Wife of a Rodeo Clown

"Alfred, why'd ya do it?"


"WHY?!!?"

These are two pieces I did in 2006 for a few different art shows. I began painting them for a show that fell through. I was later able to put them in a one night show at the "Five Spot" in Little 5 Points Atlanta. And then a week or so later at a one night show at "DooGallery" in Atlanta.

I painted them when I still worked at Deljou and had access to free canvas and paint. So I didn't hold back with texture and the amount of paint I used.

They are still a work in progress because in my mind there are four paintings in the series. Three of her upset and crying and the last of him the rodeo clown hurt or cheating on her. I still haven't fully conceived those last two. I hope to have them done before 2008...wish me luck!

Dr. Sketchy San Diego official beginnings

A page of one minute poses.


A page of five minute poses.


The only ten minute pose I was able to finish.

Our model was fabulous!! She had shocking pink hair brought together in the back by a large fuchsia flower. She had great legs, beautiful tattoos and tassles on her corset that were fun to draw.
This month's session was from 3pm to 6pm and unfortunately I had to leave half way thru to get to work by 5pm. So next month I will make sure to have the whole night off!
Thanks to Lily, our wonderful hostess, well done!!

IF: Emergency

I love it when IF's topic for the week coincidentally works with a piece I am in the middle of...
That way I have an even bigger deadline to get it in before the following Friday.

This little 'nurse betty' is for my mechanic. Who performed an emergency transmission rebuild on my car a couple of weeks ago. He gave me the "family" (because my mom use to date his dad) discount ;) I have to take my car in for a two weeks check up and I thought since he used his skill on my car, I would use my skill for a nice piece of artwork.

Oh yeah, he's into race cars/hot rods and Cali girls with over-exaggerated curves!!

You write such pretty words

I am proud to say that I have finally been requested to publish a piece. My good friend David McNamara of 'Sunny Outside Publishing' has asked me to do a cover for a poetry clapbook by Jason Heroux. He was good enough to send me the one of the last edits of the poems and I just started sketches from all the poems. With the title in mind, I wanted to get the feel of the contents inside, as well.
These are quick doodles and excerts from some of the ones I did. I just so happened to have the five new colored pens in front of me when I went on my doodling rampage.

"not a lot happens here at once or everything switches off..."


"the poor grass kept growing like a sweater knitted by the dirt..."


"postcard from a parking lot..."


"it's the evening hour even though the streetlamps haven't turned on yet..."


"...talking about which colours to paint the rooms in our house it suddenly seemed we were really talking about the war."


"although it can't swim, the sea never drowns..."

The last piece is what I was going with for the cover. I would like to make it into a linocut. Print it either in one or two colors. However, over the last week I have been brewing another cover sketch. I will post that when I get it down on paper. I will also post the final piece.

Thanks again for stopping by...I would love to hear any and all feed back...please leave comments.

handsfeetshoesknuckles

I have a hard time drawing hands, feet and shoes. I guess I'm not the only one. This week has been challenging, I have several drawings that involve all of the above.





So I went back to 'Drawing 101' and threw my left chuck up on my drawing table and went back to sketching the basics.

I am also avoiding drawing a hot rod that is part of a hands and feet piece that is due tomorrow. Awwww... creative avoidance at it's finest!

IF: Missing

This is an old illustration (one I did in art school) yet it fits the topic so well this week.

If it wasn't bad enough that he was littler then most of the kids, Billy was now missing his two front teeth. He got picked on and bullied all day at school. When he came home he bypassed his usual after school treat and went up to his room, where he fell asleep. He dreamed he was invisible and that not only could none of the mean kids see him, he could also go and do what no one else could. Like go to the zoo and sneak into the lion's cage...