Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Train Sketches VII

ten tickles coral

met gala

the skin bubbles and then peels while he stuffs his mouth

eye sickle

deaf forever


how the gods kill

I met up with my old illustration instructor/mentor/friend Floyd Hughes when I was in NY last month. He was adamant that when I sketch I break the habit of starting in pencil, and head straight to ink. The results have been interesting. On one hand, my knowledge of anatomy isn't so good that I can pull of a Frazetta-style drawing; on the other hand, the finished drawings are starting to get more impressionistic/psychedelic. Will continue down this path til Hawkwind calls.