Sketchcrawl
Jul. 2nd, 2006 11:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tealinI'm just throwing these up here without fixing the levels or anything. I've braved sunshine, mosquitos, and a self-destructing computer desk just to get them up so I'm not doing any more.
Page 1 - Some people watching the police pick up a horribly bashed vehicle from an accident the night before.
Page 2 - One more watcher and some location sketches from the coolest little alley courtyard thing in town.
Page 3 - Another alley sketch.
Page 4 - A not-very-accurate view down the entry to the courtyard, a person, and an attempt at drawing Howard from Sweet Dreams.
Page 5 - My coffee and water and sketchbook at the little table at the pub where we had lunch (or, in my case, bread); also an attempt at Phil Schaeffer (also from Sweet Dreams) who turned out looking a lot like our family friend Paul, and a Brazilian football/soccer fan. (Okay, I am not a huge sports fan, but I listen to Radio 4 enough to get the general gist of the World Cup, and France beat Brazil? Whaaa??)
Page 6 - Some people squinting and coming up stairs. I found a good place to draw people leaving the sort of convention centre where there was some sort of Canada Day thing going on.
Page 7 - More people walking and squinting, including a guy with a big nose.
Page 8 - Still more squinting walkers, and the most beautiful back I have ever seen.
Page 9 - More walkers, and then I distorted time and space to draw me walking. Except my legs aren't actually that long.
Page 10 - I wandered down to the beach and found some amusing semi-clothed people including an old guy in a speedo. Thanks to lots of naked life drawing, as soon as people start showing more skin, I get a lot better at drawing them. Curses.
Page 11 - I stumbled upon the heronry by the park. It was amazing. My dad may get to see dinosaur bones in Edmonton this week but I got to see living dinosaurs up in the trees! They must have been this year's young because they looked like they were sort of testing out their wings and they didn't have the sleek heads of the adults. Occasionally there'd be a fight and then they even sounded like dinosaurs, or like dinosaurs should have sounded, or like something in Jurassic Park at least. And I got a feather. My six-year-old self was very happy about that, a real heron feather. If my six-year-old self knew that my twenty-four-year-old self would be living within walking distance of a Great Blue Heron colony, she would be looking for the skip-eighteen-years button despite all intentions of savouring childhood.
Page 12 - More herons
Page 13 - People walking at a different beach; one lady brushes hair out of her face.
Page 14 - People standing and walking, and half a seagull
Page 15 - Someone standing interestingly, three heads, and punk love.
Page 1 - Some people watching the police pick up a horribly bashed vehicle from an accident the night before.
Page 2 - One more watcher and some location sketches from the coolest little alley courtyard thing in town.
Page 3 - Another alley sketch.
Page 4 - A not-very-accurate view down the entry to the courtyard, a person, and an attempt at drawing Howard from Sweet Dreams.
Page 5 - My coffee and water and sketchbook at the little table at the pub where we had lunch (or, in my case, bread); also an attempt at Phil Schaeffer (also from Sweet Dreams) who turned out looking a lot like our family friend Paul, and a Brazilian football/soccer fan. (Okay, I am not a huge sports fan, but I listen to Radio 4 enough to get the general gist of the World Cup, and France beat Brazil? Whaaa??)
Page 6 - Some people squinting and coming up stairs. I found a good place to draw people leaving the sort of convention centre where there was some sort of Canada Day thing going on.
Page 7 - More people walking and squinting, including a guy with a big nose.
Page 8 - Still more squinting walkers, and the most beautiful back I have ever seen.
Page 9 - More walkers, and then I distorted time and space to draw me walking. Except my legs aren't actually that long.
Page 10 - I wandered down to the beach and found some amusing semi-clothed people including an old guy in a speedo. Thanks to lots of naked life drawing, as soon as people start showing more skin, I get a lot better at drawing them. Curses.
Page 11 - I stumbled upon the heronry by the park. It was amazing. My dad may get to see dinosaur bones in Edmonton this week but I got to see living dinosaurs up in the trees! They must have been this year's young because they looked like they were sort of testing out their wings and they didn't have the sleek heads of the adults. Occasionally there'd be a fight and then they even sounded like dinosaurs, or like dinosaurs should have sounded, or like something in Jurassic Park at least. And I got a feather. My six-year-old self was very happy about that, a real heron feather. If my six-year-old self knew that my twenty-four-year-old self would be living within walking distance of a Great Blue Heron colony, she would be looking for the skip-eighteen-years button despite all intentions of savouring childhood.
Page 12 - More herons
Page 13 - People walking at a different beach; one lady brushes hair out of her face.
Page 14 - People standing and walking, and half a seagull
Page 15 - Someone standing interestingly, three heads, and punk love.
