing. I promised my friend Belinda I would do a portrait of her. I’m also itching to draw Noemi of Pinay Flying High. She lives in Dubai but she doesn’t stay there very often. She hops all over the world, posting pictures of beautiful scenery and delicious food. I would really like to draw her with some kind of strange/exotic background. I think that would be a lot of fun.

But I’m out of practice right now. I haven’t drawn anything lately. So today I did this warm-up doodle, just to get things rolling again. I drew Patrick Stewart (a.k.a. Captain Picard of Star Trek: the Next Generation) with little people sprouting from the top of his head. The picture is vaguely inspired by my friend Theanne and her blog, Out Of My Mind Images. She’s been drawing people with various things on their heads lately. I enjoy her work.

Maybe I’ll post drawings of Belinda and Noemi next time.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend. Try not to melt.

Child on a haystack

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Lately, I’ve slipped into the habit of blogging on Sunday afternoons. I didn’t get around to it yesterday because I was busy working on the last chapter of my new novel. There’s not much left to write (I only have one scene left) but I’m staggering very slowly across the finish-line.

Rather than squeezing an essay out of my brain, I’m just going to present you with a colored pencil drawing. This is a little girl I go to church with. Her name is Abbi. I drew her back in January. The original photo was taken at a fall festival.

Moving right along

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I’ve been hammering away on my new book for about three months. On Thursday, I started the final chapter. I’m hoping it will be finished in a week or two. I’m really thrilled about wrapping up this chapter — not because the book will be done. It won’t be done. But I’m thrilled because the major, serious work will finally be out of the way.

Once I get this last chapter knocked out, I plan to step away from the whole thing for a week and let my brain cool off. (I might stretch out on the couch and read something by Douglas Adams during that time.) Then I want to go back over the entire manuscript, rejuvenated and full of energy, and polish all the rough spots. This part shouldn’t take too long because I edited the daylights out of each chapter as I finished writing it. I’m mainly going to spruce the book up and add some “poetic sparkles” here and there. (I’ve been scribbling ideas in a little notebook, as they come to me, about the bits and pieces I want to add throughout the novel.)

Writing a book is like building a house. Right now, the basic structure is nearly finished. The roof is there. All the walls are in place. It’s just about ready. But I still need to paint it and put on the decorations — but that part won’t be as hard as everything else. I don’t even think of it as work. Painting is the fun part. (I realize the advertisement at the top doesn’t exactly fit what I’m talking about. Nobody paints a house with a spray can. I know, I know. But I couldn’t resist this picture. It’s bizarre, whimsical, and somewhat troubling too. The spray paint man has arms and legs, but no face. What a sad existence. I’m sure he feels very isolated and confused.)

Something old, something new

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I’m going to keep this post short because I suddenly have a raging headache. I’ve been on vacation all week for the Fourth of July. I’ve spent most of that time working on my new book. The first draft is nearly finished now. My sketchbook has been collecting dust lately, but I did draw a picture of my friend Jill London the other night. I’m posting it here along with a wacky, abstract picture of the late Howard Finster. I drew it back in 2002. (Howard Finster was a primitive artist who lived in Pennville, Georgia. He appeared on the Johnny Carson show. I drive past his house/museum every day, but I never had the honor of meeting him.)

I hope you’re having a nice weekend. I’m going to find some sinus medicine.